Chapter 17: Chapter 17:

She raised her head and looked over and found that a girl was sitting

diagonally across from her, and the smell came from the girl.

Perhaps Ning Mitang looked up and disturbed the girl, and she also looked up.

The sights of both sides touched and fell on each other's face, both were

slightly taken aback.

Ning Mitang was surprised that the girl's face was covered with red acne, and

her cheeks were densely packed, red and swollen, and looked a little hard to

see. It's not that I have never seen a person with a lot of acne, but it was

the first time she saw it in such a serious condition.

However, the girl's gaze fell on Ning Mitang's face with a stunning look. It

was the first time that she saw such a good-looking person, especially the

smooth and delicate skin, whiter than milk, and glowing with moisturizing

light, enough to make every girl envy.

Maybe it was a little silly to see. After looking back, the girl, Huang Min,

realized that Ning Mitang was also looking at herself. Her face covered with

red acne was ashamed, and she bowed her head in a daze.

Ning Mitang's nose was wrinkled, and she was serious about smelling the

special, pungent smell. She remembered where she smelled it.

After thinking for a while, she remembered.

When the body was found in Unmanned Lake that day, she also smelled this

pungent smell on the body.

Her thoughts rolled, her beautiful eyebrows frowned. She didn't smell the

other person in danger or death. Why did she have the same special smell on

Liang Yanting's body?

it's wired......

Ning Mitang's thoughts returned to her senses until the shaking chat window

popped up on the computer screen.

Editor: For nothing, have you read what happened on Weibo?

Ning Mitang hasn't been on Weibo in the past two days, so she really doesn't

know what happened.

Three points white: Haven't watched yet, what's wrong?

Editor: The film and television company has already contacted me and intends

to buy the film and television rights to the "Qing Qing Cheng" you are

serializing now. As for the fact that Qianshui Xiaoxiao's "Hit Definite

Encounter" uploaded on Weibo will stop you and sell the film and television

rights, the other party is completely trying to use you to make a hype. For

nothing, you'd better be mentally prepared.

Three points white: Okay, thank you Fengfeng for reminding me. Let me see

what's going on first.

Edit: I'll go ahead and discuss copyright matters, and I will talk to you when

there are results.

Ning Mitang logged on to Weibo, she glanced at the upper right corner, and

countless messages popped up.

The Weibo that was reposted the most was sent by a big V, and the content was:

"Three-point white has become a ** for too long, and its popularity is

gradually falling. The rising star of the literary world, Xiaoshui Xiaoxiao,

will take over the three-point white position and become a new generation of

beauty gods. "Fit and Definite Encounter" is expected to sell a million film

rights before "Qing Qing Cheng"."

The number of comments on that Weibo has reached nearly 100,000.

"The little demon is doing things and wants to step on our house to take the

upper hand."

"I haven't seen anyone like this, who actually pretends to replace us, are you

afraid of being beaten?"

"Just let the three-pointed white ** take the upper position, and I actually

stepped on a foot. This operation is disgusting. It seems that my forty-meter

sword is about to be opened."

"It looks a bit like a demon, and the style of writing is imitating one-third

of the white. Do you want to surpass the master?"

"Who said that the popularity of three points is gradually falling? Go to the

Green Hydrology City to see, the click rate of each chapter is over one

million!"

......

Ning Mitang really didn't expect such a thing to happen. She knew that Su

Xiaotong was making herself famous recently. She had no idea, and she didn't

particularly care about it because of her leadership. However, at this moment,

seeing the comments from readers who defended her and supported her, Ning

Mitang felt that if she didn't do anything, not only did she make others think

that she was a bully, but also she was sorry for the readers' affection for

her.

I don’t know how long it took, after reading the reader’s comments, and trying

to reply to the private messages as much as possible, Ning Mitang reposted the

Weibo of the big V, and it was edited: I’m waiting at the top.

Less than a minute after Weibo was posted, readers exploded.

Little Fairy: Ah, ah, big, so domineering, so arrogant.

Innocent Gu: Is this still a big one in our Buddhism? Swollen, such a three-

pointer is in vain, I really like it.

