"Hmph. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Mu Weiwei smiled at Cheng Mingyu and asked him to warm his hands with the soy milk in his hand.

Mu Weiwei's snow boots stepped on the ground with a thin layer of snow, she felt that her feet were sinking softly, and her mood became inexplicably very good, and she took a mouthful of thick soy milk in her mouth and swallowed it with a clatter.

looked at Cheng Mingyu beside him again, "Mingyu, Christmas!"

Cheng Mingyu raised his eyebrows, and his response was still not salty, "Hmm." But Mu Weiwei knew that he was listening to her carefully.

"I forgot to say, Merry Christmas!"

"Well, Merry Christmas!" Mu Weiwei smiled at him again. She didn't know what to say, and there seemed to be a lot to say around him, but she didn't need to say it.

Cheng Mingyu looked at Mu Weiwei's crooked eyebrows, his heart was full, and he didn't need to say anything.

After a while, "It's here." Cheng Mingyu reminded Mu Weiwei lightly.

Mu Weiwei glanced at the school gate 20 meters away, and paused. didn't take a step forward like before, leaving Cheng Mingyu in place and looking at her back.

turned his face sideways, and looked at Cheng Mingyu with serious eyes, "Let's go together!"

She saw that the boy's eyes instantly burst into strange colors. Let's go together, I can't ask for it!

But Cheng Mingyu still shook his head. He is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry to let others know about their relationship, he is not in a hurry, he is not in a hurry at all.

There is a high probability of early love dying, and it is even more likely that someone is known to die of precocious love. He had time to grow, and he had the patience to wait for their love affair to take root like the roots of a tree, and finally bear the sweet fruit of love.

Mu Weiwei glanced at Cheng Mingyu deeply, and a smile appeared on her face. As if the breeze was blowing, as if it had returned to the height of summer, the bright sunlight seemed to penetrate through the cracks in the trees, falling on her face, and a glance fell on his youth

There was no reluctance, she seemed to understand Cheng Mingyu's deep meaning. Like Cheng Mingyu beckoned, "Ear, come here!"

Cheng Mingyu lowered his head and leaned over to his ear, the girl's breathing rose and fell in his ears, and suddenly there was a sense of ambiguity and intimacy.

A smile twinked at the corner of his lips. After a while, Mu Weiwei turned around and left.

Walk towards the school gate. Cheng Mingyu's hand couldn't help pinching the muscles on his face, wanting the smile on the corner of his mouth to subside. However, it didn't work.