After wearing the book, I rely on the food to lie down and win (MTL)

Chapter 119

Chapter 119. The Fiery Desire

    As soon as Meng Wantao arrived at the gate of the courtyard, Gong Jue noticed it.

    But he was too tired today, mentally tired.

    Still very angry, he didn't want to move.

    Unexpectedly, she ran over directly.

    When the warm and petite body slammed into his arms, Gong Jue felt that his frozen body had a little consciousness.

    The moment he hugged him, Meng Wantao had only one thought in his mind.

    cold.

    He was cold all over.

    How long has it been standing here?

    She couldn't help hugging him tighter, and then asked softly, "Is it cold?"

    Gong Jue looked at her without saying a word.

    Meng Wantao hugged him again: "Why don't you wear thicker clothes?" The cruelty in Jia (Li)'

    s chest was gently pressed, and a warmth slowly seeped in, Gong Jue hugged her back. , and buried his head in her neck.

    He was like a lonely pedestrian on the road on a snowy night. He was reluctant to let go when he found a trace of warmth, and he hugged him a little tighter unconsciously, burying it deeper into her neck.

    The warm, faint fragrance that belonged to her made him extraordinarily attached.

    After a long while, he hummed softly: "I forgot." His

    voice was low and a little hoarse, which made Meng Wantao's heart nervous.

    She gently stroked his back: "Let's go back."

    Gong Jue hugged her tightly, rubbed against her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Wait a while."

    Meng Wantao didn't urge him any more. He didn't say anything, just comforted him gently.

    She didn't know what happened in the court, what Gong Jue went through in her childhood, and she didn't know what kind of mental damage Gong Jue suffered. The only thing she could do was to accompany him quietly.

    It took a long time for Gong Jue to let go of her, and in the dimly lit night, she quietly looked at her.

    Seeing him like this, Meng Wantao felt distressed.

    She raised her hand and touched his face, which was still cold.

    "You're wearing too little," she said, "Let's go back."

    Gong Jue hummed.

    Meng Wantao held his hand, which was also cold.

    She held his hand and warmed him: "Have you eaten today?"

    He didn't say anything about the courtroom, and she didn't take the initiative to ask.

    Gong Jue snorted: "Eat."

    Meng Wantao guessed that he was lying, and did not expose him, but asked again, "Are you hungry now?"

    Gong Jue snorted again.

    Meng Wantao warmed his other hand: "What do you want to eat?"

    Gong Jue was silent for a while before he said, "It's all right."