"Are you awake? Is there anything else wrong? "

    "Well"

    Su Aimeng answered softly.

    "Well, have you just met?"

    In her sleep, she vaguely heard the sound of quarrel in her ears. She opened her eyes difficultly and saw the people running away at full speed.

    "Wake you up?"

    Just after a conversation, looking back at the moment, Yun Zhexi was slightly embarrassed; But now he was calm again, as if nothing had happened.

    "Well"

    Su Aimeng nodded, now can not say too much, can only use a monosyllabic word to respond to his questions.

    "Sorry"

    Yun Zhexi looks at Su Aimeng with an apologetic face. Su Aimeng clears her throat difficultly and says in a hoarse voice:

    "Why are you so nice to me?"

    Su AI Meng''s voice was very light and hoarse, so Yun zhe Xi didn''t hear it very clearly.

    "What?"

    "Why are you so nice to me?"

    Smell speech, cloud zhe Xi a face breeze light cloud pale smile, charming canthus curved.

    "I don''t usually treat you well? Look at your exaggerated face. Don''t be so moved. "

    Su Aimeng sniffs. Facing Yun Zhexi''s tenderness in front of her, Su Aimeng has a sour nose and hot eyes; The tears came down with a click.

    "What''s the matter? Why are you crying again?"

    Su AI Meng is wiping his cheek, a face pitifully sucks nose, strong nasal voice says.

    "No, don''t worry about it."

    Su Aimeng was really moved, especially when she opened her eyes. She saw Yun Zhexi sitting in front of the bed; And his caring tone.

    Su Aimeng''s heart is filled with tears. The more she doesn''t want to cry, the more tears fall.

    "Woo... Woo..."

    Su Aimeng is crying, and Yun Zhexi is also flustered. He stretches his big hand over Su Aimeng''s body and puts it into his arms, comforting him.

    "It''s OK. It''s no big deal. You can''t let others treat you. Such a big man is still crying. Is he ugly?"

    Hearing the speech, Su Aimeng suddenly raises her head and stares at Yun Zhexi with a pair of tearful eyes. The man who sees the meaning of Su Aimeng''s eyes lowers his head and looks puzzled.

    "How?"

    "Yun Zhexi, I found that when you talk, you look like my father!"

    What''s wrong with that?!

    Yun Zhexi was speechless and looked at the girl with tears in her arms and blinking eyes, helpless.

    "You mean I just made you feel fatherly, right?"

    Hearing the speech, Su Aimeng ponders for a while. For a moment, she nods her head and answers seriously.

    "Well, it seems so, almost."

    "Poof..."

    Yun Zhexi couldn''t help coming out. He was a 17-year-old boy who gave the girl a sense of fatherly love; Should this be crying? Or laugh?

    "What? Is there anything wrong with what I said? "

    "You think that''s how you describe my handsome young man, right?"

    Su Aimeng touched her chin in distress and said with an aggrieved face: "but it''s very similar in the beginning!"