Saving The Villain Boy

The scorching breath was like a turbulent frenzy, hitting her eardrums one after another, and then surging up, sweeping through her blank brain.

I am confused and can't think of anything, and can't say anything.

I only know that the roots of the ears are numb and numb, as if countless small insects crawl into the blood vessels, biting the nerves unscrupulously, and itching that makes it difficult to sustain penetrates my heart.

Then it turned into a soft cat's claw and scratched it provocatively.

Shaking all over.

Yan Qiwei never knew that a word or breath can make people so crushed.

Turns out he always knew.

This is a wonderful and incredible fate. After spanning the seven-year long river, they could meet again, and Liang Xiao really, as he said, even when faced with a very different appearance from the past, she finally recognized her.

Twilight came with a little bit of the night breeze, blowing away a little of the original grilling temperature, Yan Qiwei finally could breathe normally, she took a deep breath, and her tears fell involuntarily.

——She had already planned that Liang Xiao would never know the truth. The plot of the novel that took root in her mind once stung her nerves time and time again. In the established destiny, they are only one side of each other, and then there will be no intersection. .

But she still couldn't let him go. She could only take advantage of another person's identity to take care of the lonely boy seven years ago.

Even for Liang Xiao, "Yan Qiwei" was an insignificant stranger from beginning to end, she didn't want to watch him struggle alone in the quagmire.

Her likes and contributions have always been secretive. From the beginning, she never thought of what she would get in return, just because Yan Qiwei liked him so and so much——

When he held her hand in the icy water, the frenzy of despair and fear was violently pushed away. The palm of the youth was warm and powerful, tearing through the darkness domineeringly like a beam of light, pulling her back from the end of death.

But Liang Xiao recognized her after all.

Breaking through the unfavorable and sad fate, in the crowd of thousands of people, in a completely different body, he called her "Weiwei" in a gentle tone.

How can this make people not cry for it.

The tall young man was covered with a heavy black shadow, and was quietly stretched by the streetlights in the distance, quietly wrapping Yan Qiwei.

Liang Xiao did not speak, but slowly raised his hand and stroked her cheek with a slightly rough finger pad. They were very close, and when she lifted her gaze, she could vaguely see his thin shadow in the shadow of her faint tears.

The youth's facial features were not very clear, only the dark eyes were filled with dim light, and the almost pampering pity turned into a stream of spring water, and Yan Qiwei fell into it uncontrollably, unable to breathe.

The bitter and hot wind stagnates, and the quiet night is like a baby sleeping in a cradle. She couldn't stop her tears, and in the shattered light, only faint sobbing sounded.

Liang Xiao's action of wiping tears suddenly stopped, and his palm hesitated for a while and then retracted downward.

Then came the more mellow plant fragrance and the scorching heat. In the trance of sight, Yan Qiwei saw his face suddenly close to him.

The soft strange touch is like feathers, floating lightly on the cheekbones. His movements were extremely light and extremely slow, without a trace, even cautious and a little timid, as if worried about the girl who was frightened under him.

Then Liang Xiao applied a little force, pressing her hot thin lips tightly on her cheeks. The touch of the lips was soft and tender, and the soft feeling reminded him of jelly or cotton for no reason. The sweet autumn pear smell lingered on the tip of the nose, and the tip of the tongue was filled with the bitter and salty taste of tears.

The brain exploded instantly.

Emotions of joy and shyness flooded into her heart. Yan Qiwei was like a frightened deer. She was shocked by his sudden movements. She raised her arms and had nowhere to rest, so she had to put it down in embarrassment.

She seemed to hear the thumping heartbeat, and her toes curled up subconsciously.

Even the crying was forgotten.

I don't know how long it took, Liang Xiao removed her thin lips from her face, and stared down at the girl close at hand.

But he didn't move far, but still at a close and close distance, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter if you cry."

The thin heat spread across her face, igniting a red cloud, so gentle that it is hard to control.

Young Zhang He’s lips were covered with a layer of moisture because of tears, like cherries soaked in water in summer, she can grab this sweet and delicious food within a centimeter. It looks... really tempting. .

Yan Qiwei took a breath, stood on her toes, and faced Liang Xiao's soft eyes without any impurities.

He blinked like a ignorant and innocent boy, then he shook his body and was held by her hands as he leaned forward.

Yan Qiwei...courted.

Be sober, Liang Xiao is drunk, how can you take advantage of the danger!

She took a step back in a hurry, with anger and regret, she could only cover her cheeks with her palms, trying to let the long-lasting heat fade a little, and then changed the subject jerkily: "Um... you can't go home now, go to me Stay at home for one night?"

Liang Xiao also imitated her, put his right hand on his side face, and answered without hesitation: "Otherwise, you think I threw the key up for what?"

Yan Qiwei shook her heart again.

When he was drunk, he was so honest and kind of unexpectedly cute. But if she comes a few more times, her little heart absolutely can't stand it.

So Yan Qiwei was so confused and brought Liang Xiao back to her home.

He kept drinking for her in the clearing bar, and as a result, his drinking volume was not good at all, and his brain was chaotic and quiet like a obedient cat.

After brushing his teeth with the toothbrush bought temporarily in the convenience store and holding the wet towel for wiping his face, Liang Xiao stopped like a movie character to look at it, and then looked up at Yan Qiwei beside him.

