"It seems that I don't need a hand warmer to sleep tonight."

"In the future, I won't need it."

Why is this so sweet?

Han Yingying stretched out her hand to cover her face, feeling that her cheeks were a little hot.

"Sakura, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, my face is cold."

Hearing this, Shen Mosheng immediately stopped, held her face with both hands, and asked seriously, "Is this better?" ”

Her face was ironed with heat, and Han Yingying wanted to laugh, but she couldn't help but make it bad.

"But my hands are getting cold."

Shen Mosheng thought for a while, quickly grabbed Han Yingying's hand and put it in his pocket, and then held her face: "It's not cold anymore." ”

Amused by his actions, Han Yingying said happily: "But in this way, we can't walk." ”

Frowning slightly, Shen Mosheng was obviously a little distressed.

Then, he pulled Han Yingying into a supermarket quickly, bought hats, scarves, and gloves, and armed Han Yingying fully, leaving only two round eyes exposed, looking at him full of doubts and helplessness.

Shen Mosheng was very satisfied: "It's not cold this way." ”

"Shen Mosheng, it's too exaggerated......"

"It's important to keep warm."

Han Yingying couldn't cry or laugh: "You don't want to hold hands?" How do you pull it while wearing gloves? ”

"It's more important to keep warm, and wait until it's not cold." Although it is a little regrettable, Shen Mosheng is even more reluctant to let Han Yingying freeze than holding hands.

"If you don't take it now, you won't have a chance in the future."

A flash of struggle flashed in his eyes, and in the end, Shen Mosheng decided to prioritize Han Yingying's warmth.

Defeated by her, Han Yingying took off a glove: "Shen Mosheng, stretch out your hand." ”

Shen Mosheng stretched out his hand in a daze.

Putting that glove on his right hand, Han Yingying ordered in a low voice: "Squat." ”

Shen Mosheng immediately squatted down.

Han Yingying took off the scarf, half wrapped it around his neck, half wrapped it around her own neck, and then grabbed his left hand without gloves and looked at him triumphantly.

"See? This is the correct way to wear a scarf and gloves. ”

Shen Mosheng nodded quite instructively, like a child discovering a new toy, looking at the scarf and gloves in a new way, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Sakura Sakura is so smart, it's the first time I know it's still like this."

For his praise, Han Yingying was very useful, and the trembling between her eyebrows was even heavier: "Of course, I don't look at who I am." ”

"I like that."

"If you like it, it's fine."

"Sakura, it's like this in the future, is it okay?" Shen Mosheng's eyes sparkled and looked at Han Yingying with a strong expectation.

How can people bear to refuse with this look in your eyes?

Han Yingying raised the white flag without resistance at all: "I reluctantly agreed." ”

"Sakura Sakura is so nice."

Han Yingying curled the corners of her mouth and smiled very contentedly.

The two walked together intimately, sharing a scarf, sharing a pair of gloves, and there was a strong sweetness and happiness between their eyebrows and eyes.

People passing by couldn't help but take a few more looks.

A man holding a camera walked up to the two and asked eagerly in not fluent English: "The two of them look so well matched, can I take a picture of the two of them on Facebook?" ”

Shen Mosheng replied fluently: "May I ask my wife." ”

The man looked at Han Yingying expectantly, and asked politely again.

Han Yingying was very happy to agree.