Qingqing and Qingcheng: Fuck her, that's how it should be. The Great Buddha is

too long, and some people think it can be replaced.

Qingcheng is so handsome: I agree to go upstairs, thinking that there is a bit

of color, and the hype will become popular. We are three-pointed but great

gods, waiting for the demon-like little transparent at the top to pull her

down.

Miss Meididi: Do you need me to pass the ladder to the altar?

......

There are more and more commenters, and the number of reposts is tens of

thousands at once. Normally Buddhist diving readers can't help but surface and

support their own big ones.

Su Xiaotong, who is also on Weibo, of course also saw the Weibo forwarded by

Sanfenbai. She has been secretly following Sanfenbai before. Although she is a

great god, she has a low-key style, no hype, no marketing, and so on. Nothing

has been made public so far. It was because the other party was so forbearing

and the character of the Buddhism that she would use her to hype it, after

all, it was not the first time.

She didn't expect that the other party would fight back this time, "waiting at

the top", these words deeply pierced Su Xiaotong's eyes. Is it ridiculing her

low status, not qualified to compare with her, not comparable to her meaning?

Thinking of this, Su Xiaotong's hand holding the mobile phone gradually

tightened, unprovoked, a kind of disgust for the three-pointer in his heart.

The beautiful eyes staring at the screen flashed a trace of disdain, but she

had become famous earlier than her. Do you really think of yourself as a god?

Among the great gods of the same period, she was the most mysterious and never

showed her face. Many readers guessed that she was ugly, so she hid her head

and her brain and didn't want to be embarrassed.

She tapped her finger on the phone, and soon, she sent the edited private

message to a big V for the other party to send it.

The surroundings of the library were quiet, Ning Mitang was still replying to

readers' messages, and suddenly, a girl's voice sounded.

"Excuse me, can you lend me the pen?"

Ning Mitang looked over, and the girl with acne on the opposite side looked at

her with a little shame, "Yes." She passed a black pen on her right hand,

"Lend it to you."

Huang Min didn't expect that the other party was not only good-looking, but

even the voice seemed to have been kissed by God, clear and sweet, and she was

really a girl favored by God.

"Thank you." She said slowly after receiving the black pen.

Ning Mitang didn't say much, and continued to look down at the computer. This

girl made her feel uncomfortable.

As the setting sun goes down, golden sunlight is scattered in front of the

library gate, and the surrounding area is coated with a layer of soft light,

which is incredibly beautiful.

Looking at Ning Mitang's back, Huang Min looked a little fascinated, she had

never envied a person so much.

"What are you doing here?" Li Qinglian pushed Huang Min in a daze.

"Why do you say that some people are so spoiled by God, and they are born with

a fairy face, and they also have a nice voice?" Huang Min said to himself a

little.

"That's not good for parents' genes." Li Qinglian looked at Huang Min's face,

even if she didn't have the bumpy red acne, her facial features were very

ordinary.

Huang Min nodded, his tone indifferent, "Yes."

"Stop talking about it."

Li Qinglian pulled her, "Let's go to the dining hall, I'm hungry." Since Liang

Yanting in the dormitory had an accident, out of fear, Liao Qiqi ignored her

and she had to stick to Huang Min. Except for being too taciturn and dull, she

is still easy to get along with.

"Let's go."

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, Ning Mitang didn't expect to

meet Song Jingchen and Su Xiaotong. Thinking of the things on Weibo, she felt

a little bit distracted.

"Mitang, there are three days off next week. The collaboration will want to

hold a tourist activity. The destination is Meishan." Song Jingchen's eyes

were gentle. "The scenery there is very good, which is helpful for

inspiration. Everyone has signed up, and you too Come join, okay?"

Ning Mitang hesitated.

Su Xiaotong, who was standing on the side, smiled, "Yes, we are all

participating, and you can bring your company at that time." Now people in the

Chinese department are telling about her boyfriend. That day, she asked for

leave and didn't see it. This opportunity made Song Jingchen give up on her.

