But his heart was cold, as if he could freeze himself back to the worst scene of his childhood memory. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This was the weather on the day my mother died. The wind and clouds changed color, and a cold wind was blowing in the Feng Palace, and he stood outside the door and heard a cry coming from inside.

The younger sister and brother are fighting over a delicate ball, and he alone knows what happened.

Their mother is gone, and the only person who can protect them in this harem is gone.

And now, my father is ...... too.

Thinking of the news and pictures coming out of the shark beads, he felt that it was all like a dream.

He desperately needed something warm to make him feel real.

The smile in front of her eyes was very warm, and the smile in her eyes and the smile on the corner of her mouth were all things that she wanted to reach out to touch.

And so he did.

Finally fighting the drowsiness and cold, the minibus crawling towards the owner felt that it was really going to stiffen, so let it freeze!

What are the two guys doing over there?

Later, Mao Mao and Mei Jiu Nuan saw that it was not leaving, and Mei Jiu Nuan climbed over the snake body of the minibus in three or two steps: "Minibus, you are going to die!" Why stand up like a corpse in the middle of the road, you ......! ”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

In the snow not far away, the man was dressed in white, with blue piping, and the phoenix feather pattern on it was spread together with the hem of the woman's green dress, which was indescribably harmonious and beautiful.

Because the styles of the clothes are not far apart, it is even more right.

Shi Lanhe stretched out his palm towards the pink cheeks of Senior Sister Xiangli, and only after comparison, did he find that this girl's face was round, but unfortunately it was not as big as her own palm.

Yuan Qinqin's eyes were full of confusion and astonishment. Shi Lanhe's eyes she couldn't understand, a bit like a memory, a bit like an injury.

Shi Lanhe felt that under the palm of his hand, the skin of the contact guide was delicate and warm, like a piece of fine warm jade, and he was not affected by this ice and snow at all.

The other party seemed to be frozen by his ice, and he wanted to dodge but still didn't.

This action was like an invisible encouragement, and Shi Lanhe suddenly fell into it, as if there was only this person between heaven and earth, and this feeling existed.

Shi Lanhe thought intoxicated: Please don't come to other things for the time being, give me a little time to recover, give me a little time to think......

It's so warm.

If you want to get closer, get closer.

When he came back to his senses, his whole face had been pasted, and the pear girl was really like a magnet.

The soft lip flaps touch, one warm and the other cold.

They parted slightly, and they both shuddered with a sigh. One is sighing and comfortable, and the other is frozen.

Shi Lanhe took advantage of this sigh to deepen the kiss, and carefully leaned in, the other party wanted to dodge, he quickly held the back of her head, did not let her go, and the originally loose hug became tight.

Shilan River sighed comfortably: it was incredibly warm and soft inside, with a sweet smell, reaching the chest and abdomen. Breathing becomes rapid and needs to be deepened.

There's nothing left, there's nothing to think about.......

This is Yuan Qinqin's first kiss, she can only passively accept it, weak hands and feet, cold lips and cold hands, and the ambiguous atmosphere that is broken in confusion.

Shi Lanhe kissed the girl for the first time, but he was not reserved and cautious.

He had always been a nervous child.

When the brothers had long been taught what was going on between men and women, and they had completed the transition from boy to man under the "guidance" of female officers.

He rejected all arrangements.

Shi Lanhe's nerves have been crumbling, his father is unable to support himself alone, and there is a poisonous snake at home, so he has no heart to think about anything else.

Even about Yuan Qinqin, he has been lying to himself, for his sister.

To this day, he really can't hold on, and all the unspeakable feelings are released between heaven and earth with this kiss.

As a prince, this is ridiculous: he does not dare to live freely, because he did not live for himself in the first place.

He is for the entire Feng Kingdom, for his father and mother, and for his younger brothers and sisters.

Yuan Qinqin was a little sober, but she was also completely confused by Shi Lanhe's move.

Which tendon is wrong with him, and he suddenly wants to stick to it and kiss himself?

There is a special smell on Shilan River's body, which is not any other aroma, but the smell of ink.

Mixed with his taste, it smells good.

His taste was cold. For some reason, Yuan Qinqin's mind vaguely appeared the feelings that another person had given her.

It's so cold, too.

Shi Lanhe froze Yuan Qinqin a little cold, but her warmth could be controlled by herself, and soon the two people who hugged each other warmed up.

Shi Lanhe hugged her greedily for a while, feeling that her body was already full of warmth, and the movements of the two people had already stiffened.

He was a little embarrassed in his heart, more reluctant to give up, and reluctant to let go.

It's as if one moment is gone, and the next moment she is no longer her own.

Although she was quite cooperative throughout the process, he had such insecurities in his heart.

As a person who has always been bright and upright, the scenery and the moon are famous all over the world.

He, in this matter, lied.

Everything seemed to be hidden in front of this girl, and he didn't know how long his lies would last.

He just made one thing clear, Feng Guo needed her, and he needed it too.

Yuan Qinqin saw him move, thinking that he was going to let go of himself.

Unexpectedly, he didn't, just changed his position and pulled her into his arms again.

There was a rapid thump near the heart.

Shi Lanyin is very careful to choose the fabric for her brother's clothes, even if the soft cheeks are attached, you can feel the softness of the fabric, combined with the warm characteristics of this man, it really complements each other.

Shi Lanhe's voice was hoarse, and his tone carried the gentleness of a man and the rare fragility: "Ah Qin, come with me, okay?" ”

Seeing that she did not refuse his hug, he boldly raised his hand and stroked her shiny hair.

In the ruins of the icy jungle, he remembered the feeling of this moment, which can be called the quiet of the years.

It would have been better if Yuan Qinqin hadn't come out of his arms in the next second.

The brains in Yuan Qinqin's brain are now like a pot of boiling boiling water, and on the one hand, there is a boiling ecstasy Shi Lanhe actually took the initiative to get close to him, and they actually took a big step forward!

On the other side, reason is also shouting wildly, Shilan River is simply: too! No! Correct! Often! Finish!

Yes, she likes him very much and has confessed to him. Coco, his mental journey must have gone too fast.

What about the process of making something from nothing? What about the process of going from not liking not accepting to liking to accepting? Have they all been eaten by Maomao!

(Mao Mao lying gun is very innocent)

"Where are you going?" She finally pulled a very important question out of her cluttered mind and asked.

Shi Lanhe's arms suddenly emptied, as if he had lost the entire century, and he reluctantly moved over and wanted to hug him: "Aqin......." (To be continued.) )