Ye Minglang's little hand fell on Song Chixian's chest and kept moving, and Song Chixian seemed to be trapped in it and could not extricate himself.

He likes to see his beloved girl acting cute with her and get angry. He doesn't have time to enjoy it, so how could he stop him?

Song Chixian had been waiting for Ye Minglang to stop beating him. Then he carefully held the other party's hands, stroked them carefully, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Ye Minglang immediately pulled his hand back as if he was touched by electricity.

The man's actions are intimate, but she is not very adaptable to such intimate actions.

Ye Minglang turned around a little embarrassedly, not wanting to pay attention to Song Chixian.

Seeing this, Song Chixian approached Ye Minglang's junior, put his hands on the other party's shoulders, leaned close to the girl's ears, and said, "Look, just say you'll be angry."

Hearing this twitching and heart-stringing words, Ye Minglang seemed to feel an arrow in his heart. She shook her shoulders, broke free from Song Chixian's hands, and whispered: "Stop making trouble."

Ye Minglang's words were mixed with the meaning of begging, but they made people feel relaxed and happy.

Song Chixian only felt that the girl was begging him for mercy, but she was not so frank. He knew that at this moment, the girl's cheeks must have been red and red to his ears. He wanted to hold the other person in his hand and kiss him frantically, brushing away the other person's uneasiness and ripples.

After giving up, Song Chixian held Ye Minglang's hand again, and the two continued to walk forward leisurely.

After they walked for a while, Ye Minglang felt his heart pounding. She was a little worried that the man would notice her strangeness, so she had to speak and break the silence: "Why are you here today? Are you asking me for trouble?"

"If you're fine, can't you come to you?"

Ye Minglang pursed his lips: "I don't mean that..."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them stopped, and Song Chixian pulled Ye Minglang toward him, and he said, "I want to see you, that's all."

An undetectable arc appeared on Ye Minglang's mouth. She tried her best to hide this small movement and quickly retorted: "See you every day, won't you bother me?"

"Won't."

Song Chixian's voice suddenly became calm, which surprised Ye Minglang.

She just told a joke, but she didn't expect that she got a reply so seriously without any distractions. At the same time, she naturally raised her head and saw that the man's eyes turned into a tender look, but there was a lot of firmness and sincerity added to it.

She knew it in her heart.

This is a sincere heart, even if a person is cold, he can feel the tenderness of the other person.

But, what should she do? How should she respond to him?

This inexplicable feeling was the first time that appeared in her heart. She didn't know what to do to deal with it, but instead made her panic.

Ye Minglang nodded and tried to interpret this strange heart. She also wanted to know the result she got by choosing according to her inner self.

However, Song Chi-hyun saw through her.

He knew that a girl was ignorant and didn't know how to express her feelings, so he wouldn't force her to do anything.

At this time, Song Chixian took out an orange envelope from his top pocket and sealed it with fire paint, which was very grand.

"What's this?"

Song Chixian delivered the envelope to Ye Minglang. He didn't say much, but asked Ye Minglang to open the envelope by himself.
Chapter completed!