Ning Mitang has always been not interested in group activities, but everyone

has participated, and she is not easy to shirk, thinking of this, she smiled:

"Okay, count my quota."

Song Jingchen had a warm smile on her mouth, "Okay, I will announce the list

in the collaboration group later, and also inform related matters."

Ning Mitang nodded.

Before leaving, Su Xiaotong reminded Ning Mitang again that he could bring

friends to participate. Ning Mitang just smiled and didn't say much.

In the apartment, as soon as Mo Huai, who was sitting on the sofa watching the

TV boredly, heard the door opening, he quickly stood up and walked over,

"Tangtang is back."

"Yeah." Ning Mitang took the vegetables into the kitchen.

Mo Huai stuck tightly behind her.

Standing next to the kitchen counter, he stared straight at Ning Mitang's

profile, under the bright incandescent lamp. Snow-white skin is delicate and

smooth. His eyes moved slowly to her ears, the black hair was pinned behind

her ears, revealing the small, delicate and beautiful ears.

Mo Huai's throat slid up and down, and his thin lips were a bit dry. He tasted

the taste there last night. It was really delicious. The little ear beads were

teased by the tip of his tongue, as if to It melted in his cold mouth.

"Tangtang."

"Huh?" Ning Mitang scooped up some soup, tasted the taste, and felt that it

was suitable, so she put out the fire.

"Tangtang." Mo Huai looked at her with dark and heavy eyes, "Can I go to

school every day to pick you up?"

"Why?" Ning Mitang stopped and looked at him suspiciously.

"I want to see you a little longer, and I want to hear your voice longer." Mo

Huai's clean, handsome face looked sincere. I don't know if his throat has

recovered. His voice is no longer the hoarse and harsh ears of the previous

resurrection, but clear magnetic ears, deep and powerful, "Can you?"

Ning Mitang's dark eyes blinked, and she asked, "Mo Huai, are you bored in the

apartment?" She thought that Mo Huai could only stay in the apartment every

day and wait to see her. It must be extremely boring.

Mo Huai half-hanged his head and looked at the ground, his thin lips

tightened, his aggrieved expression self-evident.

Seeing his pitiful expression, Ning Mitang felt a little painful.

"Ok."

After getting the answer, Mo Huai's dark eyes were shining brightly,

"Tangtang, you are so kind." It was said on TV: Pretending to be pitiful to a

girl, and loving her to death, um, it is really effective.

After dinner, Ning Mitang took Mo Huai to the mall.

Today is not a weekend, there are not many people visiting the mall, only a

few people. Therefore, the beauty of Ning Mitang and Mo Huai is becoming more

and more conspicuous.

There are many shoe shops on the first floor, clothes on the second floor, and

home appliances, mobile phones, and computers on the third floor. Ning Mitang

took Mo Huai into a mobile phone shop.

"Welcome, what kind of mobile phones do you want to buy?" A male salesperson

came over.

"I want to pick him a mobile phone. It doesn't need too much function. The

main function is to make calls." Ning Mitang replied.

"You two, please." The male salesperson led them to the cell phone counter.

"You can take a look at this."

"Tangtang, you want to buy me a mobile phone?" Mo Huai approached Ning Mitang

and asked in a low voice.

He didn't know what the phone was, but he had seen Ning Mitang use it.

"Ok."

"What does this do?" he asked.

Ning Mitang explained to him: "With it, you can find me."

Mo Huai nodded, with a little disdain in his dark eyes, and a little proud,

"No need to buy, no need to use this, I can find you." Fearing that Ning

Mitang did not realize his power, he added One sentence, "You can be found no

matter how far away."

Ning Mitang became accustomed to Mo Huai's blunt words, but when she saw the

male salesperson standing opposite her with embarrassment and consternation,

her face instantly flushed.

She lowered her voice and went to Mo Huai's ear to explain: "Mobile phones are

different." She held back her shyness, blushing, and said: "Call, you can hear

my voice anytime and anywhere."

The girl next to her ears sighed like a blue, her voice was low and thin, with

a touch of tenderness, Mo Huai felt his ears itchy and numb. It feels strange,

but it's very comfortable.

