Fu Yichen squeezed Song Baoxuan's hand a little tighter and said.

"It's not hot."

Song Baoxuan was speechless, her palms were sweaty and not hot?

It's just that he's not hot, and he's hot too, okay? I don't understand why I want to hold hands, except for the heat, it's useless.

But Fu Yichen didn't think so, he held Song Baoxuan's hand, feeling full of heart and very down-to-earth.

There were too many people, Fu Yichen and Song Baoxuan didn't have much interest in this amusement park, so they went out.

When he went out, Fu Yichen kept holding Song Baoxuan's hand, and Song Baoxuan felt that his hand was almost familiar.

She said, moving her hand.

"It's so hot!"

She wanted to suggest that Fu Yichen let go of her hand, but Fu Yichen didn't seem to understand her hint.

Fu Yichen saw the sweat on Song Baoxuan's face, he didn't have a tissue in his pocket, so he used his own hand to help Song Baoxuan wipe the sweat.

"Let's find a cool place to sit and it won't be hot."

Fu Yichen led Song Baoxuan into a store, and the girls inside were amazed when they saw Fu Yichen, and then saw Song Baoxuan behind him, and felt a little disappointed.

It turns out that the name of the grass has a master!

"What does Xuan'er want to eat?"

Song Baoxuan was so hot that she couldn't do it, especially the hand that was tightly held by Fu Yichen, which was like a heat source, constantly transmitting heat to herself.

"Cool."

"Do you have anything cooler here?"

The clerk recommended a few ice creams to Fu Yichen, but Fu Yichen didn't know if they were delicious or not, he hadn't eaten any of them.

He lowered his head and asked Song Baoxuan.

"What do you think of Xuan'er?"

"Yes."

After ordering something, Fu Yichen took Song Baoxuan to a location.

Song Baoxuan wanted to pull out his hand and sit opposite Fu Yichen, but this guy didn't let go, and pulled Song Baoxuan to sit on the same side as him.

Song Baoxuan gritted her teeth and looked at Fu Yichen and said.

"Fu Yichen, can you let go?"

Fu Yichen said innocently.

"Sister, you promised to bring it to me."

"But you can't hold on all the time, are you trying to tie our hands together?"

Fu Yichen's eyes lit up and said.

"Sister, this proposal is good."

"You're big."

Song Baoxuan felt that she was a little too foul today, mainly Fu Yichen was too annoying.

She was a little angry, what is so hot!

"Will you let it go?"

Fu Yichen felt that Song Baoxuan was going to be angry, so he immediately let go of Song Baoxuan's hand, and Song Baoxuan's hand was sweating.

She pulled a tissue from the table and wiped her hands.

"I will never hold you next time."

Fu Yichen immediately admitted his mistake.

"Sister, I was wrong. But you're leaving, so I'd like to take you a little longer. ”

There was not much expression on his face, but his tone was a little aggrieved, and coupled with the rabbit ears on his head, he looked pitiful.

Song Baoxuan was not much angry in her heart.

Fu Yichen looked at Song Baoxuan and asked.

"When is my sister going to go back?"

"The day after tomorrow, I've been here for a long time."

Fu Yichen lowered his head and said.

"Oh."

Fu Yichen didn't speak anymore until the clerk brought the things.

"Please slow down, two of you!"

Song Baoxuan ate some ice cream and said when she saw that Fu Yichen didn't touch his share of ice cream.

"Why don't you eat it?"

Fu Yichen glanced at Song Baoxuan and said in a low voice.

"My sister is leaving, I can't eat."

Song Baoxuan felt a little funny, wasn't Fu Yichen quite cold?

Why did it suddenly change?

"I wasn't there before, how could you eat?"

"It used to be tasteless."

"Then continue to eat tasteless now!"

Fu Yichen reached out and pinched Song Baoxuan's face and said.

"My sister is so ruthless!"

"What does it matter to me if you don't eat?"

Fu Yichen saw that Song Baoxuan had been eating ice cream, and he really didn't plan to care about himself, so he snatched Song Baoxuan's ice cream in front of him.

Song Baoxuan watched helplessly as Fu Yichen put his ice cream out of reach.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Yichen spoke very calmly.

"Sister, you don't care about me."

But what he said revealed a sense of grievance.

Song Baoxuan stared at Fu Yichen's expressionless face and said.

"How? Spanking? ”

"My sister can fight if she wants."

Song Baoxuan clenched her fists and put them in front of Fu Yichen.

"If I punch down, you may be disfigured."

"It's okay, my sister doesn't care about me anyway."