It was raining in the south of the Yangtze River, and it was drizzling outside, Su Qiao stretched out his hand and couldn't help but take a drop of rain curiously.

This kind of weather seems to have been seen in Jiangnan for a long time.

She blinked, suddenly became a little interested, and directly picked up the cyan umbrella in the room and walked out.

The girl was dressed in a cyan Luo skirt, walked outside, and gently stepped on the shallow puddle.

It is true that the fun of ancient times is less than a little less than that of modern times.

In modern times, she is also very easy to play alone.

The girl with a beautiful face and a dusty face held a blue umbrella, turned around slightly, and the rain splashed everywhere.

The young man who was leaning outside the wooden window squinted his eyes, looked at the hazy rain outside, and the little girl who was playing in the water, and couldn't help laughing.

The boy once never knew the sorrow of parting.

Now I feel it thoroughly.

Su Heng blinked, and couldn't help but be a little bored by the weather.

The young man was slanted by the rain, and his slender eyelashes were slightly stained with a bit of moisture, he bent the corners of his lips, walked out, stretched out his hand to hold Su Qiao's slightly cold palm, lowered his eyes and said softly, "It's cold here." ”

"How about going back?"

Su Qiaoxing's eyes turned up slightly, with a bit of charm that seemed to be a hook but not a hook, "Are you cold?" ”

Su Heng put his chin against her shoulder, took the umbrella over, all in her direction, and then smiled: "Hmm." I'm cold. ”

The little girl blinked when she heard this, and then took him by the hand and walked into the house.

Immediately, Su Heng heard her muttering in a low voice, "Liar." ”

What do you call him cold?

Her hands were hotter than hers.

Although the voice was small, how could Su Heng, as a person who practiced martial arts, not hear it.

The young man's voice was low, and he followed her words, "Hmm." ”

"Liar."

He was afraid of her cold.

……

Because she had enough of playing with water, Su Qiao began to get bored again, and it was not early, so she shook her slender calves and couldn't help but shrink into the quilt lazily.

Su Heng stood still and didn't dare to go over.

The aggrieved Baba looks like a little daughter-in-law.

Xu is his gaze is too obvious, making it difficult for Su Qiao to ignore it.

She lifted her eyelids and met Su Heng's clear and round pupils, and her heart softened uncontrollably again.

Woooooooo

How can it be so cute.

The fifteen-year-old boy Lang still had a feeling of childishness before he opened up.

Su Qiao pinched his face and reluctantly persuaded himself to be reserved.

As a result, Su Heng actually drilled her quilt directly!!

The little girl was dumbfounded.

She wanted to kick the person down, but the other party leaned over and pressed against her directly, the hot breath lingered slightly, and the dense kiss fell directly when Su Qiao didn't react.

"Sister......" he whispered, his tone lingering and gentle.

I don't know why.

Su Qiao always felt that at this time, every sentence of him was full of the taste of parting.

She licked the corners of her lips slightly, didn't care about anything else, rolled directly into his arms, grabbed the young man's clothes, and asked in a low voice, "You, are you hiding something from me?" ”

Because the breathing of being kissed was a little disordered, Su Qiao's speech was a little soft.

It's just life-threatening.

Su Heng rubbed her, kissed her soft lips dissatisfiedly, imprisoned the person in his arms, and chuckled lightly under the curled eyelashes.

The eyes are full of desire to talk and reluctance.

"Sister."

After a pause, his moist eyes lowered slightly, "I like Jiangnan very much." ”

I like you more, too.