Yu Zhouwan blushed suddenly, "Hmm......"

Her voice was fluttering, like a little milk cat.

Yu Zhouwan unconsciously raised his hand and put it on Jiang Xu's arm.

The material of the suit is particularly comfortable to the touch.

The heart seems to have really settled down a lot.

But the feeling of being clogged has never been alleviated.

"Jiang Xu," Yu Zhouwan said slowly, "I always feel that something bad will happen." ”

She exhaled heavily, "I felt the same way when that happened seven years ago......

Yu Zhouwan still chose to say why she cared so much about this uneasiness.

Jiang Xu's eyes darkened a little, and his thin lips opened lightly: "There won't be anything like that happening again, believe me." ”

He couldn't do anything about what happened from beginning to end.

He didn't even know what it was like back then.

Even if he later arranged for his own people to go to the base, there are very few people in the base who know about this matter of the little cutie.

Inexplicably, people will have the illusion that the little cutie just left him and returned to the base, and nothing happened in between.

Jiang Xu subconsciously tightened his arms, and couldn't help but want to press Yu Zhouwan into his bones.

But the strength of his men is very light.

Yu Zhouwan bit his lip, and the emotion on his fair little face was unclear: "... I believe you. ”

The uneasiness in her heart had nothing to do with whether she believed in Jiang Xu or not.

Yu Zhouwan is not an idealist, but sometimes she has to admit that these feelings are very accurate.

Jiang Xu's chin lightly touched the top of Yu Zhouwan's hair, lowered his eyes to look at the hands of the two of them with their fingers interlocked, and said in a low voice:

"As long as she is in the imperial capital, she can't run."

Yu Zhouwan's ghost sent a god to raise his hand and cover the hands of the two of them.

Her weak and boneless palm touched the back of Jiang Xu's hand and pinched it lightly and heavily.

"Why are your hands always cold...?" She asked softly.

Originally, I wanted to ask if she was wearing less clothes, but seeing that she was just a thin sweatshirt, and Jiang Xu was wearing a suit, she stopped.

Jiang Xu's thumb rubbed her thumb, and her low magnetic voice was dyed with a shallow smile: "Waiting for you to warm me." ”

Yu Zhouwan's heart trembled slightly, and he let out a casual "oh".

Then, her hand covering it rubbed twice on the back of his hand, helping him warm his hands, tilting his head slightly sideways, and her soft voice was like glutinous rice dumplings: "It's okay to be warm like this, right?" ”

The eyebrows and eyes on the fair-skinned little face are crooked, and those eyes seem to be embellished with starlight.

Jiang Xu's eyes and eyebrows were full of pleasure, and the corners of his lips raised a very slight arc, restraining himself, and just moved his arms.

"Yes, it works better than warming the baby."

Compare her to a warm baby?

Yu Zhouwan snorted lightly and muttered: "I'm much better than a warm baby, and the market is priceless." ”

The curvature of Jiang Xu's lips was a little larger, and his low-magnetic voice was doting: "Yes, my little cutie, but it's a priceless treasure." ”

Yu Zhouwan's heart softened, his earlobes were faintly pink, and his tone was a little arrogant: "So you have to cherish me in the future, you know...?" ”

"Definitely." Jiang Xu's tone suddenly became a little heavier.

Just two words, he said it extremely seriously.

If Yu Zhouwan could see Jiang Xu's face now, he would find how solemn his expression was.