Perfect Match

He took He'an's cold hand and covered it into his fiery palm.

"Baby, I remember all things before, I can give you what you want now. My dad has been remembering Lily of the Valley and wants to hug his little granddaughter. We will bring Lily of the Valley home today. , Go to the house in the mountain at night and have a meal with my family. In a few days, I will arrange a grand wedding for you, where we meet for the first time in Jinyuan Twin Towers. We will send another Announcement, let everyone know that you are my Omega. In the future, if you miss your studies, you will continue to Yuanda University, and if you want to do something else, I will follow you. "

He suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly took out a water-blue ring box from his pocket and opened it to He An: "Look, this is a pair of wedding rings that my dad gave me. At the wedding, I will be Put it on for all your guests. "

He lowered his head and kissed He An's fingertips: "Are you happy? Smile at me?"

He An, like he was shocked by electricity, quickly withdrew his hands and hid in the shallow folds of his clothes.

Zheng Feizhen froze: "You ... unwilling?"

"Ok."

"why?"

"I want to stay here."

Zheng Feiyu frowned. "What's so good here?"

He has lived in a large city neon all night long, and is accustomed to the sense of fulfillment brought by the fast pace and high efficiency. The craftsmanship of tea making, perfume, embroidery, and grinding in Luoyang Town is nothing to him. Different from idle time.

Suddenly, Zheng Fei's expression changed: "Dai Xiao?"

Are you with him?

He An opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, but somehow he turned his mind and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

Zheng Feiyu thought he was acquiesced. He was anxious on the spot, put the ring box on the table, pressed his thin shoulders, and whispered, "He An, the person you love is me! You were four years ago. When I am reading, the person I love is already me! He An, do n’t be confused, you remember clearly, you are here— "

He pointed to He An's heart: "It's just me!"

Every word was angry and thunderous.

He An gave a slight sigh, then "snaked" and smiled, raised his head after he smiled, and asked lightly, "I can't only love one person in my life, I loved you before, now I love him ... can't I?"

"But you're lying to me."

Zheng Feiyue approached him, staring straight at him, as if there was a bit of unwillingness in Hai Hai's affection: "Dai Xiao, he didn't even give you the mark."

Unexpectedly, he felt only a pain in his nose, a bang on his lips, soft, with a bitter tea fragrance. Immediately a hot air blew and hit my face.

Zheng Feiyu was there, and it took a long time for him to react—

He An is kissing him.

Behind a curtain of green tea at the tea shop, He An was kissing him in a corner that no one saw. The sudden intimacy was no different from the nights that had soothed him.

Omega's lips are a bit cold, but still soft. Zheng Feiyu was seduced by the sporadic lily of the valley, hesitated to wonder, and he did n’t ask much why, quickly sinking in it, mainly anti-passengers, grabbing He An ’s waist and neck, probing into his tongue, catching fierce sucking, giving out stickiness And the sound of porn.

The heart beats fast, alas, like a string of drum beats that are more and more rapid.

He couldn't stop trembling with joy.

He An still loves him, doesn't he? They are a match made in heaven and earth. What kind of overnight feud can there be? What other couples have grievances and cannot be written off in lingering kisses?

When the kiss was finally enough, Zheng Feichang took a sigh of relief and looked at He An with a loving heart. However, when he saw He An's eyes clearly, it seemed like a bucket of ice water was dripping down his head, and it was extremely cold.

He An was unemotional.

There were no sparks in those eyes, and no matter how beautiful they were, there would be nothing.

Zheng Feiyu read it for a long time before he finally understood this desperate silence—it's not like a piece of damp wood. It will not ignite today, and it will dry in the next day. There is always a chance to ignite. It is more like a extinguished charcoal, which has been burned vigorously, and there is no possibility of re-ignition.

He An held his finger, pulled it over, and gently covered his wrist.

Under the icy skin, the pulse was pulsating beat by beat, monotonous, boring, step by step, and there was no vitality awakened by love.

what happened?

That warm kiss, even two strangers should--

"You have taught me before that pheromones can't lie, and heartbeat can't lie. If the heartbeat doesn't lie, it means no love. So ..." He An paused, his voice was soft, and he had an inappropriate tenderness "So you see, I really don't love you anymore."

"He An ..."