Dark eyes seemed to fall into the stars, Mo Huairuyu's handsome face was full

of joy, "Tangtang, I want a mobile phone." He wanted to hear her voice

anytime.

The male salesperson twitched his mouth and tried to ignore the couple's show

of affection. "Sir, this phone is very suitable for long conversations." Just

now, he vaguely heard the conversation between the two and hurried to sell.

Long talk time? Does it mean that you can listen to Tangtang's voice for a

long time? That's great.

"Tangtang, do we want this?"

Ning Mitang took the black phone and checked the functions inside. They were

all complete. The brand is famous for its durable batteries and long talk

time. "Just buy this one."

After returning to the apartment, Ning Mitang saved his mobile phone number

into Mo Huai's new mobile phone.

"You can click here in the future to call me." She demonstrated again and gave

him the phone. "Listen to it."

Mo Huai put the phone on his ear, Ning Mitang's voice really came from the

phone, "This little thing is very practical." He praised the phone again,

obviously like it very much.

Ning Mitang taught him how to use the basic functions of the mobile phone. Mo

Huai never forgets the basic functions. He picked up the phone, took advantage

of Ning Mitang's carelessness, opened the software called the camera inside,

and took a few photos in a row at Ning Mitang.

"What are you doing with me? Delete."

Mo Huai hurriedly clutched his phone, as if he was a big baby. He always shook

his head to Ning Mitang, who was obedient to Ning Mitang's words. He disagreed

with him, "No, when you are away, I want to see the photos and think about

you."

Ning Mitang was coaxed by his casual sweet words, her face was hot, and her

heart softened, "It's up to you."

After flipping on the phone for a while, Mo Huai secretly set her photo as a

screensaver according to what Ning Mitang taught before. Just press the phone

and you can see her, which is great.

I bought a mobile phone for Mo Huai to facilitate contact, and sometimes I can

call her to prevent him from being too bored in the apartment. However, what

Ning Mitang didn't expect was that she regretted it not long after the

decision was implemented.

When she was in the library before, her mobile phone was muted and the

vibration was not turned on. Until she returned to the dormitory and took her

mobile phone out of her bag, she was shocked by the missed calls above. There

were nearly a hundred missed calls, all from one person, Mo Huai.

In less than an hour, did Mo Huai start calling her after she walked out of

the apartment?

Without waiting for her to think, the screen of the phone in her hand

flickered.

After pressing the answer, there immediately said: "Tangtang?" The voice was

urgent, anxious, and panic.

Ning Mitang walked to the small balcony outside with Jiang Youyou's ears

erected, eyes full of gossip, "What's wrong?"

"Why did you listen to my call for so long?" Mo Huai's voice was a little

annoyed and worried. "If you don't answer my call this time, I will go to

you." The call was never answered, he was afraid of her. What's up.

"Sorry, I mute the phone, I don't know if you called me." Ning Mitang felt

sour in her heart, soft, half-dangling eyes, which blocked the emotion of the

cloud and sea waves inside.

In the dark night, the half-dead moon was blocked by clouds, and only a few

faint rays of moonlight penetrated.

At this time, her voice was very soft and soft, "Not next time."

The coldness in Mo Huai's eyes, who was standing downstairs, faded, and

Junling's tight chin softened, "It's okay, I don't blame you." He started

walking upstairs, "Tangtang."

"Huh?" Ning Mitang responded with a smile.

"Tangtang." Mo Huai called into the phone again.

In the quiet night, the voice from the other end of the phone came clearly,

and Ning Mitang could hear the joyful and lingering meaning. The fingertips

holding the phone tightened, and the apex of her heart tightened. She

responded: "Yes."

"Tangtang, I want to see you." Mo Huai was very straightforward.

Ning Mitang's voice is a bit soft, without the usual clear spirit, soft, soft,

"Well, I see."

Mo Huai on the other end of the phone yelled again, each more sticky, as if

the two words were carved into his mind, and he blurted out.