She froze for a moment: "What's the matter?"

Liang Xiao did not answer, and handed her the towel.

... What do you mean by asking her to help wipe your face?

Yan Qiwei stood on tiptoe back, straightened her mouth to hide her smile, took the towel that was radiating hot from the opponent's hand, raised her hand and carefully wiped it on his face.

She seemed to have never touched Liang Xiao's cheeks upright and upright, and through the wet towel, she could clearly feel the young man's tall nose and stiff facial contours. When the towel passed his eyes, Liang Xiao closed her eyes subconsciously, and a layer of water vapor on her eyelashes.

When he opened his eyes again, water mist appeared in his dark pupils.

Caught off guard, Liang Xiao held her wrist with his left hand.

"It's not like this."

He murmured like a sigh, picked up the towel in Yan Qiwei's hand with his right hand, and opened her left hand lightly, provoking her white chin.

His face lifted slightly because of the force of his fingertips, and Yan Qiwei held her turbulent breathing.

The warm and humid air wafted in the bathroom, and the light illuminates Liang Xiao's slanting, sharp eyebrows and thin lips.

This was originally aloof and cold, with a slightly harsh look, but at this moment it was softened to a great extent by the water vapor, as if facing a fragile treasure, not daring to make a sound or force, and could only touch it cautiously.

He closed his eyes slightly, lifted his right hand, and the warm towel gently dropped on her cheek, wiping away the remaining tears jerky.

——I wanted her to wipe her face first.

Yan Qiwei was dragging her face with one hand, and her eyes raised accordingly, facing Liang Xiao's dark and deep pupils.

He caught her sight, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Then he rubbed her left thumb lightly, and squeezed her chin in a mischievous manner.

The whole body's cells trembled at the same time because of this tiny movement, and this stroke seemed to pierce her heart, pulling the whole heart up.

Consciousness is like a boat lurking in the sea fog, crumbling, unable to find a direction.

After hurriedly freshening up, Yan Qiwei flushed her face and took him to the guest room to rest.

Liang Xiao seems to be behaving, but occasionally he is waywardly unprepared. When she finally coaxed him to bed, she was about to turn around and leave, but the hem of her clothes was gently grasped.

Turning his head, the always cold-faced young man trembled with long eyelashes, and asked her in a tone close to pleading: "...Don't go, okay?"

He said with his fingertips hard, the joints faintly turned white, and his voice trembled: "Don't leave me."

The white light in the room made his face paler and paler, and every byte fell like a ball of fire in Yan Qiwei's chest.

The heart suddenly melted away, softened into a trembling water.

Every time he breathed, his heart felt a sharp pain. Liang Xiao knelt down on the edge of the bed, staring at the panicked girl before him for a long time, as if he was about to hold on to a dream that was about to die.

As long as you let go, this beautiful dream born on a midsummer night will be broken.

"Liang Wei" told him before leaving that they would meet again in many years.

In fact, Liang Xiao discovered some nuisances a long time ago. For example, she has a completely different personality from others, she always puts her test scores in a certain score range while she is top-notch learning, and often new and weird things appear in her mouth. It was only a few years later. Popular words.

He survived so many years alone in endless waiting and despair, only because of her words that sounded hopeless, and some wild and unreasonable conjecture, every night he would secretly laugh at his stupidity and paranoia. , And then continue to wait uncontrollably.

Wait for someone who is almost impossible.

Yan Qiwei turned to face him, her lips were slightly open, and she couldn't speak. At the same time, Liang Xiao pulled her wrist and put her whole body on the bed.

Before she could react, the youth deceived him and pressed her under him.

The wrists were firmly imprisoned, and the limbs seemed to lose strength instantly and could not move.

No way.

This posture... really was too ambiguous.

Yan Qiwei tried to move her wrist, but was stroking her palm with the other's thumb.

Liang Xiao pressed slowly along the lines of her palm, leaving a string of warm itches wherever she passed.

No, no, you can continue!

According to the plot of the romance novel, the next two people will definitely be confused, either using their tongues to flick each other's lips, or even more children should not be banned.

She blushes even when she reads the description of this kind of plot!

Yan Qiwei spoke very hard, low and inaudible: "Liang, Mr. Liang."

He didn't respond.

"...Senior? Xiaoxiao? Is it cute to love my little brother?"

Liang Xiao snorted and laughed, and the smile overflowed from his eyes.

But his eyes were red, and his pupils spread blood red.

He moved away from her, lowered his eyes as if resigning his fate, his tone was conniving and helpless: "Sorry, I crossed the line. You go."

As soon as the voice fell, a sweet fragrance approached abruptly.

——The blushing little girl leaned forward and pecked the corner of his lips very quickly.

"No, don't say anything like this." Yan Qiwei knotted her tongue and exhausted all her courage to lift her gaze and meet his surprised gaze, "You are not the hero of a miserable drama. No, what I want to say is... You didn't cross the line, I don't hate it, it's not right!!!"

Ahhhh, what is she talking about.

No, what did she do just now with a hot head.

The most important thing is that Liang Xiao is not sober because of alcohol. Once he wakes up tomorrow...

How she should face him, this is a question worth pondering.

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