After the two finished eating, Song Ziming sent Manyun home.

Ziming wanted to take a taxi directly to send her back, but Manyun proposed to take a walk, so he didn't force it.

The weather in early winter is in Rongcheng, and you can already wrap in cotton clothes. Pedestrians on the road all looked sideways at the two of them, because they were so eye-catching.

Song Ziming saw Manyun's hand hanging outside, "Why do you keep your hand outside?"

"Huh?" Manyun had something in her heart and didn't react, "Oh! I don't have pockets. ”

As he spoke, he had already reached out and wrapped Manyun's small hand.

Only then did she realize how cold her hands were, "Your hands are so warm." ”

Song Ziming smiled meaningfully, "I'm warm everywhere." ”

Manjun said that she couldn't take it.

After walking a few steps, Song Ziming saw that she was still not in a state, "Manyun, are you still angry with me?"

She immediately denied it, "No, not at all." "He also gestured with his other hand when he spoke, shaking it all the time.

Song Ziming couldn't help laughing, and walked to the other side to hold her hand, "Forget it if you don't have it, the reaction is so big, like a child." ”

She didn't dare to compliment this metaphor, "What others have always seen is that I am very capable of work, and I am a strong and capable person." Only you want to know why I became so invulnerable now. ”

"Since you're not angry, why are you so preoccupied?" Song Ziming swapped between her two hands, afraid that if she warmed this hand, the other hand would be cold.

Manyun lowered her head, her broken hair on her collar, "I can't figure out how my mother could be with Bai Feng...... From the note left by my father, I could see how sad he must have been when he knew about it. and Bai Luting, last time she said it was my parents, I thought it was strange, but now I have figured it out. She also knew that Bai Fengxing was her biological father, and it seemed that I was the only one in the dark. ”

This is indeed a dead knot that cannot be untied, and any words of comfort are in vain.

Manyun didn't continue to say, she knew that only by finding time to confront Bai Fengxing could she know the answer, otherwise there would be no solution.

Ziming just walked on both sides, constantly warming her hands.

Seeing that he kept walking on both sides, Manyun smiled, "You keep dangling and making me dizzy, but I'm not cold." ”

"If you don't have cold hands, you'll be like ice?" Song Ziming glanced at her, and wrapped his hands around her waist, so that he could hold Manyun's two hands, "Since you are dizzy, let's do it, although it is inconvenient to walk, it will be fine." ”

In this way, Manyun's whole body was surrounded by him, and from behind, she shrunk into a small ball. The two were close to each other, and Song Ziming's breath lingered in his nose.

Manyun couldn't help but blush when she remembered the way he pressed her on the couch that day.

They are really getting closer and closer, like every couple who are like glue, Manyun feels that there are some things that still need to be explained, "Ziming, Zeyu and I ......"

Manyun felt the hand on her waist suddenly tighten, Song Ziming stopped and faced her, "Manyun, in fact, I am very stingy in this matter of feelings. Now, I don't want to hear you talk about what happened between you. You don't need to explain anything, I trust you. ”

"Those bad memories are gone, and now you have me. As for what you want to say, I don't want to know now, but you have to promise me that when I want to hear it, you will tell me from beginning to end. ”

He spoke very seriously, his eyes met, and everything he wanted to express could be felt.

"Okay, I promise you."

The atmosphere was just right, and Manyun's hand was still in his hand. Ziming put her little hand into his coat, hugged him, and then slowly leaned down......

It's not the first time the two have kissed, but it seems to be the first time to be so formal. Manyun's hands were twisted together in his clothes, nervous.

Her closed eyes trembled a little, and her eyelashes fluttered.

Ziming's hand caressed her white little face, and seeing her nervous appearance, he couldn't help laughing, and said in her ear: "You don't think I'm going to kiss you, do you?" ”

Manyun was embarrassed, opened his eyes, and pushed him away violently, "You ......" and couldn't say anything, so he stared dryly.

Song Ziming took her back into his arms with one hand, and bullied her up, with her sweet taste between his lips and teeth.

At first, Manyun was still struggling, and then slowly relaxed. Her hand was originally outside, and the quilt Ziming was stuffed into his clothes.

They also didn't care about the eyes of the people around them, so they hugged and kissed each other so unscrupulously.

Ask for warmth from each other.

After a long time, Ziming let go of her, hugged her gently, and said, "Hmm~ Actually, you guessed it, I just want to kiss you." ”

Bai Manyun, who dominates the business world, when has she ever been such a little woman?

The neon lights of the car flashed Manyun's eyes, and she said, "Song Ziming, will you change your mind?" ”

After a few seconds, he replied, "No." ”

Manyun got out of his arms, "Even if it changes, it's okay, but you can't lie to me." Can't get entangled with other women behind my back, I'll go crazy! I don't even know what I'm going to do. ”

Song Ziming smiled on his face and touched her hair with his hand, "You can do anything to me, as long as you don't hurt yourself." ”

"So you mean that's going to happen?" Her expression instantly became vivid, her eyes were bulging, her head was tilted, and she was a little coquettish.

"Obviously you made it yourself first, really." He smiled helplessly and shook his head.

When he arrived at Manyun's door, Manyun told him to hurry back: "I'm here, go back quickly." ”

Song Ziming's eyes wandered, "Have you forgotten something?"

Manyun was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he said that he had to kiss him separately, "It wasn't ...... just now"

"That doesn't count!" He said categorically, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes enlarged in front of Manyun.

Seeing that she was reluctant, Song Ziming turned his head, "Okay, okay, you go up first." ”

Manjun stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips. Ziming was so surprised that he couldn't help himself, but he was still arrogant.

"That'...... I'll go up first, you remember to go home slowly. Then he ran upstairs.

Song Ziming stood in place, the weather was obviously very cold, and his chest, which had been leaned against by Manyun, was slowly getting hot.