The distance between the two people stopped when it was about two fists, and An Chenglin took a good look at the woman in front of him.

I didn't apply a little powder, but my cheeks were as bright as peach blossoms, and the luster was so beautiful, full of cheeks.

This delicate white skin reminds people of peeled white eggs. Extremely tender, in the world, this kind of skin seems to have a description of the saying, called blowing bombs can be broken.

Even when I saw a girl with delicate cheeks, I didn't seem to notice this before.

At this time, the distance is close at hand, but people can't extricate themselves.

Ye Qingli lowered his head slightly, as if he was stunned for a moment. When you come back to your senses, it's the touch of the skin on your cheeks.

It was very lukewarm, very warm, and it made one wonder if it had just come out of that water after soaking in the hot water.

That kind of heat spreads from the cheeks to the texture and to the heart.

Ye Qingli subconsciously raised his head and saw his eyes as bright as the sun, and the light in those eyes was so shining.

Just by looking at it, you can understand the hidden rising heat from this unusual intensity.

"Are you alright?"

Her cheeks were not cold, but after skin contact, there was a sense of gap, and Ye Qingli felt that compared to his body temperature, hers was indeed very low.

At this moment, what is circulating is an inexplicable love thread.

Hooked up, a wonderful change of mood.

Ye Qingli looked around, he couldn't see anything, the space was very large, and a slight cool air in the night rushed in along the placket that was a little open.

What causes it is a tremor on the skin.

Ye Qingli moved slightly, wanting to distance himself a little more.

This coolness is nothing at all for Ye Qingli, who currently has so much strength. It's just that it's a reminder that she should stay awake when it's cold at night.

A strong, slightly rough hand, pulling some distance.

Ye Qingli felt it, the hand supporting the ground had not yet exerted its strength, and under the bent knee, there was an extra hand, and there was also an extra strength on the waist.

The strength of her clothes made her move backwards.

It's just that where can you retreat backwards, what you collide with is the warm touch of the body that is only half a fist away.

It's not so strange anymore, she seems to be getting familiar with it.

Slightly sideways, the change of posture made her body not very stable.

In the midst of the turmoil, she instinctively circled his neck.

This action was echoed with a contented chuckle. It seems to come out of the depths of the body, a low smile.

"I'm not going to let you get hurt."

How could it be, how could the person who cared for her in the palm of her hand make her hurt.

Neither can others nor themselves.

The bed was right behind him, so he didn't have to take a few steps at all.

Ye Qingli was placed on the soft bed. I don't know what kind of material it is, it's not soft enough, but even in my heart, it's a little soft.

The lights are not so dazzling, but at this moment, it is enough to make people blur.

Ye Qingli blinked, at this moment, he didn't know what to say. She could almost realize that she seemed to be in a state of emptiness.

That's right, it's the state of being empty.

Don't think about anything, don't go and don't think about anything.

Above the neck, there was a hand, a warm hand, and then a cheek touch.

The tanned skin is not as rough as expected, on the contrary, it is surprisingly delicate.

Ye Qingli lost a little bit of his mind in such a contact.

However, at this time, perhaps, it should not be such an irrational time. She closed her eyes and pinched her palm hard in the darkness in front of her.

The pain it brings is enough to make people feel clear.

Ye Qingli heard the low words in his ear, with such a clear bewitchment, although the words he said were not like that.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to do anything to you."

This seemed to be a guarantee, however, Ye Qingli felt that it was not very useful.

Both of them seem to be on the verge of losing their minds.

In this kind of closed space, and the gap in strength that can be said to be a little disparity, it is not impossible to panic.

He just hugged her like that, as if he was really fulfilling his promise and didn't move.

The heat is slowly subsiding.

for two.

"Are you alright?"

Out of concern, Ye Qingli asked such a sentence.

In response to her, the first thing was the hand that slid behind her back.

Of course, this panic only lasted less than two seconds, and then there was a gentle voice in the ear, with such a clear sense of reassurance.

"Don't worry, it's really just a hug.

Just hug it. ”

It's really just a hug.

Although the heart longs for more, longs for more, maybe it is really backlogged for many years, many years.

So, after such a long time, it suddenly opened, as if it had opened the floodgates and was released, with an incomparably amazing power.

Ye Qingli was so clearly uneasy, although he couldn't see it, he could also know it from the waves of the heart lake.

He probably really scared her.

He didn't want that, perhaps, it was really too early, not the time.

They need more time to adapt.

According to reason, both of them need to be calm, calm down.

As if to convince himself, he slowly blurted out another emphatic sentence:

"Really, it's nice to hold it."

This feeling of nostalgia is very strange. I can't tell what it tastes like, but it's magical enough to make it impossible to put it down.

What can't be let go is the hand, but also the heart.

He slowly stepped back a step away, leaning against her, then lying on his back beside her.

Ye Qingli's hand didn't exert its strength, but just bent it weakly and put it at his side.

The shiny fingertips shine on the white clothes.

was firmly grasped and held in his hands by the people around him.

Ye Qingli has always felt that his hands are not very small.

It's just that in the comparison between hands and hands, Ye Qingli felt that his hands were so small.

It is not the comparison that creates the gap, but the comparison that knows the gap.

Her hands moved, and at last she stopped, as if she had seen something very new.

The eyes that sparkled with excitement were full of a magical sense of vitality.

Like, that's the smart eye.

Then he unconsciously said:

"What's wrong?"

Ye Qingli looked at it, his ten fingers clenched the hands that were folded together, and looked at him again.