The green silk is like a waterfall, sliding down the shoulder.

That picture is as beautiful as it would only appear in a dream.

The photographer pressed the shutter and retained the beauty of the moment.

And Han Jingshen never let go of Ji Xiaofan during the whole process.

The coat on Ji Xiaofan's shoulders also fell to the ground, his arms were exposed in the air, and the cold made people can't help but get goosebumps.

She whined twice, and Han Jingshen stretched out his arms and took her into his arms, tightly, as if he wanted to cover up all the cold wind and rain for her.

Ji Xiaofan gradually came back to his senses, and if he didn't come back to his senses, he would be suffocated to death.

Han Jingshen really used her as medicine, and was ready to swallow it all.

She pushed him with her hands, but unfortunately she couldn't.

The shouts around Ji Xiaofan were all heard at this time.

Thinking that Qiao Yuliang was still beside him, and several students from No. 1 Middle School were also there, Han Jingshen was endless*, Ji Xiaofan was ashamed and had an indescribable sweetness.

Over there, Qiao Yuliang pressed the horn on the car, and then got out of the car.

Finally, Han Jingshen let go of Ji Xiaofan.

Looking down at Ji Xiaofan, her face was already as good as a boiled shrimp.

Han Jingshen reached out and pinched Ji Xiaofan's jaw, forcing her to look at herself.

Ji Xiaofan looked up at Han Jingshen, only to feel that his eyes were even more unrestrained at this time.

It's a little more intense than before.

"Xiaofan, Lao Tzu finally tasted it."

Ji Xiaofan: "......"

Ji Xiaofan thought that Han Jingshen's love words were always different from others.

Han Jingshen looked at Ji Xiaofan's shy eyes, thought of what he had just now, and couldn't help but hook the corner and say:

"Sweet, fragrant, I'm going to die."

"......" Ji Xiaofan wanted to beat someone when she heard it, she glared at Han Jingshen and said: "You are about to stink to death, the smell of smoke, the smell of wine, everywhere is stinky, stinky man!" ”

In fact, it doesn't stink, Ji Xiaofan said it deliberately.

He didn't drink much at the banquet, just a few sips.

I haven't smoked much cigarettes lately, only half of them just now.

made Ji Xiaofan think of before he was reborn, in the blazing fire, he was like this.

At this moment, how familiar.

Han Jingshen listened to Ji Xiaofan's disgusted words and laughed.

"Then I'll go back to the hotel, I won't smell after brushing, and I'll let you try again."

Ji Xiaofan looked at his unashamed appearance, pushed him away, and went to pick up the coat on the ground.

"Loosen up, it's almost cold."

Han Jingshen bent down to pick up the coat for Ji Xiaofan, Ji Xiaofan was wearing temporarily borrowed shoes, because it was inconvenient to step on the accelerator and brake in high heels.

Han Jingshen went over there and brought over the shoes she had worn at the banquet for Ji Xiaofan.

The shoes were personally picked by Han Jingshen, covered with a long skirt, and no one paid attention.

Qiao Yuliang leaned on his car and looked at them with his chest crossed.

Han Jingshen took the shoes back, and the silver shoes were inlaid with crystals.

Under the light of the surrounding light, the shoes seem to glow.

Han Jingshen squatted down, let Ji Xiaofan lean on the car, took off the shoes on Ji Xiaofan's feet, and held her feet in the palm of his hand to look at it.

After that, Han Jingshen looked up at Ji Xiaofan, "Your feet are too small, not as big as my hands." ”

Ji Xiaofan's feet are between 35-36 yards, and this yardage has not changed since he grew up now.

"Who's like you, big hands and feet, like Tarzan of the Apes." He was still tall, and that boy was the most eye-catching in the crowd no matter where he went.