Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

When I read a song, I retract my fingers and feel burnt from my fingertips to my heart.

It's December, and it's winter in Haicheng, and it's snow everywhere, but now she's all warmed up because of his sugar eating.

“Wait, where are you going?” Read the song and look up at him: “If you are not calm enough now, let's find a place to sit for a while and I will accompany you. ”

“No, you go back.” Qin Shiting finally spoke while lowering his beautiful eyebrows and turning around.

When I read the song, I looked at his back, clasped my lips, and reached out and pulled his corner: “Qin Shiting, we are familiar with it, aren't we? ”

She has been very euphemistic. There is no impulse to say this. Qin Shiting, we all know each other's heart mirrors, don't we? Do I have to hide myself like this?

He stopped, turned around, looked at her.

The song tightly codified his horn: “I don't want you to leave now, I don't want to talk, just next to you, the police uncle just said you'd better not go back to the Qin family, right? Otherwise, you..."

“Reading songs, those people have gradually started to follow you because they found you closer to me, and you don't know?” Qin Shiting looked at her faintly: “It is more important to protect yourself than anything else, don't worry about me. ”

She didn't expect him to suddenly say so obviously, the expression on his singing face was still the same, and he smiled brightly: “I know, but I don't usually walk alone, it's okay, and you just don't avoid me, we're all together, even if someone wants to do something to me, you'll protect me, right? ”

Qin Shiting first looked at her for a moment, then laughed coldly, reaching out and pushing her hand from his corner: “Childish. ”

I'll leave when I'm done.

The song watched him walk so resolutely in the back, took a deep breath and went with shame, the ground was slippery, he didn't drive anymore, the sun was shining in the snow, it was bright and dazzling.

She actually loved winter when she was a kid, slipped on ice, and stood in the snow wearing thick clothes.

But she wasn't wearing much today, after all, she was in the car before.

After walking with him for a while, Qin Shiting did not turn back.

There are many ice surfaces on this road. Normally, singing has not walked this road. I am not familiar with the road conditions. I have been following him closely and my eyes have never left his back.

Originally she walked well in the back, suddenly there was a thick layer of ice on the barrier of a sewer in front of her, and the rocks on the front and on the side of the street protruded an ice column. She didn't see it, suddenly she felt what was touching her feet, and when she came back to God, her feet had been tripped there.

Her ankles felt as painful as her shoulders, and her waist knocked on a stone tidied by the street, hurting her eyes instantly instinctively red.

It seems like I haven't wrestled on foot in years. The last time I wrestled was when I went to the ice rink with Qin Shiting.

She thought she might have fallen silly this time, she wasn't in a hurry, instead she simply sat on the ice, and suddenly wanted to empty herself at this moment, because she suddenly remembered the kiss on the ice rink, until now she didn't know if it was true or a fantasy.

Beautiful.

When I heard someone walking back, I asked myself, "Where did you fall? ”

Surrounded by passing cars, singing songs and guessing that this fall was probably another hallucination.

She turned to look at the people next to her, and it turned out to be Qin Shiting.

“Ah..." when the song opened her mouth just to want to talk, suddenly a breeze blew through, the snow on the ground was blown up some, into her mouth, very cold, she quickly closed her mouth again.

“Where does it hurt?” Qin Shiting touched her leg and frowned and asked her: “Can't you get up? ”

The sun was so pungent in the snow, I didn't dare to open my eyes completely when I read the song, I could only look at the man in front of me, even though his shirt was still so beautiful because it was a little messy when he just twisted inside.

Qin Shiting looked ugly: “Speak. ”

When I recited the song back to God, I shook my head quickly: “It's okay. ”

Qin Shiting looked at her and stopped talking to her. His hand bypassed her back directly. His other hand held tight under her arm and whispered: "Get up. ”

The singer's expression shocked her. Then she looked at the person who was actually going to help herself up. She quickly cooperated with the person who put her hand on his hand. When he held her up, she blinked and seemed to want to determine whether it was true or not.

Qin Shiting held her forward. She was supposed to take a taxi, but the crippled person who was reading the song looked quite serious. He frowned and glanced at the entrance to a hotel just a few dozen meters away. Suddenly he turned directly to the hotel.

Didn't even notice where he took himself. She didn't reflect until after entering the hotel door. Reception at the hotel saw that there were two young teenage girls. The girl's face was also very red at this time. She just smiled and handed over the card.

The whole way to the song, Qin Shiting brought him into the elevator, and then into the hotel room.

After entering the door, the singing heart pounded, while jumping violently and turning disgracefully towards the person who brought himself in.

“Go sit in there and wait for me to come back.” Qin Shiting lifted her onto the couch in the room until she sat down safely and turned around and walked away.

When I read the song, I heard the door open and closed, and then gradually looked back and looked around. The hotel was just the closest thing at the time. Although it was not high-end, it was also the best business suite in the hotel. It seemed like a new hotel. The carpet and everything was clean. The air in the room smelled like lemon.

Yu glanced at the double bed in the room, obviously just sitting here by herself. Once again, she turned her head and buried her face in the sofa.

About ten minutes later, she heard a drop in the door and Qin Shiting came back.

The song took a few minutes to calm down, looked at him, saw that he had a small bag in his hand, it was in there, she couldn't see clearly, it seemed like an oil dropped and damaged to revitalize the bruises.

“Did you go shopping for medicine? I'm really fine. Tomorrow's fine.” I really don't like to cause trouble for other people, especially him, and I did accidentally fall while walking, it really feels too embarrassing.