Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

A few days later, during Meng Han's tennis practice, Shen Muyang went to swipe his card as usual.

The open-air tennis court was very windy, and Shen Muyang didn't even enter the court, but just lay there and watched from a distance across the green iron fence.

The sky is covered with dark clouds, but it doesn't look like it's going to rain. The weather has been like this recently. It's dark and gray, and people's cheeks hurt when the wind blows.

Meng Han was distracted several times while playing, and his eyes unconsciously swept over to Shen Muyang. She clearly saw the little girl shrinking her neck and putting her hands in her pockets, leaving only a small white face that could be exposed. But he was also trying his best to shrink into his collar, obviously freezing cold.

I don't know what's going on, whether to get angry with people or to prove something, if it's cold like this, it's just a matter of staying here.

During the intermission, Meng Han got off the field and covered himself with a towel, while using his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Shen Muyang.

[It's so cold, don't look back. 】

The little girl shivered from a distance and took out the phone from her pocket, looked at it and started typing.

[I want to see, senior, don't drive me away, okay? Innocent.jpg]

Meng Han would definitely agree to put it aside on other matters. Every time the little girl acts coquettishly with her, she can't stand it, but this is different.

Her body fell ill as soon as she blew the air, how could she be so foolish?

Meng Han frowned, [Be obedient. 】

【crying jpg】

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Meng Han wondered if she had created an image for the little girl who was very talkative.

Obviously a few months ago, Shen Muyang was afraid that she was afraid of something, and she would be sorry if she didn't, but now it's better, not only will she be disobedient, but she will also pinch her weakness?

Meng Han's face turned cold, he turned off the screen of his phone, and looked at it from a distance.

The little girl looked at her, her head lowered immediately, she probably knew she was wrong, but she still didn't leave.

"A Shui, you can do it for me below."

"Let's go, alright, no problem."

Meng Han greeted someone, and as soon as he packed his bag and slung it over his shoulder, he walked out. When he passed by Shen Muyang, he didn't give her a single glance.

Really, it gave her a headache.

After walking a few steps, he didn't hear the footsteps that followed. The girl was sticking to her very tightly recently, it shouldn't be, Meng Han wondered and turned around.

Well, the man was still sticking with it, and the deer's wet eyes looked at her, looked at her, and lowered his head again.

Why are you still playing with her deeply, watching the back silently behind her with the cold wind blowing?

Do you want her to come over to the whole sound system and make a background music for her, "For You and Me"?

Don't say it, it's quite fitting.

Meng Han took a few deep breaths and lost his temper.

Is the little girl in a rebellious period recently or something, so mad at her?

"Shen Muyang." Meng Han called her name.

The girl looked up at her.

"Come here." Meng Han sighed.

The little girl ran over, Meng Han waved the school uniform jacket in his hand and put his head over his head.

"Get dressed yourself."

"Oh."

This time, I was honest, I pulled down the jacket, zipped up the sleeves, and pulled it to the top and the second position.

The girl herself wore a sweater and her own school uniform inside, so that her whole body was bulging and swelled like a piece of bread.

Meng Han couldn't hold back, the corners of his lips curled up, and when the girl saw it, she immediately forcibly straightened the lip line again, making a displeased expression.

"Senior sister." Shen Muyang pursed her lips, "Is it because of me that you stopped playing?"

"What do you think?" Meng Han was annoyed.

"I don't know." The girl's expression was innocent.

Shen Muyang really didn't have a clue in her heart, and she didn't expect why Meng Hanqiu suddenly stopped playing halfway through.

Then he silently pushed the development line of things before and after, and it was easy to come to the conclusion that she was relying on her to force Meng Han down.

But she's not so narcissistic either.

And if this is the case, then she feels that she is quite ignorant this time.

Are you planning to trouble Meng Han by being so clingy?

Will she also one day become such a person who causes trouble for others because of her liking?

Shen Muyang felt a little sad and blamed herself, and at the same time, she also had a small sense of frustration.

Alas, it's really hard to chase people.

It is even more difficult to chase a school girl who is liked by thousands of boys and girls. If you are too sticky, you will not be able to feel your heart if you are not sticky.

The scale of this is really hard to grasp.

The mother and child have been soloed for two lifetimes, and Shen Xiaoxiaomei, who has no love experience at all, sighed with a sigh.

"???"

Meng Han, who was about to take advantage of the cold-faced situation to educate the elementary school girls, was stunned.

Did she just sigh?

Is this a mistake or. Are you unhappy with your cold-faced attitude?

Meng Han was a little uncertain, she found that as long as the girl was so unhappy, her heart would be soft, and she could no longer speak with a cold face.

