In the middle of the night, Rong Yue suddenly warmed up, and then he looked down at his arms.

The little girl who warms him!

Mengmeng always thinks that he takes care of him in life, but she doesn't know it, in fact, he depends on her.

For so long, she has become a part of his life, sometimes in the middle of the night, he suddenly wakes up, just the faint moonlight, will quietly look at her, then he would think, if there is no cuteness, he now What will happen?

He should be unhappy. He writes scripts and love stories of others every day, and then he misses a woman who does not belong to him.

And now he has Mengmeng, how happy he is, Ai Mengmeng doesn't know at all, she doesn't know that she has the ability to make him happy, she is a little fool at all!

Now this little fool just crashed into his arms, caught off guard, and his calm heart suddenly heated up.

He wanted to kiss her, but now it was on the street, so he was a little bit distressed, not knowing what to do and how to express his emotions.

Only, slowly tighten her arms, carefully put her in her arms, and treasure it.

Rong Yue lowered his head, looking at her raised face, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Why are you acting like a baby all of a sudden?"

Ai Mengmeng pressed her face to his neck. There was some ice there, but after a while it became warm again. After staying like this for a while, she whispered: "It's not acting like a baby, I just want to feel your temperature."

When she was talking, her eyes were very delicate and lovely, and she was indescribably cute.

Even if he restrained, he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her. This kiss was especially warm in the middle of the night.

Ai Mengmeng looked at him quietly, and after a long time, he muttered, "Do you like me?"

His answer was to gently tugged her hair, with helpless words: "You said Mrs. Rong."

Ai Mengmeng was still looking at him, with a little smile in her eyes, and the high spirits peculiar to young girls, and even her little mouth curled up slightly, "I think you like me."

After speaking, look at him!

Rong Yue patted lightly, and said briskly: "Go, go home."

Pressing her shoulders and gently leading him to the front, Ai Mengmeng continued to eat the skewers in her hand, blurring while eating, "I haven't finished eating yet."

"It's the same as a pig." Rong Yue sighed softly, "Fortunately, I just raise one!"

When Ai Mengmeng finished eating, she threw away the skewers and gave him a strange look.

"What's the matter?" Rong Yue chuckled, "What do I think, Mrs. Rong has a request."

Ai Mengmeng hummed softly, "It's definitely not what you think."

He smiled happily, "If not, then you can tell me."

"I don't want to say." Ai Mengmeng snorted, then put her arms around her waist and walked towards the apartment: "It's not early, it's time for the elderly to sleep."

He chuckled, "Are you sure I am an old man?"

Somehow, Ai Mengmeng's face blushed. He didn't say anything too much, but she was just a little shy.

However, he didn't know, because he liked her.

"Rong Yue, I think I like you too." She suddenly stopped and whispered.

Mr. Rong looked at her amusedly, "Reserved, Mrs. Rong!"

Ai Mengmeng bit her lower lip and looked down, "I was eaten by a puppy!"