Chapter 337 Can I hug you?
Tang Guanqi looked at him with red eyes and said softly: "Why didn't you say it before?"
Ying Duo's thin lips were slightly closed, but a single word was Can't say it out.
Tang Guanqi didn't seem to ask for any answers, so she turned her gaze back and continued to eat with a fork.
Ying Duo kept holding her right hand.
Tang Guanqi, with the choking left, his voice softly, and even sounded gentle: "Let go first, I want to eat."
He looked at her wet eyelashes, but confirmed that she would not leave, pointing to After gently rubbing the back of her hand, she finally let go of her.
Put your hand on her back, she did not resist or struggle, and let him just hold her in it until she was full, put down her knife and fork, and took a sip of warm water.
When I wanted to wipe my mouth, Ying Duo handed her a tissue, and she took it without any grudge and wiped her mouth clean.
But just this, he would feel that this moment is precious.
But she got up and wanted to leave, like she was just having dinner. Ying Duo held her wrist and said, "Do you still want to go out?"
She stopped her steps to go out: "You need me Stay? ”
Recognizing what she said, she didn't want to stay, so he slowly let go of her hand.
Tang Guanqi just moved his pupils slightly to look at his hands, and suddenly said gentlely: "Yes, I'll send a message to my friend. I'll live at home tonight and go there tomorrow. Find her."
His heart was beating uncontrollably again, and the starry fire was igniting in his vision.
Watching her standing in front of her, her long black hair hanging down on her chest, her familiar face still feels amazing no matter how many times she has seen it, her phoenix tail eyes are pitch black and unrestrained, like pure dew, even if she is just standing in the dusk light and shadow Watch him quietly.
He felt a lot of desire to move.
His voice was hoarse: "Okay."
Tang Guanqi turned around and left. He saw her sitting in a daze in the atrium for a while, looking at the tree pit and wondering what she was thinking. , hold your hands on the steps beside you, and the hem of the skirt will sway gently in the wind.
Someone called her and she answered it, answered it politely and humbly, and then hung up.
Hearing her warm and clear voice, he remembered that he had hoped to hear her voice.
And her voice was more beautiful than she thought, just like herself, and every word she fell into is cold and beautiful, and even her slow and heavy feeling of evil was like herself.
Ying Duo almost took it into eavesdropping, and for a moment he felt a little pitiful and ridiculous.
She seemed to really miss that tree.
Ying Duo pressed the butler bell, and the butler immediately went upstairs and walked to Ying Duo.
Ying Duo didn't know what to do, "Chasing the tree, try to plant it as soon as possible."
The butler wanted to say that he couldn't hurry, but he thought of Tang Guanqi sitting below, maybe this It was the turning point for the owner to ease the quarrel: "Okay, I'll urge you." Tang Guanqi has been in Shoucen Mountain, but Ying Duo opened all the doors and couldn't see her.
He sat in the study with open doors and heard her talking to the butler on the terrace outside.
The housekeeper asked her if she wanted to prepare for her birthday party. Her voice should be very light and intermittent, and he couldn't hear it clearly. "Maybe...no need, then...thank you, Yingsheng's birthday is not far away, so why not ask Yingsheng."
After a moment, the voice disappeared again, She returned to quiet again, but she disappeared.
Ying Duo couldn't sit still, so he got up and walked to the innermost room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.
But there was no answer.
He knew maybe she didn't want to see him, so he stood outside the door for a while. When he was about to leave, he turned around and saw a figure walking towards the corridor.
Tang Guanqi was wearing a goose yellow tassel skirt and holding a handful of bright light yellow gladiolus, which was like a dazzling and brilliant sun.
Ying Duo saw that she was not in the room, but outside, and felt like she had a life of surviving a disaster. He strode to her and held her shoulder with his big hand: "Where did you go just now?"
Tang Guanqi didn't understand why he had this expression. She just raised her hand holding the flower slightly and signaled her where to go:
"The original flower has withered. I asked the butler for a handful of fresh cut flowers and wanted to put them in the room."
He relaxed his chest tightly and took the initiative, "I'll help you with it."
< br>Tang Guanqi was a little surprised. She glanced at the flower in her hand, but after a moment, she said softly: "Okay, come in."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one One 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one read!
She turned the door open, inside the same as when she went out.
In fact, she still put things randomly and lived in a suite by herself, which always seemed to be in no rules in this room.
The souvenirs brought to her by her friend were scattered on the table. The thin coat she wore was placed on the sofa at the end of the bed. The book was turned on and turned upside down on the table. It was stirred up a little while burning so that it was not burned. The even aromatic candle is not very messy, but it has a sense of disorder.
But all this has the familiarity of Tang Guanqi here, which almost hits her.
The housekeeper dared not touch her things easily, and the servants would not come in often, but would throw garbage occasionally. This place completely became the nest of Tang Guanqi's snail residence.
He walked in and felt as if he was greedy to suck every inch of her trace. She was willing to let him in, and it was already a warm feeling to him that he had grasped his lifeline.
Tang Guanqi didn't want to speak, but just cleared the vase himself, put the flowers on the desk.
She cut the lower end with the scissors she had just come, and then broke off the excess leaves on the branches to avoid getting nutrients. Ying Duo stood beside her, imitating her appearance, and also cleared the flowers and leaves. .
The two of them stood very close, and his arm would rub against her shoulders during the movements, and she avoided him slightly.
She has always been very focused. After processing the large handful of gladiolus, she put down her scissors and inserted the last gladiolus into the vase. The processing of the flowers is just processing the flowers.
Ying Duo suddenly asked, "Can I hug you?"
Tang Guanqi looked up at her in a daze, Ying Duo stared at her, her eyes surging like dark mist and thirst. The man's chest was slightly undulating, and the white T-shirt could not suppress his surging at all. The man's dry and masculine aura tangled around violently.
She seemed to be able to feel the huge waves in his body, and thought quietly for a moment, nodded slightly.
Ying Duo immediately stretched out his long arms to hug her and hugged her in his arms. She was very soft, so soft that it seemed to fill every inch of the gap in his chest. His chest was pressing against her, and he was breathing violently. The ups and downs and the fluctuations in the chest were clearly conveyed to her.
The wide palm spreads and presses against the back of her arm, and the other arm is tied around her waist.
When he was involved in the wound that had just been sewn with a needle today, he didn't feel the pain, he just wanted to hold her, at least she was willing to let him hold her now.
The sunset had already set foot on the mountain, and only the gradually brightening of the stars outside the floor-to-ceiling windows could be seen, and the lights were white.
He greedily sucked the quiet and cold breath on her body. Dusan seemed to be addicted. His arms tightened and tightened, holding her in his chest.