Chapter 882: Bamboo Horse, He's Very Cold (68)

He walked forward a little way, walked around the corner of the corridor, lowered his eyelashes and prepared to cross the cloister of the castle, but suddenly something behind him was against his waist, what seemed to be a gun, and someone whispered, "Don't move." ”

An Jin's expression was calm, holding the book in one hand, and holding the man's wrist in turn with the other, he easily unloaded the gun, and the person was dragged in front of him in a flash of light.

Seeing that the man's back was about to hit the pillar, several English books fell to the snow with a clatter.

An Jin quietly looked at the person in front of her.

One of his hands held her wrist, and the other was behind her head, blocking the impact of the post.

Yu Chu blinked, the back of his head was the boy's slender and warm palm, and in front of him were beautiful eyebrows.

"Didn't scare you?" She laughed.

An Jin let go of her and bent down to pick up the book, "I can hear you...... How can it scare me. ”

Yu Chu looked at him, "...... I came to see you, why didn't you feel happy at all? ”

An Jin's movements paused slightly, and he looked sideways.

He suddenly showed a faint smile, and the pale man lowered his eyes, leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips gently.

"Huh? Do you have to be enthusiastic to show that I'm happy? ”

He got up, the light fragrance was far away, Yu Chu couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his lips, and secretly raised his eyes to look at him.

"Let's go, go home." The slender man naturally took her hand, just like a child, just like a teenager.

Back at home, Yu Chu looked around, and when he turned around, he saw that the man took off his coat and put it on the hanger casually, revealing the dark sweater underneath, lining the slender and transparent figure, and every line was extremely exquisite.

It's really good to see big from a small age. Yu Chu still remembers the first time he saw him when he was a child, the little child had a serious expression, and his white and tender little hands were putting together puzzles, and he didn't look at her.

She thought and couldn't help but laugh.

……

In a few days abroad, the two of them stayed together every day, sometimes walking on the street, like an old husband and wife.

An Jin didn't do anything excessive to her, just kissed and hugged her every day, when he read a book, let her nest in his arms, Yu Chu sometimes deliberately flirted with bad intentions, but the little bamboo horse has always been very calm.

It wasn't until he was about to leave that Yu Chu couldn't help but ask movingly: "Brother An Jin, is it because you are abroad, so you are afraid that I will not be at ease?" Do you want to get married after ......"

An Jin was reaching out to turn off the last lamp, hearing this, he lowered his head slightly, and the indifferent person raised his eyes, and his voice was slightly lowered, "You say, why didn't I touch you?" ”

Yu Chu nodded.

- Xiaozhuma is abroad now, and she must be afraid that she will not be at ease, so she will not touch it until she gets married.

I have to say that although the thinking of the fragments is always a little strange, it is really good for her.

The more Yu Chu thought about it, the more moved he became, and raised his hand to hug the man.

An Jin was hugged by her neck and slowly pressed down, the young man's cold voice was dyed a little dull and magnetic in the snowy night, "What do you think?" ”

Yu Chu strangely stepped back a little and looked at him.

The little bamboo horse's slender lips hooked up a smile, and the person who has always been cold, with stunning eyebrows and eyes lined with the snow outside the window, was stunning and slightly evil. His eyes drooped, his eyelashes shining through the shadows, and his slender fingers slowly covering her.

Yu Chu watched him unbutton the first button of his pajamas, and said in a low voice, "You think too much." ”

"......" Yu Chu looked up.

"I'm not worried that we won't be able to come together......" he said slowly, his voice cold, and slightly confused, "What's there to worry about?" ”