The phone in her ear was hot and hot, Ning Mitang was standing outside the

small balcony, listening to Mo Huai calling her loudly, and then walking back

to the dormitory until the phone turned off automatically.

Jiang Youyou looked at the people who walked in and joked: "Did you finish

talking with your boyfriend?"

Patting her hot cheeks, Ning Mitang responded in a low voice, "Yes."

"Oh, really." Jiang Youyou exclaimed.

Fang Ya, who was already lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone,

heard this and snorted slightly, her eyes full of disdain.

In her opinion, Ning Mitang, whose parents have both died, no matter what skin

care products or clothes she wears, everything is not a low-priced product.

With this kind of life experience, if she hadn't been taken care of by the

owner, how could she afford a big brand product?

......

On Friday, the sky is clear, the sun is shining, and the blue sky is clear,

which makes people feel unspeakably comfortable.

On the left hand side of the school gate, people from the Collaboration Club

came to the meeting point one after another.

"Senior, have some breakfast first. I'll help you register the number of

people." Su Xiaotong handed the breakfast to Song Jingchen and took the

notebook in his hand.

"Thank you then." Song Jingchen's golden frame shined in the sun, and his tone

was as gentle as ever.

"It should be."

Su Xiaotong smiled shyly. Today, she deliberately wore a new skirt. The pale

yellow chiffon fabric set off her delicate skin, which has the beauty of

spring flowers blooming.

"By the way, classmate Mitang hasn't come yet. I don't know if she will bring

her boyfriend?" Su Xiaotong watched Song Jingchen's actions for breakfast,

with an unclear look in her eyes.

Fang Ya told her before that Ning Mitang not only has a boyfriend, but may

also be supported by a gold master, such a disgusting woman, she really wants

Song Jingchen to see her face clearly.

Song Jingchen didn't speak, his handsome face was a bit ugly.

Su Xiaotong followed his gaze and looked over. On the other side of the road,

a pair of handsome men and women were walking here. That is......

"Good morning Brother Song, I'm here." Ning Mitang walked over with Mo Huai

and said hello.

Song Jingchen threw the breakfast on his hand into the trash can, "Morning."

He moved his gaze to the tall figure beside the girl, his eyes half-squinted

behind the golden glasses, he looked at the other person with a sizing look:

"This is..."

At this moment, Su Xiaotong on the side was the first to speak, with a smile

on her delicate face: "Student Mitang, is this your boyfriend?" She has never

seen such a handsome man.

The tall and slender body easily controls a simple casual wear. The overly

cold black eyes do not have a trace of warmth, the eyebrows are cold and

brave, the thin lips are slightly pale, but they can't block the excellent lip

shape. The delicate features are more elegant than the crescent moon.

Ning Mitang looked at Mo Huai, and under his gaze, she responded: "Yeah."

As soon as the words fell, Mo Huai's eyes lit up, as if the night sky was full

of stars, shining brightly. He murmured, "Boyfriend." After watching a lot of

TV, he certainly knew what a boyfriend was.

Although Su Xiaotong is not happy to see Ning Mitang's boyfriend look so good,

it is a good thing to put an end to Song Jingchen's thoughts.

She turned her head and looked at Song Jingchen, and after holding back the

various thoughts in her heart, she said: "The crowd is almost here, you can

get in the car and wait."

"it is good."

Ning Mitang didn't notice Song Jingchen's darkened face, and she took Mo Huai

onto the tourist bus. It came later than the others, and the front seat was

full.

"You can sit there, there are still two adjacent seats left." Deputy Chief

Changjiang Xiancai said warmly.

"okay, thank you."

Finally, Ning Mitang and Mo Huai sat in the bottom row.

As soon as he sat down, the expression of joy on Mo Huai's face could no

longer be restrained. He leaned over to Ning Mitang who was sitting by the

window, "Tangtang, am I your boyfriend?" He asked directly.

Ning Mitang looked out the window, her face flushed.

"I heard you just now, you said I was your boyfriend." Mo Huai's dark eyes

stared at Ning Mitang deeply, and there was a beautiful shattered light

flashing inside, and he held the girl with the little hand that was resting on

her thigh. , The rhetoric: "Don't deny it."