"Xiaoyang."

"what?"

"Eat with me, I'm hungry."

The girl smiled and raised her eyebrows, remembering Meng Han's preferences, "Okay, I'll invite senior sister to drink milk."

Meng Han pondered for a while, and felt that she couldn't ruin her happiness at this time, so she could get a cheap bottle later, "Okay."

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Meng Han's worries still came true, after two days of hard work, on Saturday, Shen Muyang lay in the hospital again gloriously.

In winter, Shen Muyang is always a frequent visitor to the hospital.

Guan Moran and Zhu Yu came to visit the doctor and brought fruits and flowers.

Seeing her friend coming, Shen Muyang sat up cheerfully and leaned on the head of the bed.

Zhu Yu walked in with a dark face and said nothing, put the fruit basket on her bedside table, and dragged an extra chair over, and then she and Guan Moran sat beside her bed.

"Xiao Yang, it's not because you live more and more and go back. I used to think that you matured a lot when you were in the third year of junior high school. Now it seems that I really think too much."

Shen Muyang smiled shyly, knowing that Zhu Yu came with Huo'er.

Guan Moran sat on the chair, and her upper body was lying on the edge of Shen Muyang's bed, "Why are you so fierce, Xiaoyang is still sick!"

Zhu Yu ignored her and continued to train Shen Muyang, with a look of hating iron and not steel, "I heard that you got into such a ghost because you watched Senior Sister Meng Han play tennis, tell me, your IQ is a result of Is this idiot contagious?"

Zhu Yu glanced at Guan Moran, "What the **** are you chasing after people? You have to make yourself half dead. Are you chasing people or playing tricks?"

Guan Moran was also angry, she straightened up, and turned to Zhu Yu, "Can you talk well, just scold me, don't scold Xiao Yang!"

Zhu Yu didn't lift her eyes, she raised her hand very naturally at the moment Ran Ran rushed over, so that someone could bump into her arms, and then pressed it down to prevent Guan Moran from getting out.

The little girl was forced to bury her head in her chest, her hands and feet began to flutter, and Zhu Yu didn't care, she simply played the role of the strongest brain in the three-person team, and vowed to scold Shen Muyang.

"You brought yourself to the hospital to watch a game. What do you want Senior Sister Meng Han to think? How stressful is she in her heart? It's probably not easy to get angry with you because you're sick. If I were to suffocate her, she would die of suffocation."

Indeed.

It seems that Senior Sister Meng Han was on fire when she suddenly came down from the court that day, and she didn't send it out to her later, and she just passed the gag.

Now that I have been hospitalized and suffered myself, my senior must not be feeling well, but isn't it her fault?

"Ah." Shen Muyang nodded with a nod of his head, and his smile was not unsightly, "Yes."

Zhu Yu looked at her expression, her heart softened, her subordinates were relieved, and she sighed, "Xiao Yang, you have to love yourself when chasing people, and you have to pay attention to methods, understand? Senior Sister Meng Han has spoiled you enough."

Guan Moran fluttered for a long time, and finally came out while Zhu Yu let go.

Once she regained her freedom, she gritted her teeth and rubbed against Zhu Yu, and then slumped back to Shen Muyang's quilt knowing her own strength.

"I just want her to see me often." Shen Muyang lowered his head and muttered to himself.

Then, slowly I was moved and fell in love with myself.

However, she couldn't find a suitable method, she seemed too stupid, and she didn't have the slightest talent in this area.

Zhu Yu was right, if it wasn't for Senior Sister Meng Han being good-natured, or being good-natured towards her, I might be disgusted with her, and scolding her would be considered light.

But emotion is a common thing in the world, if it can be controlled rationally, it is not called emotion.

She didn't do well by herself this time. At this time, Zhu Yu trained her, and she was quite convinced.

But friends are outsiders after all. They can make suggestions, feel sorry for you, encourage you, and scold you, but they can't do anything for you.

In any case, this is just a battle for you alone. On the battlefield, swords, lights, swords and shadows, if you get hurt and touch, you have to suffer. Who let you think about it, it's your own willingness.

Whether or not you can win this battle in the end depends entirely on the wishes of the person you like.

The atmosphere became more and more solemn.

Guan Moran pulled the quilt, raised a smiling face to comfort her, "Xiao Yang, don't want to do this, the student union will have a party at the end of the year next week, you have to get well soon, and then you can play with Senior Sister Meng Han. "

"Okay." Shen Muyang twitched the corners of her lips. She was such an adult, so she shouldn't have complimented her friend's kindness. She forced herself to look interested.

