Originally, Mo Feng wanted to get the snow on the ground to Ina's face to take revenge, but when he saw Ina lying on the ground, breathing rapidly, he stopped for a moment, and Ina's moving face, after the snowflakes drifted, was more pure and moving, like the charm of Snow White.

And Ina, who was about to struggle, couldn't help but nervously stop her movements when she saw Mo Feng's hot gaze, and also looked at Mo Feng who was crawling on her indecently as she was.

Mo Feng's heartbeat has already started a match with Ina's heartbeat, and Mo Feng is getting closer and closer to Ina, so that it has been attached to Ina's body, but there is thick snow between the bodies of the two, and Mo Feng's back is also covered with snow marks, and gradually the heavy snow will bury the two, excited burial, nervous burial, beautiful burial.

I couldn't help myself, Mo Feng, who couldn't help it, had closed his eyes, and gradually kissed his eyes with big eyes, staring blankly at the gradually falling face, the face smeared by the snow, and closed his eyes while struggling, while Mo Feng was full of thoughts about Ina's figure and kissed Ina's snow-covered lips, and kissed with the snow and her lips.

This moment is so romantic, the pure kiss did not stain the white snow, but made the drifting snow have its due value, proving its purity, and also reflecting that love is coming, even if the snow can't stop it.

It seems that all the snow is falling towards Mo Feng and Ina who kissed together for a while, slowly falling, decorating Mo Feng with a gorgeous coat, the sudden blizzard is about to cover Mo Feng and submerge it, but even if it is submerged, it will not stop this pure and long-lost kiss, the snow has melted, but the kiss does not stop.

Finally, when Ina gradually lost her breath, Mo Feng slowly left Ina's body, and his back was already covered with thick snow, fortunately, Mo Feng lay directly on his back on the ground, looking at the heavy snow that was still falling, big snowflakes, floating everywhere with the cold wind, and Mo Feng was full of smiles, revealing a happy smile, forgetting his identity, forgetting the distance, forgetting the love that he didn't dare to try, forgetting cowardice, he could only remember, and only remembered the feeling of kissing Ina's cold lips, The joy of kissing with him.

At this time, Ina was blushing, motionless and lying quietly in the cold snow, perhaps thinking about what had just happened, unconsciously touching her lips with her already cold palms, the lips that had been washed by the snow, it was so tempting.

The crystalline eyeballs were dyed with a crystal veil, and the joy in the heart spread.

But there was a faint resentment, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, he said angrily to Mo Feng: "Don't you think you should say something?"

"Say what?"

Mo Feng, who was also lying in the snow, asked suspiciously.

"You think for yourself, if you can't think of it, I'll go back to Shanghai immediately." Ina said with a menacing atmosphere.

“”

Mo Feng fell into deep thought, and for a while Mo Feng really didn't know what to say? Don't understand what Ina means?

And Ina stopped talking, waiting for Mo Feng to speak, and continued to ignore the moment she was looking forward to coldly looking up at the snowy sky, the moment she was looking forward to, the moment she had thought about many times in her mind, all kinds of moments.

Say what? Say what?

Mo Feng looked up at the scattered snowflakes and saw two snowflakes floating together by the cold wind, and at this moment, Mo Feng suddenly thought of what he was going to do?

"You wait for me, I'll come out right away."

Mo Feng got up quickly, said to Ina who was lying in the snow, and then ran to the entrance of the village, happily stepping on the thick snow, his steps were so light, and he was a little fluttering.

And Ina got up and looked at Mo Feng, who had already run away, and muttered with a face full of words, "What are you doing?" I wonder if he thought of it? ”

Joy with melancholy and shyness does not belong to the emotions of the cold president.

Mo Feng, who ran home, quickly picked up the guitar, and then stepped on the snow marks and returned to Ina's side again, at this time Ina was already standing in the snow, waiting for Mo Feng, a little anxious.

When she saw Mo Feng appear in front of her, and holding the guitar, Ina was even more puzzled.

"How did you get your guitar out? What are you going to do? Ina asked, confused.

"What are you asking me to do? I'm going to do something. Mo Feng said with a smile.

"What am I asking you to do?" Ina asked rhetorically.

"Wait." Mo Feng quickly took the guitar out of his guitar bag, and then sat on the ground, looking ready to sing.

And Ina looked at Mo Feng, as if she already knew what Mo Feng was going to do? also learned from Mo Feng and sat in the snow, sitting opposite Mo Feng, and the face of Allure was full of anticipation.

Ina's hint, Mo Feng understood the meaning through the snowflakes, and the confession was only completed once for Mo Feng, when facing Ina, Mo Feng couldn't help but be a little nervous, even if it was eroded by the cold wind, it was unspeakably nervous to be blown away by the snowflakes.

glanced at Ina, and played the guitar, the guitar that had been covered in snow, and played moving music, this accompaniment was arranged by Mo Feng himself, and when he was bored at home, he wrote a song that integrated into his feelings, and it was also because of his own creation.

After the prelude was finished, Mo Feng began to sing affectionately to Ina under the witness of the heavy snow.

"Everyone longs for a happy life, but not everyone understands the true meaning of happiness.

Even I am no exception, I didn't know what happiness was before, and your appearance, your appearance in front of my eyes, resided in my heart.

My heart is completely occupied by you, and there is no room for resistance. ”

Mo Feng's singing is not high, but it is very affectionate, all the fluttering snowflakes are the foil of this song, Mo Feng's own music is so melodious, revealing happiness everywhere, and at this moment Ina is sitting on the snow is already sluggish, the beautiful eyes do not know whether they are red from the frozen, or there are traces of moving, pieces of delicate snowflakes fall on the hair, listening to Mo Feng's confession, the confession composed for himself.

"This is you, my exclusive happiness.

Happiness can now be defined.

This is me, your true love.

This eternal promise can be made now.

A Promise of Love"

Mo Feng's song really sang his heart, maybe this kind of confession is not surprising, on the contrary, it is very ordinary, but Mo Feng is not singing other people's songs, but singing his own songs, just to express true and sincere love.

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