He Is Warmer Than Time

For a long time, Tang Jian didn't speak, Mu Mian awakened from a dream, and then secretly spurned himself, Mu Mian, Mu Mian, why are you so bold? Why are you so unreserved? You ask so bluntly, don't scare him.

She was flustered and smiled awkwardly: "That... I'm leaving now."

After speaking, he turned and left. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms with force.

For an instant, Mu Mian felt that his heartbeat had stopped.

His other hand also came up horizontally, enclosing her whole person, her chin resting on his shoulder, a faint smell of tobacco exuded from him, making her like a cloud.

"Don't go..." he said.

Mu Mian didn't know where to put her hands, she was at a loss and uneasy.

"Don't go, otherwise... I'm going to get wet," he said.

Mu Mian's mood was really ups and downs. She aggrieved: "Is it just because I was getting wet, that I didn't leave?"

His voice was low and he seemed to be in a good mood: "Otherwise? What else can it be because of?"

Mu Mian leaned on his arms and lay on his shoulders: "I...I asked the question, haven't you answered it yet?"

Tang Ji'an chuckled, "What do you want me to say?"

Mu Mian panicked even more: "I...I didn't want you to say anything, I just fainted, I just asked casually."

Tang Ji'an stroked her beautiful hair. Mu Mian might like him. This recognition made him feel better in this rainy night. The mood was so good that he couldn't restrain it, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

Tang Jian’s other big hand was lightly resting on her waist, his voice seemed to be soaked in the wind and frost of the old time, so she couldn’t help but immerse in it, he whispered: "Always come to me because you like me ?"

He realized that the queen mother had no idea what she was thinking.

Mu Miansheng sounded like mosquitoes and flies: "I...I won't say."

How could a girl confess first, because she would be despised by Tang Ji'an if she was not reserved.

"I thought you like Ye Cheng."

Mu Mian quickly raised his eyes to look at him with a serious expression: "I have nothing with Ye Cheng. We are just ordinary friends."

"So who do you like?"

Tang Ji'an likes to take the initiative in everything, even in love, he doesn't want to be passive, he hates the feeling of being passive.

Mu Mian stared into his eyes and said seriously: "I like you."

The rain fell on the two of them, Tang Ji'an's hand was still on her waist, he looked down at her so much, and felt that her cautiousness was very moving.

Yeah, why is he so slow? Mu Mian's liking should be considered quite obvious, why hasn't he noticed it all the time?

Mu Mian liked him, which made him feel very proud.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "You are the first girl to take the initiative to confess to me."

Mu Mian's face sank, feeling embarrassed: "Huh? No...impossible."

He is handsome and has an outstanding family background. He is already twenty-eight years old. How could no one have confessed to him.

Tang Ji'an buckled her waist with a full smile: "It is indeed the first one."

Because Tang Ji'an has always been cold and indifferent, and he is far away. A Zhong Qi has liked him for so many years. He has liked him since his freshman year. After nine years, he has not dared to say what he likes.

There are many people who like Tang Er Shao, but they dare to confess, Mu Mian is really the first one.

So, if you like someone, you just have to say it boldly.