The Cherished Old Time - C186

Yu Meng sat on a corner of the sofa and looked at the quiet phone in doubt. Suddenly, the sofa beside her sank in and her body was embraced into a warm embrace, the person behind her was warm and still had some unwashed water vapor on them. Shang Hui hugged Yu Meng as the wet hair on her forehead rubbed against her neck, looking as if she was enjoying the sight of her.

Yu Meng turned her body to the side, seeing that Shang Hui had half a leg crossed over the sofa and was placed behind his, his other leg was raised up to support his leg, and his wrist was folded in front of his, not even bothering to open his eyes.

Shang Hui’s arm could not help but tighten.

“He just said he was looking for you. I said you were taking a bath, then he hung up.”

Yu Meng pushed Shang Hui’s hand away and turned to look at him.

“Is it someone important?”

Shang Hui shook his head and lewdly snickered as he leaned over, burrowing into Yu Meng’s embrace.

“I have a headache.”

“I’ll get the bellows.” Yu Meng pushed Shang Hui away and got up, “You need to dry your hair even more if you have a headache.”

When Yu Meng brought the blow-dryer into the living room, Shang Hui was already lying on the sofa, looking bad.

“Sit up. I’ll help you dry your hair.”

Shang Hui straightened his body, his back leaning on the sofa as he looked at Yu Meng who was standing behind the sofa.

The warm wind was blowing in his hair, and Yu Meng’s soft fingers gently brushed across Shang Hui’s hair. She was gentle and patient, causing Shang Hui to squint his eyes, he could not help but grab her wrist and pulled her in front of him.

The wind suddenly stopped, and she leaned over to look at Shang Hui’s upside-down face. The air was so quiet that it was filled with floating molecules.

“You … “What are you doing…”

“Do you know that you can kill me with a move of your fingers?”

Yu Meng’s heart suddenly sank. She didn’t understand what Shang Hui was saying, but she was afraid that he was saying something that she could understand.

For example, the matter of her and Shang Duo betraying him through their hands.

Yu Meng was a little nervous, but she didn’t show it.

“What are you talking about?”

“The temples are the weakest part of a person’s body.”

Shang Hui’s face was within reach, his curvy eyelashes slightly fluttered with a bewitching charm that shouldn’t belong to a man.

“I’ll give it to you. You can kill me with a flick of your fingers.”

Yu Meng’s fingers stiffened and her shoulders tensed up. Her heart tensed up.

Had he discovered something, or had he begun to doubt it?

“Then I won’t touch it.”

Shang Hui did not use much strength, and Yu Meng easily got rid of his hand. She put the blow-pipe to the side, and kept it far away from Shang Hui’s temple.

Shang Hui leaned on the sofa tiredly, he did not move at all, looking at Yu Meng beside him, he patted on the sofa beside him: “Come over.”

Yu Meng put away the blow-dryer and walked over to sit beside him obediently.

She felt guilty but when she looked at Shang Hui’s pale face, she felt some heartache.

“Is it a big headache?”

Shang Hui blinked his eyes, showing his response. He was even lazy to move his head.

“I’ll call Song Ci and have him come and take a look.”

“No need.”

He leaned towards Yu Meng and hugged her again.

He rested his head on Yu Meng’s shoulder and said in a low voice, “Let me hug you.”

Yu Meng lowered her head and let Shang Hui hug her without moving.

After a long while, he finally opened his mouth.

“When Tan Yubai is released from prison, will you leave me?”

Yu Meng thought about it and said, “No.”

Shang Hui raised his eyes, as though he did not expect the answer.

Yu Meng saw Shang Hui’s reaction from the corner of her eyes. In the dim light, she saw the glimmer in his eyes and didn’t know if it was due to the reflection of the light or the tears that had never appeared in his eyes.

“I promised you that this would be a deal. If you don’t let me go, I won’t.”

With that, Shang Hui’s eyes immediately dimmed. His head continued to linger on Yu Meng’s shoulder.

“If I don’t let you go, will you really stay by my side for the rest of your life?”

Yu Meng hesitated, but in the end, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

Shang Hui laughed.

The smile on Shang Hui’s face looked overly pale. The arm he used to hug Yu Meng tightened unconsciously, and when he opened his mouth, his tone was taunting someone.

“I’ll let you go no matter what, because you know I love you and I can’t bear to see you unhappy.”

Yu Meng never thought that Shang Hui would talk about love with his.

“Love and liking are different.” Yu Meng tried to remind Shang Hui that he might have used the wrong word.

“I know.” Shang Hui turned around with his head on Yu Meng’s shoulder, “I can love all the beautiful and enchanting women in this world, but I can only love one person in my life.”