He approached Ning Mitang kindly, rubbing his cold fingertips on the backs of

her delicate and smooth hands, "Tangtang, I know, boyfriend means love." Mo

Huai's thin lips were raised and raised. Rising up, bending into a charming

arc, satisfying and proud, "I am the person you like."

Because he was happy, he gently shook Ning Mitang's hand, and continued to

mutter words in her ear: "After a word is said, it is difficult to follow a

horse. I am your boyfriend, Tangtang, you can't go back."

The tip of Ning Mitang's ears had already been spread by thin red, and under

the sunlight that had penetrated the glass, the tiny fluff was also

embarrassing. She didn't expect Mo Huai to be so excited and joyful, and

suddenly she felt more distressed. She nodded: "No regrets."

She never thought that she would like someone, such a unique person. From the

moment her heartbeat began to accelerate for him, she had already raised her

hand to surrender, willing to give her whole heart.

After getting an answer, Mo Huai's pale lips were instantly stained with

spring colors, and the curvature of the corners of his lips overturned and was

full of brilliance.

Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was very lively, and everyone was in

a high mood, discussing writing. Especially for Su Xiaotong, everyone eagerly

asked her questions. After all, she was the most famous among those present.

"The service station is here. If you want to go to the bathroom and get off,

people who are hungry rush to buy food." Jiang Xiancai stood up and reminded

everyone.

At the corner of the rear tail seat, Ning Mitang pushed away Mo Huai who was

clinging to her, "Let's get out of the car too, for some ventilation."

"Listen to you." Mo Huai was in a good mood.

"Then let go of your hand first." He shook it all the way. Fortunately, his

hand was cold. After holding it for so long, the palms of the two did not

sweat.

Mo Huai let it go obediently, and kept it for later.

There are many vehicles at the service station, especially buses, which almost

fill up the parking space.

Immediately after getting off the car, Ning Mitang was about to breathe in

fresh air. He didn't expect to smell a dangerous smell and a strong smell of

dying people.

this is......

A group of people who walked down on the face should also be tourists, and

those smells were exuding from them. The strong smell seemed to indicate that

they would all die in the next second.

Ning Mitang trembled and died?

"Tangtang, what's the matter with you?" Mo Huai interrupted her guessing when

she saw her face solemn and solemn.

Ning Mitang took a few deep breaths and felt very heavy. After passing by

these people around her, there would be accidents later, so many lives, are

they gone?

"I'm fine." Trying to control his emotions, Ning Mitang proposed to sit in the

dining area over there.

The dining area of the service station is very large and has enough

locations. Everyone has been in the car for too long, so all come down here to

rest or buy some food.

Ning Mitang picked a clean place and sat down with Mo Huai.

After resting for nearly 20 minutes, it was estimated that it was time for the

assembly. When he saw the passengers getting up and leaving, Ning Mitang

suddenly exclaimed, "My necklace is gone."

The passengers looked over.

Ning Mitang repeated again loudly: "My necklace is gone."

Song Jingchen and Su Xiaotong were both resting next to them. When they heard

Ning Mitang's cry, they all came over, "Mitang, what happened?"

"The necklace is gone. I suspect someone here has stolen it." Ning Mitang said

loudly, "You can't go. If you can't find the necklace, I will call the

police."

As soon as her words fell, the crowd became commotion, and everyone was

talking.

Su Xiaotong said: "Student Mitang, will this delay everyone's time?"

"Then I have lost my things, so do that?" Ning Mitang glanced at her.

"I didn't mean that." Su Xiaotong's pretty face showed a look of

embarrassment, her black eyes were a little bit watery, a little aggrieved.

"Whoever of you took my necklace and handed it over quickly, I won't pursue

it." Ning Mitang stopped looking at her and continued to speak loudly.

"Little sister, we don't even know what your necklace looks like, why did we

take it?" an uncle spoke.

"Yes, we didn't get your necklace. Don't delay our journey." The aunt next to

her also said.

"That is, we are leaving, can you control it?" Other people also asked.

