Chapter Seventy-Four: Cold Hands, Help Me Warm
"It's late."
The boy's voice was magnetic, with a hint of languidness.
I don't know if it's intentional.,Always unconsciously moved in her direction.。
Yu Huan subconsciously wanted to break free, but was firmly held by Gu Jingshi.
The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth,
"What? Afraid? ”
Yu Huan laughed as he listened,
"What do I have to fear?"
Gu Jing approached, and the corners of her lips seemed to be able to touch the side of her ear.
"You're scared, you're going to like me."
Compared to before, she is much more restrained.
"Narcissism!"
Yu Huan stepped on him angrily, and took the opportunity to break free and run outside.
"Lack of cleanup."
Gu Jingshi looked at Yu Huan's back and smiled softly, with connivance in his eyes, he chased after him with steps,
"Wait for me, it's a big night, you're not safe alone."
It's not safe to be with him, and she is angry with the law and she teases her, and there is no positive shape at all.
Yu walked briskly, and after a while, people caught up again.
Compared to physical strength, she can't compare to him.
Oh, maybe she can't beat him now.
I used to have a school record, but now.... Completely upside down.
At 9:45 p.m., it was already dark.
The campus had just finished classes, so it wasn't deserted at all.
There were parents who came to pick up their students outside, and there were many parked cars, and of course, there were also students who rode small electric donkeys or took the last bus home.
The lights were bright, the stars were twinkling in the sky, and Yu Huan was a little hungry, but the supermarket was closed, so he took out the can of yogurt in his bag and started drinking.
Gu Jingshi was walking next to her, but this time she didn't say much, just stared at the person beside her.
Yu Huan was a little uncomfortable with him, and raised his eyes to look over,
"What are you staring at me?"
Gu Jingshi had a smile on his face, and he was as kind as a stream,
"I think my little girl is so good-looking that I can't take my eyes off it."
Yu Huan snorted and turned his head,
"Flim Flam."
More than ever before.
Gu Jingshi smiled,
"That's just a flick for you."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and grabbed Yu Huan's hand.
Yu Huan was startled by his movements, and subconsciously wanted to retreat.
Gu Jingshi smiled in a low voice, and pulled the person over at once, and the whole palm wrapped her hand, casually scattered,
"I'm cold, warm my hands."
"Of course it's cold when you're wearing so thin."
Yu Huan blurted out, but the next moment he could feel the temperature coming from his palm.
Warm, very broad hands wrapped around her hands, rubbing her fingertips slightly.
Cold, not his hand, it's hers.
"I don't want to wear too thick, it's ugly."
The joking voice of the young man in his ear came, and Yu Huan seemed to think of something, and his side face was slightly red.
This sentence reminded her of herself two years ago, and Gu Jingshi definitely said it on purpose.
Yu Huan is actually quite afraid of the cold, but like other little girls, she doesn't like to wear autumn pants.
Especially when I was young two years ago, I had to wait until the weather was really cold before I was willing to put on autumn pants.
It's fine in the classroom, but when you go out for gym class, or come home from school in the evening.
His hands are very cold, and people are also very cold, and he often comes to him to warm his hands.
I don't know what the structure of this person is, obviously he doesn't wear so thick, the palm of his hand is warm, and the big hand wraps the small hand, as if he can warm her heart from the fingers.