Chapter 172 Success
The nights in X City are bustling, and even the sea breeze is exceptionally warm. However, this warmth is blocked by the towering high-rise buildings. The only thing that can penetrate into this forest of steel is a trace of the sea's aura, clinging to the window.
The person in the window was completely unaware of the guest coming from afar. The temperature in the room was rising and boiling, and all the senses were melted and merged into one, inseparable and unable to escape.
The entrance was already a mess, with shoes scattered around, clothes scattered on the floor, and two people entangled.
Meng Han stood behind Yu Huan, supporting her with one hand, and put the other hand in front of her, pinching her chin and making her look up.
In front of the two people was a bright dressing mirror, which clearly reflected their figures, like a high-definition camera, capturing every detail.
He leaned close to her ear and asked her to open her eyes so that she could see clearly who she was with.
"Did you see clearly? Who is behind you?"
Yu Huan had no mind to answer his question. She couldn't even stand steadily. Even with his support, all her strength was used to maintain her balance.
She clutched his arm tightly with both hands, as if it was the only support she could cling to, the one thing that could keep her from falling into the abyss.
The force on her chin was even stronger, leaving a noticeable mark on her fair skin.
"say."
The hoarse and low voice, stained with thick, sticky emotions that could not be dissolved, resounded in her ears, forcing her to open her eyes.
Yu Huan's thick skin has always been used only on others. When it comes to himself, his face is so thin that only a layer of flesh and blood can be seen, stained red with blood, so red that it is about to drip out.
Just a glance, and she closed her eyes tightly again.
"Open your eyes." The voice that could not be disobeyed sounded in my ears again.
She did as he said subconsciously. No matter how high she stood, even if she stepped on him, she could not disobey his words.
I opened my eyes as he wished and looked at the two people hugging each other in the mirror.
"Answer my question." As the voice rang out, her head exploded like firecrackers, and flashes of white light appeared, so brilliant that she almost dizzy.
She used her remaining willpower to turn her head and looked at the culprit in disbelief.
He was staring at her, without a hint of compromise in his eyes. His gaze alone could hold her tightly, preventing her from breaking free.
Those accusations sank back into the body and disappeared.
The lamb that tried to resist was tamed again, and its rebellious eyes turned into aggrieved coquettishness, which made people excited and sympathetic.
Meng Han couldn't help but tighten his arms, completely holding her in his arms as if she were his own possession. He lowered his head and rubbed her face with his chin.
As if to induce, he said: "Be good, answer me."
Yu Huan swallowed her dry throat, but still couldn't suppress the embarrassment, and couldn't expose herself to his burning gaze.
No matter how she looked, she couldn't find the answer. She could only close her eyes and answer in a low voice.
"It's you."
This answer did not satisfy Meng Han. If he was not satisfied, he would have to make things worse.
Yu Huan suddenly opened his eyes, accusations rising again, "You've gone too far!"
Meng Han laughed instead. At this moment, he was a completely different person, as if his second personality had deprived him of control of his body.
The serious and solemn man of the past is no longer there. The one who has taken over is the messenger of desire and sin, who is full of evil spirit.
"Wrong answer."
Yu Huan took a deep breath, tears gathering in her eyes. She felt uncomfortable, but also some unfamiliar emotions that she couldn't bear.
With a heavy nasal tone, she choked and said, "It's Meng Han."
A low laugh echoed in my ears again, over and over again.
Storms are terrible. Even powerful creatures may not be able to escape them, let alone a flower bud that has just sprouted.
But the Creator is also magical. The more fragile a creature is, the more tenacious its endurance is.
Weeds can break through the cracks in the rocks, and delicate flower buds can bloom in the ravages of wind and rain.
Like a flower that has just woken up, it blooms brilliantly.
Being forced to grow up is always a difficult process. There are always clever people who cannot withstand the test of nature and try to find shortcuts.
"I understand, I understand." Yu Huan spoke in the wind and rain, and finally got a brief peace.
"What is it?" A hoarse voice followed her, and her face was turned to meet Meng Han's gaze.
Yu Huan suddenly felt so aggrieved that he wanted to cry when he saw this face.
"You bully me..."
There was a faint smile on Meng Han's face, but his eyes did not show the usual warmth, only a surging possessiveness.
"It seems you still don't know." He made a gesture to continue.
Yu Huan immediately grabbed his hand, "Yes...it's mine..." She almost whispered the last word.
Finally hearing a satisfactory answer, Meng Han raised his head and let out a long sigh with a sense of satisfaction and relief.
Then, he laughed maliciously.
"Just to bully you."
The law of the jungle applies here, and the species at the top of the food chain have absolute control. They manipulate everything and wantonly plunder the food they set their eyes on.
They have the worst interests, playing with food is their daily pastime, and eating food is their survival instinct.
They have no reason, only follow their instincts, act recklessly and are never satisfied.
Species that become food can only pray that they will be gentler when they are eaten.
But God receives so many prayers every day that similar prayers can only be shelved.
The food doesn't even have a chance to regret. Once it enters the hunted territory, it can only accept its fate.
A ridiculous night.
When Yu Huan woke up, his head hurt, which was the physical reaction after a hangover.
But even more serious than a hangover are other parts of the body.
Teacher Huang had taught her these things before. At that time, she was naive and thought it was just an exaggeration. When it was really her turn, she realized that it was the truth.
It's like being run over by a millstone.
There was no one on the bed except her. She could hear the sound of water. It was obvious that the stone miller was washing up in the bathroom.
Yu Huan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze. After a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loud while biting his lip.
She really is with Meng Han...
Oh my God, it was just like a dream. If she hadn't felt so clearly on her body, she would have really suspected that she was dreaming.
She was stunned for a while, and then the sound of water stopped, and she came to her senses.
She didn't know where she got the courage from, but an idea popped into her mind. She quickly got up from the bed, put on her clothes quickly, and picked up the handbag that fell on the ground. She had to disappear before Meng Han came out of the bathroom.
Passing by the entrance, she saw the dressing mirror, and the memory of last night resurfaced. She covered her burning face and hurriedly opened the door to leave.
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