Chapter 715 The Man Who Gave up Is Back

He said, "You can think about it yourself."

Meng Ying smiled, "I have nothing to worry about. It's good to be alone. It's just that the night is long and I'm a little lonely. I want to find a man casually, and I don't want to wrong myself. After all, you know that my vision is a bit high. "

Lanchen supported his forehead.

Suddenly, Meng Ying stared at Lanchen.

Lanchen froze.

I always feel that she has bad intentions.

"You look good, why don't we try?" Meng Ying raised her eyebrows, charming and coquettish.

Lan Chen took a deep breath, "It's getting late, you should go back and rest early, bye."

He fled back to the car, kicked the accelerator and drove away, leaving Meng Ying's sight all at once.

Meng Ying: "..."

Isn't it just a joke?

As for?

Meng Ying pouted and turned around.

When she opened the door, she felt something strange.

Push the door open and the light turns on.

It was bright inside, but there was nothing there.

She didn't feel any danger, but there must be someone at home.

Close the door.

Walk in barefoot.

His eyes fell on the bedroom door.

Standing at the door, she saw the man lying on her bed.

Meng Ying frowned.

She was right.

It was the man she had been thinking about for a while, but had already given up on.

He lay there quietly, not responding to her appearance at all.

It seemed that he had slept soundly.

How could he sleep with her?

Even if he came back, he should go back to his villa.

Meng Ying walked over, trying to wake him up.

Taking a closer look, the face was thin and pale, not as handsome and handsome as it was before leaving.

It's only been a month, how did it become like this?

Standing by the bed, Meng Ying saw the exposed hands, slender and white, with distinct joints.

It's just scary white.

The blue blood vessels are clearly visible, as if painted on the back of the hand.

She put her hand on his pulse, which was not so strong, but weak.

Let go.

The movement was already very big, and it stands to reason that Mu Yuansheng could not be completely unresponsive.

What has he experienced in this month?

Meng Yingan sat beside him quietly, waiting for him.

After about two hours, the man on the bed finally woke up.

He turned his head and saw Meng Ying.

"You're back." Mu Yuansheng's voice was very soft, as if he had never left.

Meng Ying didn't speak, just stared at him.

Mu Yuansheng sat up, seeing this face, his eyes lit up.

"Do you want to eat cake?" Mu Yuansheng lifted the quilt, "I'll make it for you."

Meng Ying pressed his hand.

Mu Yuansheng looked at the bare hand, there was nothing on the ring finger.

"Can you explain it?" Meng Ying still gave him a chance.

No matter what happened this month, as long as he said it, she would still believe it.

Mu Yuansheng let go of her hand, "I was in a hurry that day, so I left without having time to tell you."

"So, you're so anxious that you don't even have time for a phone call?"

Meng Ying locked his gaze tightly.

Mu Yuansheng didn't dodge his eyes, "I'm back."

Meng Ying just smiled after hearing these three words.

"So?" Meng Ying smiled mockingly.

Mu Yuansheng's expression froze for a moment.

He probably didn't expect that Meng Ying would ask him that.

"You leave as soon as you say, without waving your sleeves, without taking a piece of cloud with you? Now, come as soon as you say, do you really think I have to be you?"

Meng Ying had a smile on her face.

She really wasn't impossible for Mu Yuan.

What he did these two times made her very dissatisfied.

She didn't know if it was because he believed her, or because he didn't care about her too much.

No one could welcome him back with a pleasing face without being taken seriously again and again.

Mu Yuansheng's eyes dimmed.