It had snowed before.

Snowflakes are still falling in the sky.

It's just scattered, and only under the illumination of the light can you see a little snow falling.

The little girl was wearing a pink coat, and the light beige plush collar set off the fair little face even more exquisitely.

She was holding a steaming box in her hand and was stuffing it into her mouth.

A pair of dead fish eyes looked around at the next stall.

Chi Yan followed one step behind her, looking at the little girl running blindly on the snack street.

I've eaten in the afternoon, so how can I still eat like this.

I saw that she had sauce on her lips and a bamboo skewer in her mouth, shaking it everywhere.

He was really a little afraid that this little girl would accidentally bump into something and let the bamboo stick pierce herself.

He took a quick step, then grabbed the little girl's shoulder and pulled her towards him.

Raising his hand, he pulled out the bamboo stick that the little girl was holding in her mouth.

Seeing the little girl raise her eyes, her big eyes were full of accusations, as if she was questioning what he was doing.

Chi Yan snorted lightly.

Hold the little girl and walk to the side.

He also had a scarf on his elbow.

When he walked to no one's place, he lowered his eyes and glanced at Qinghui.

The little girl's little face lined with pink colors is even more soft and white, looking at you like this, with a little softness.

Well, he didn't forget that she seemed to be quite stubborn at the beginning, wanting to find a colorful black to put on herself.

She didn't find it.

Chi Yan raised his hand, and while wrapping the scarf in his hand around the little girl, he spoke, "Isn't it too cold?" Still dangling around. ”

At this time, I can't see that I am afraid of the cold.

Qinghui blinked.

Climb against the big stove.

Little tongue licked the sauce from the corner of her lips, but not cleanly.

Chi Yan paused slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he was a little dangerous.

The next moment.

Qinghui only felt that the scarf was slightly removed.

A cold, familiar smell came.

It's a bit soft.

He slowly ......

Lick off the sauce she didn't lick clean.

Salty and slightly sweet sauce.

Chi Yan exhaled a low breath of heat.

Lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at the little girl's face.

Then it moved to the soft lips of the little girl.

Tap.

Then with a low chuckle, go deeper.

There are countless Kong Ming lanterns flying up slowly and leisurely in the sky, forming a long river of warm colors.

Qinghui's eyes widened slightly.

I can't really say what it's like.

Why does he have to come up again and again to kiss him?

Asaga: Although the picture in front of me is blocked, it still has to show the relief of the old mother.

Feeling his cold pine breath, Qinghui opened his mouth and gnawed back directly.

No matter what, Lord Lingjian, don't be cowardly at all!!

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After the little girl who was still in love with the small stalls outside took home.

When Chi Yan was washing, he looked at the tooth marks on his face in the mirror.

I feel that I really have a problem with my brain, how can I look at such a little girl, and when I think about it, the corners of my lips can't help but curl up.

As he thought so, he heard the door of his room being pushed open.

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Lift your feet and walk out of the small bathroom in your house.

I saw Qinghui dragging the slippers of the pink rabbit, standing at the door, yawning, and hanging dead fish eyes.

Seems a little dissatisfied.

"Why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Don't go to warm the bed?

Incompetent!

Chi Yan didn't bother to sort out Qinghui's magical brain circuit.

I just thought in my heart: It's quite early today, and every time I see her come to drill the quilt in the middle of the night.

Thinking about it, I walked to the side of the bed, leaned against the head of the bed, and lay down.

Seeing that the little girl is still standing there.

He laughed suddenly, leaned slightly sideways, lifted the corners of the quilt, looked over with dark eyes, fainted light, and said in a low voice, "Come here." ”