After Zhu Yu heard it, he slowly turned off the fire and joined the discussion, "It seems that Senior Sister Jishan is treating you to the villa on Ronghai Road."

After chatting for a while, in less than an hour, the two saw that her spirit was not very good, so they left and let her rest.

Shen Muyang didn't know if it was starting to get hot again or the medicine was coming on, so groggy, she simply pulled on the quilt and went back to sleep.

But I closed my eyes and couldn't sleep.

It was like a ball of cotton had been forcibly stuffed into my mind, buzzing, heavy, suffocating and stuffy.

What was even more uncomfortable after the end was that she seemed to miss Meng Han.

I didn't have this problem before, people with major and minor illnesses are used to it, and one person has survived just like this, and I don't think it's a big deal.

But now, I have a person in my heart, and I still like her.

The human heart begins to become fragile and sensitive, especially hypocritical.

I want to see the person I like, I want that person to accompany her, ask for warmth, love her and coax her.

In fact, it doesn't make any sense. There are many people who can't make her head dizzy and her body not uncomfortable, but she just wants that person by her side.

Oh, it's really useless.

Shen Muyang complained to herself in her heart.

But she still wanted to see Meng Han and hear Meng Han's voice.

If only I could make a phone call, but right now, I really can't.

It's too embarrassing for her to call Meng Han at this time.

Because of the dead skin sticking to people watching the game, the life was worn off the court. As a result, when he turned around, he was sickened by the cold wind because of his death, and he ended up lying in the hospital without stopping.

Have to call people, pestering people to chat.

Really, Shen Muyang felt that she had conquered herself.

If someone treats her like this, she probably wants to pull that person directly into the blacklist of the mobile phone address book.

This is not enough, I have to block even the three-dimensional, and I don't want to see that person again.

As the inner drama was full of drama, Shen Muyang seemed to hear a slight movement at the door.

She was uncomfortable at the moment, and her eyelids were heavy. It took a lot of effort to open her eyes.

After such a small delay, the man had already walked to her bed.

She wears a light blue pullover sweater with thick threads, her long jet-black hair falls obediently to her waist, and her peach blossom eyes are beautifully pitch-black.

Slim, with a handsome face, as beautiful as a person in a dream.

"Wake you up?"

Shen Muyang's throat rolled, "Senior sister."

"Yeah." Meng Han looked at her and smiled softly, "Sorry, go back to sleep, I think you'll be gone in a while."

Shen Muyang shook his head slightly, "I miss you."

Meng Han seemed to be stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened a lot, and he pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Am I too annoying, senpai, are you angry?" The little girl's eyes were watery, her voice was slightly hoarse because of her illness, and she stared at her timidly and stubbornly.

"No."

"Liar." This time, there was a faint cry.

Meng Han felt that the softness in his chest had been sprinkled with a glass of strong lemon juice, which was extremely sour.

She repeated it again, "I didn't lie to you, senior is not angry."

After a pause, "It just hurts."

The little girl's eyes were wet, but when she heard her words, her eyes lit up, some flattered, some incredulous, "Do you feel bad for me?"

"Well, I feel sorry for you and Xiao Yang."

"Then can senior sister come to see me again tomorrow?"

Meng Han's eyes hurt a little. I don't know if it was just too windy outside. She obviously never opened the car window.

"Okay, I'll come and see Xiao Yang tomorrow." Meng Han lowered his body and squatted in front of the girl's bed. Looking at her, his voice became hoarse, restrained and forbear, "Xiao Yang, if you want to watch football again Tell me, I'm not going to play at that court, you want to see me take you indoors."

"In the future, what do you want? Can you tell me?"

Don't you toss yourself into it?

Meng Han's throat was sore, he lowered his body and squatted beside Shen Muyang's bed. She opened her mouth, "Senior sister promises you everything."

Shen Muyang felt that his head began to faint again, and his whole body was cold.

"Promise me everything?"

"Yeah." Meng Han frowned and responded. The two were only less than thirty centimeters apart. Only then did she realize that the girl's breath seemed to be a little heavy, and her face turned slightly red.

Shen Muyang felt that she was really bad, and asking Meng Han to use her illness was different from moral kidnapping.

But she couldn't help it, Meng Han was so gentle, he promised her whatever he wanted.

"Then can you, senior lady?"

Can you hug me?

Shen Muyang felt that the air conditioner in the hospital was still not good, it was far worse than the one in her room.

Meng Han's brows furrowed even tighter, watching her raise his hand, "Can you do something?"

A soft hand was placed on his forehead, which was very comfortable. Shen Muyang narrowed his eyes and rubbed it, too tired to open it.

she wanted to say.

Can you like me?

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