The pedestrian plaza is lit up with bells and Christmas trees, snowflakes flutter, and the melody of Jingle Bells wafting around, and many girls are wearing Santa hats or devil's horns on their heads, grinning and clasping their fingers with their boyfriends.

On the other hand, Yin Wenwen kept a fixed distance from Lu Chenyang, walking one after the other, looking very unsociable. Two boys passed by them, grumbling sullenly.

"I'm going, it's not Valentine's Day today, and it's all one-on-one. Stimulate our single dogs! ”

"I said a long time ago that the single dog has a Christmas, you have to come to find excitement, this is sour!"

"I don't believe it yet, you see the one who passed by us just now doesn't look like a couple!"

"Hey, be quiet! Be deaf! ”

It wasn't that she was listening to them on purpose, it was that their voices were so loud that they automatically ran into her ears. Yin Wenwen looked around the square, and sure enough, most of them were one-to-one. Thinking of the boy's words just now, I always felt weird in my heart. She secretly glanced at Lu Chenyang, and saw him walking unhurriedly with a flat face, and muttered for a while: What does this person mean?

"Tired?"

Lu Chenyang suddenly turned around, Yin Wenwen was thinking about his thoughts, and he didn't notice the person in front of him at all and stopped. She walked slowly with her head down, and when she saw a pair of feet close at hand, she panicked, stopped, and almost collided with him again.

Yin Wenwen immediately popped out a long distance like a magnetic field of the same level, and rushed forward like a rocket: "Don't be tired, what are you tired, a female man who fights with iron!" Let's go! ”

Lu Chenyang smiled indifferently, seeing her squeezing around in the crowd watching the parade, he hurriedly followed and pulled her behind him.

"There are a lot of people, don't crowd around."

Yin Wenwen lowered his head, seeing that his bones were distinct, and his good-looking hand was firmly holding him, and there was a trace of indescribable sweetness in his heart, and he couldn't help blushing, and stayed by Lu Chenyang's side obediently.

His hands were wide enough to wrap around her bun-like little hands. The warmth of the palm of his hand was transmitted from between his fingers, making Yin Wenwen unconsciously close and drill deeper into it.

Feeling the soft movements in his hands, Lu Chenyang's Qingjun face flushed slightly. God knows how tense his heart was, as frantic as the howling north wind. After all, this is the first time to hold a girl's hand. He tried his best to control his nervousness, and his other hand was already sweating profusely in his pocket.

The procession of flowing water is dazzling to behold, from figures dressed in costumes to clowns playing with marbles, to princesses and princes from fairy tales, to fascinating magical tricks. The crowd erupted in bursts of cheers from time to time, however, Yin Wenwen's mind was no longer on these.

When did she feel different about him?

Was it the pouring cafeteria, the noisy chapel, or the delicate snowy night? Maybe when he didn't hesitate to carry her to the hospital, her heart began to move closer to him unconsciously.

If he kissed her, does it mean that he likes her?

Yin Wenwen felt a little distressed, so far, Lu Chenyang has not said any substantive words, does this mean that he is thinking too much?