Chapter 764

Soft palm, warm heat, so that the owl's heart a little shock, but did not turn his head, just eyes on the road ahead. So, she didn't notice that there was a slight twinkle of tears in her eyes.

"In fact, I often dream of you, good, bad, sweet, sad..." White millet leaves open mouth, eyes have been staring at the back of his hand, did not look up. The voice was very light, not like talking to him, but like talking to myself. "I miss you very much. I think I have become abnormal later..."

The owl takes a breath.

Her simple words, let his heart, across a stream.

He could hardly hold the steering wheel.

Is that a confession?

Even if it's ten years late.

White millet leaf did not know his mood, only immersed in his past mood, tone, more and more sad, "because of this, so, I torture myself at any time as if to die..."

After her words, the owl didn't speak for a long time. Even, she didn't give her an extra look. She just drove quietly.

Bai milia could not see through what he was thinking in his mind. However, such a confession did not get any response, which was a disappointment to her.

Therefore, she did not say any more, just chat up and pin her face out of the window, trying to adjust her mood.

But

After a while, the car suddenly turned, and then only heard the sound of "Zhi -" and stopped steadily on the side of the road.

She turned her face suspiciously. Before she could figure out what was going on, the owl held her chin and broke her face straight up with him.

Two people, four eyes opposite, very close.

Nearly, all his looks fell into her eyes.

His eyes are complicated, and there are all kinds of feelings in them. When she sees them, her heart is agitated.

Breathe, tighten up a little.

"Owl..." She called to him in a low voice. Hand, lift up, gently clasp him.

He breathed deeply, "was that true? Didn't you lie to me? "

The trust between them is always covered with a thin layer of yarn. He wanted to believe, and tried again, afraid to believe.

White millet leaf bitter smile, dare not force. It's all her fault.

"After all these years, I really have no way to prove to you whether these words are true or false. I can't let you go to my dream to prove them."

The owl gazed at her and bit her lip heavily. It's like a bit of punishment. It's a real bite. White millet leaf tasted the pain and snorted, "owl, pain..."

He immediately relaxed his strength, but the lips still fell on her lips, did not pull away. Eyes, deep staring at her, "if you really think so, why not come to me for ten years?"

The white millet leaf only clasps his hand, sour shakes his head, cannot say the reason.

The reason, they all know each other.

Which step is so easy to cross? Even in the past ten years, they have not diluted the knot between them.

She stands in the most unreasonable position, what qualifications to take the initiative again?

The owl did not ask any more questions, and he did not ponder whether these words were true or whether she had deceived herself again. At this moment, he wanted to follow his heart.

If there was a day when she betrayed herself again, he would die with her. To die together is not to waste the ten years of suffering.

"Owl, your cell phone is ringing." His thoughts will come back.

He looked back at her.

Her mood has not eased over, her eyes still left the pain of the past, such an expression, with a little bit of the broken woman, let his chest stuffy.

In a trance, he felt that the woman in front of him was the white millet leaf ten years ago, which could always make him love easily. She was not the one who just met her ten years later, covered with thorns and wearing armor, strong and stubborn, who could easily raise his anger.

But

In fact, no matter what kind of her, he can't escape the end of a fall again.

He touched her long hair, and in his voice, with a touch of unconscious softness, "I'll take a call."

"Good." She nodded.

The owl sat upright with her hand still holding her. The mobile phone, rings several times, he completely adjusted his mood, then took it and stuck it to his ear.

"Hello. Well, you say, I listen. Yeah, sure? OK, I see. "

He doesn't talk much. However, white millet leaf can clearly feel that his mood is getting better and better, and his voice has become clearer and clearer.

Hung up, he said to her, "let's go back to the hotel."

"You are in a good mood."

As the owl drove, his fingers moved her fingertips. After a while, he began to speak You're OK. "

"Well?"

"Benign." The whole night owl completely relaxed, driving posture is a lot easier, "benign, it doesn't matter. When you meet the Tang and Song Dynasties again, let him take it for you. "White millet leaf understand come over, also follow long sigh of relief.

She leaned over and put her head on the owl's shoulder. "I said it must be benign. You frighten yourself."

The owl looked down at her and snorted, "well, you're smart. I'm stupid. I like to worry about blind."

White millet leaves in the heart of a trace of sweet. There is a person who is more nervous than himself, which is already a happy thing. And that person, just right, is the one who is the most nervous and exceeds himself. That is the greatest happiness in the world.

She raised her eyes and looked at his side face. She couldn't help but kiss him on the neck.

The owl's erect body was stiff.

Hold the steering wheel tightly and breathe slightly, "don't make noise."

"I didn't make any noise." She spoke close to his neck, breathing all over his skin.

The owl let go of her hand and said, "go and sit down."

White millet leaf smile, looking at the whole body are tight, only feel very refreshing. However, for their own safety considerations, did not dare to tease him, only obediently sat back.

dinner is in the room.

White millet leaves also want him to accompany himself to go out for a walk, exercise, but as a result, the walk was directly turned into a bed exercise by the owl.

After knowing that her body was nothing, the owl did not restrain himself at all. It's been a long time since I didn't ask her well. Last night it was just once again. His patience has reached the limit.

In the early hours of the morning, the leaves of white millet just fell asleep.

The owl gazed at her sound sleep, only to feel that after ten years of wandering, the lonely heart had finally settled down again.

His kiss, from her pretty forehead to her eyes, to the tip of her nose, her lips

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