How could he not understand that the moment the word ‘love’ was spoken, one would be destined to be as heavy as a thousand kilograms?

His eyes were closed, as if a headache made him feel weak. The weakness, coupled with his hidden pettiness and temper, was exposed in front of Yu Meng.

He said: “I am jealous that Tan Yubai is so jealous that I want him to die, but I am also afraid that if he hates me after he dies for a lifetime, he will never be able to forgive me again.”

Yu Meng did not say anything. This time, she was different from last time. She took the initiative to grab Shang Hui’s hand and gently squeeze his palm.

His hands were hot, hotter than his lips.

Shang Hui leaned on Yu Meng quietly, the smell of the woman’s body made him feel at ease and at ease. His eyes that had once looked down on everything were now covered by a thin layer of mist.

He had done so much, but it was also because of that glory that made it so easy for him to hold her in his arms.

“Shang Hui.” Yu Meng couldn’t help but ask the question that had been in her mind for a long time, “If I did something too excessive to you, would you hate me?”

She had originally thought that she would really want to be hated by Shang Hui, that his hatred would at least be more direct, more straightforward, more vague and tangled than his love for her.

But up until now, she thought that Shang Hui might hate his, and his heart was extremely sore.

Humans … why do they have to live in such a dilemma?

Shang Hui’s answer made Yu Meng sigh.

He said, “What you’ve done to me has always been very excessive.”

Yu Meng frowned, “I mean, for example, I betrayed you, lied to you, and used you …”

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Shang Hui.

“Nope.” Shang Hui said: “I won’t hate you.”

His voice was hoarse and soft, and every word that came out of his mouth made Yu Meng’s heart ache.

He said, “I can’t bear to.”

“I love you too late. How can I bear to hate you?”

Yu Meng’s tears finally couldn’t take it anymore. They fell onto her legs and wet.

She was a person, a woman with love in her heart. In this period of time, everything Shang Hui had done for her, his changes, his respect, his patience, and patience, had long been slowly poured into Yu Meng’s heart.

Yu Meng saw it clearly. Shang Hui had always been working hard to be a gentle man for Yu Meng.

Even if he came down from the height of the altar, he would still be willing to suffer with her.

Yu Meng had seen everything from the first half of her life. Life and death together, she was insolvent, and everything else was just worldly possessions. There were only emotions and people who would put their all into cherishing you.

Shang Hui had never asked Yu Meng if they could stay together if not for Tan Yubai and the others. They knew that there was no turning back in this world. Asking so many questions was just a burden to them.

slowly raised his head. Tears were still on Yu Meng’s cheeks as he gazed deeply into her eyes, and then, little by little, he kissed her tears.

His lips were soft and hot, and he kissed her face and rubbed them into her heart.

Yu Meng was enjoying herself, but she was also feeling guilty.

She did not dare to think about Tan Yubai, nor did she dare to imagine what he would look like in the future.

Yu Meng felt that she hadn’t shared her love for Tan Yubai with Shang Hui, but why did she have such feelings for him?

Yu Mengmeng didn’t understand, and time didn’t give her a chance to figure it out.

Shang Hui’s attack was too fierce, she could not dodge at all, and even if she fell in his embrace, she would not be able to get out.

Shang Hui hugged Yu Meng’s shoulders, and pressed her down onto the sofa. He pressed down against her body, and panted heavily.

So did Remnant Dream.

Their gazes met, and it was as if a fire had ignited that piece of paper between them. In the midst of the ambiguous silence, neither of them tried to avoid what was about to happen, nor did they show any sign of cowardice.

It happened so naturally.

Shang Hui kissed it, and the tip of his tongue pried open Yu Meng’s lips and teeth.

Suddenly …

Shang Hui’s body stiffened, and suddenly straightened his body amidst their intimate relationship. Yu Meng watched Shang Hui in disbelief as he got off his body and disappeared from his field of vision.

Shang Hui’s complexion was frighteningly pale.

Yu Meng was stunned for a few seconds, and then she heard the terrifying vomiting sound in the washroom.

Yu Meng’s head was buzzing.

She got up from the sofa and rushed to the washroom before she could even tidy herself up. When she saw Shang Hui’s head full of shouts, as though his black hair was stuck to his forehead, he collapsed and fell heavily onto the wall. Finally, he slid down to the ground.

“Shang Hui!”

Yu Meng was so scared that her heart jumped and she quickly knelt beside Shang Hui. She did not know how he had sweated so much, but his upper body was extremely sticky.

He seemed to still have a bit of consciousness, but the pain he had endured for so long prevented him from uttering a single word.

Yu Meng supported Shang Hui out of the washroom and laid on his bed. Then, without daring to stop for a moment, she turned around and called Song Ci.