At this moment, Mo Huai stood up, and his cold black eyes scanned the crowd.

Without a trace of color, the cold eyes fell on the passengers, making them

feel unreasonably cold. He slowly said, "Tangtang said you If you can't go,

then you can't go."

There was a moment of silence around him, and no one dared to refute the tall

figure in front of him.

Then, in the incredible eyes of everyone, Mo Huai's complexion was soft, and

he approached Ning Mitang with a shy face, and said nervously: "What is

Tangtang's necklace like? I'll find it for you." The voice was soft and messy.

Facing the nervous look in Mo Huai's eyes, Ning Mitang looked away, full of

guilt, "A silver chain, and the pendant is a ring with words engraved on it."

"Okay, I'll help Tangtang find it, don't worry, I will definitely find it for

you." Mo Huai comforted her.

The crowd was stopped by Mo Huai's momentum just now. Mo Yi didn't dare to

leave, dared not to speak, and could only watch the other party searching one

by one.

I don't know how long it took before the smell of dying from the group of

passengers has completely disappeared.

Ning Mitang was overjoyed, but she didn't expect that she would really stop

her, and the smell of dying would disappear, which meant that the danger of

this group of people had passed and that death would not happen.

At this moment, Mo Huai found Ning Mitang's necklace at the foot of a chair,

"Tangtang, I found it."

"Thank you." Ning Mitang closed the necklace, her clear black eyes were dyed

with gentle colors, "Mo Huai, you are so kind."

Back in the car, the other people in the collaboration were already sitting in

their original positions. They saw Ning Mitang and Mo Huai getting in the car

with different expressions. Especially for Ning Mitang, everyone felt very

speechless after seeing her brutal style just now.

The drive to Meishan is a bit far, and it was already more than two o'clock in

the afternoon when I arrived.

"Everyone, take your luggage, don't miss it."

After everyone got out of the car with their luggage, Song Jingchen took them

into a villa where not only could they stay in, but also the hot springs.

The surroundings of the villa are very quiet, and there are pleasant bird

calls in the distance, giving a feeling of remoteness.

"This is your room card. They are all double rooms. Take them." Song Jingchen

issued the room card to everyone. Many of the people who participated in the

event brought couples. When he came to Ning Mitang, his hand that issued the

card had a meal.

"Thank you." Mo Huai took the room card directly from Song Jingchen's hand,

and didn't notice that the other's face changed color. "Tangtang, let's go

find a room." Being able to sleep in the same room as Tangtang again, um, so

happy.

"Song brother, let's go to find the room first." Ning Mitang greeted Song

Jingchen and walked inside with Mo Huai.

Song Jingchen looked at the two like-matched figures away from each other, his

eyes darkened behind the glasses.

The villa is very large, divided into four parts: spring, summer, autumn and

winter.

After passing a small road planted with green bamboos, Ning Mitang found the

winter area on the room card, and the room was behind the two hot springs.

Entering the room, there is a lot of space inside, with two beds placed in the

middle, and the rest are furniture such as sofas.

Ning Mitang left her luggage on the table in front of the TV. She lay down on

a bed and was very tired after sitting in the car for so long.

"Tangtang, are you tired?" Mo Huai leaned over.

"Yeah." Ning Mitang lay down and didn't want to move.

Mo Huai squatted on the edge of her bed, looking straight at her, "Tangtang, I

want to lie down too."

"No way."

Ning Mitang gave him an angry look, and refused without hesitation.

Mo Huai pursed his thin lips, a little annoyed: "I have become your boyfriend.

I want to lie down with you."

Seeing the eager look on his face, Ning Mitang remembered his performance at

the service station, and was silent for a while before speaking, "Come on."

Mo Huai was overjoyed. As soon as he got a response, his tall body immediately

lay down. He turned to his side and looked at the girl. He felt the warmth of

her body when he was so close.

Tasting the sweetness, Mo Huai put his head close to Ning Mitang, his thin

eyes drooping, and he asked in a low voice, "Tangtang, would you like to kiss

me?" His black and bright eyes were fiery, not at all. Looked at her covertly.