It was because of this strange soft touch that Xi Nian's hand stayed for a while.

This kind of stroking technique made Ye Qingli have the illusion of being a pet for a moment, and he felt like a pet, and his head was scratched by the owner with a wonderful technique.

She grabbed the hand, the hand that was on her head.

The temperature of the hands is very high, and it is slightly hot.

She looked at him, a wisp of astonishment streaming from her eyes.

"Uh, you're ......"

Ye Qingli didn't think of a good wording, so after saying two words, he was stunned.

I don't seem to know what to say.

"What's wrong with me?"

A bright smile, spreading from the bottom of the golden eyes, is very beautiful, full of sly smiles.

"You ......"

Ye Qingli grabbed his hand and unconsciously used a little force, touching it to bring a stronger feeling of body temperature.

"You, you look like you're hot, huh?"

I don't know when it started, but the body temperature of the western year seems to have returned to normal, but there are still times when it is not normal, and this situation occurs.

She moved her hand and shook his hand, as if to make further sure, though she was already sure of the occasional high temperature.

"Well, today's temperature is high, and if you wear a lot, you will naturally get hot."

Ye Qingli nodded and said:

"It's true that you're wearing more than me, but the weather today is actually okay, it's not too high, and at this point in time, the cool breeze is blowing, and it's not easy to feel hot."

Ye Qingli smiled and said with emotion.

Xi Nian's brows moved slightly, as if he was touched.

"And what do you think is the reason?"

Ye Qingli seemed to be asked this question, and was stunned for a moment.

She rested her back on the bed, sat on the wooden floor, her legs half-bent, and wore a thin white silk shirt, outlining her beautiful figure.

Probably this question is really difficult, the silence has spread in the air for a long, long time, and between the four eyes, there is a kind of tenderness in the veins.

"What do you think is the reason?"

"I think, I think it's ......" Ye Qingli answered along with his question, still not coming up with a better wording.

The sudden hug and the laughter that fell behind his ears interrupted Ye Qingli's thoughts.

The voice has disappeared, but the traces left in the heart have not left half a minute.

The breath of a very familiar person spreads between the wings of the nose, bringing a subtle touch.

"You're so smart, I suppose you know the answer."

The low, magnetic voice is like a wind in the ears, blowing a gentle and soft breath.

It's probably the heartstrings that stir it.

Ye Qingli's body unconsciously stepped back for half a minute, and then he was pressed back by the force that followed closely.

I couldn't move, so I knew each other very well and stopped moving.

"yes, that's what you think."

The smile on the corner of his mouth quietly bloomed, and above the white neck, the fiery breath made people's hearts tremble.

Ye Qingli wanted to move, but was held down again.

"You must know why, so it's better to be quiet."

I don't know when, Ye Qingli has been firmly held in his arms.

The bronze skin, which surrounds the white skin, produces a wonderful effect.

Unexpected harmony.