712 Actually...... He is nice and gentle

Feng Qian's heart was pantothenic, and the strong astringency surged straight up, all the strength turned into nothingness when she heard his gentle and piercing "shallow", and her eyes were so red that she didn't dare to open them for a while.

"What for?" She smiled sullenly, "How come you are like a child, you are still pressing on me when you are so adult, you are not afraid of crushing me?" ”

While mocking him with disgust, he involuntarily reached out and wrapped his arms around his back and patted him down and down.

This man is indeed like a child sometimes.

His coldness, his hardness, all of them are the thick shell of his body, in fact...... He is nice and gentle.

"It doesn't matter, if it's crushed, I'll raise it for the rest of my life." Jun Moying snorted, as if angry.

Feng Qian closed his eyes, pressed the unknown taste in his heart, took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Okay, give it to you." She shrugged her shoulders, "Your chin is so hard, it hurts me so much, hug me in a different position?" ”

Jun Moying nodded in this posture, but said, "But I don't want to let you go at all." ”

Feng Qian was a little sore and itchy by him, and punched him twice in the back funny, "Don't you want to see me?" ”

"Who said that?" The man's voice was visibly slightly annoyed.

Feng Qian curled his lips: "Otherwise, why don't you take care of hugging me, don't take a good look at me, and don't let me take a good look at you?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the strength on his shoulders suddenly disappeared.

He was still pressing half of his body against her, his handsome face frozen an inch away from her, and the distance so close that her breath was full of his smell, almost confusing her heart.

Feng Qian stared at his facial features that were so perfect that he couldn't pick out a single flaw, and for a long time, his pupils contracted slightly several times.

If she doesn't move, he doesn't move, and lets her watch.

Gradually recovering from his distraction, Feng Qian's thin lips pursed slowly rose.

It's rare to have such a gentle smile on her face, and usually, her smile is so bright that you can't take your eyes off it. And this kind of laughter at this moment is obviously full of warmth, but it inexplicably makes the viewer feel as if his heart has been pulled up, and he is so uncomfortable that he wants to cry.

"Jun Moying, don't you have any questions for me?"

"Don't you remember?"

"Hmm...... In fact, there is still a little bit of an impression of ambiguity. ”

"Then pick something that impresses you and tell me about it." Jun Moying's tone was very light.

He didn't care so much if she remembered those things.

It can be said that he has not reacted to the great news of her recovery until now.

"I remember......" her smile grew softer.

"There is a man who told me that our daughter's name is Feng Nuan, and our son's name is Yi Han...... I remember a man who knew I wouldn't talk to him, and who would ask this and that in my ear every day. Well, that face seems to look good...... I remember a man who told me that even if I didn't get better for the rest of my life, he wouldn't leave my ......."

Speaking of this, her gentle and low voice was a little choked, and a shimmer of water floated in her crystal eyes.

"What should I do, Jun Moying, I remember all the things you are ashamed of, will you kill me?"

Seeing her smile as if she was about to cry but deliberately pretending to be playful, Jun Moying's heart was shocked and pulled her into his arms.

Her lips almost bumped into hers, her teeth tingling her mouth, and she gasped.