Fu Jingting was right, she didn't need comfort now.

The scorching cold wind blew on his face, making people extremely sober, and Xu Qingcheng wrapped his coat tightly.

She pressed her arm against the railing of the bridge, and looked up, the moat outside Anseong was very quiet in winter, the branches and branches were smooth, and the originally bleak place was now beaten by the decorative lights of the New Year, blooming in a thousand ways.

Her fingers were still a little shaky, and the tears on her face were tense after they dried up, from the time she realized that Qing Yao's matter was not just an accident, the demon in her heart tore her painful and sad, what mistake did Qing Yao make, these things had to be borne by him.

Xu Qingcheng's unwillingness and anger in her heart made her want to really step on the accelerator, and she also wanted the Ye family to taste the pain of being framed and tortured by her loved ones.

But she is still rational after all, she will not let emotions kidnap her, and she will not be so stupid as to be punished because of them.

All she has to do is to get better and better, better and better, and slap them in the face.

The man's face passed in front of her eyes, and the smiling voice was still soft in her ears.

He smiled heartily in the midst of the fireworks.

Allure, marry me.

At that time, she thought she would smile at him for the rest of her life.

Xu Qingcheng sniffed, she took out a ring from her pocket and threw it at the river.

The river is wide, and you can't hear the slightest sound when you fall down.

No matter how much you like it, it's all in the past.

Xu Qingcheng turned her head, she walked under the bridge, and was stunned when she saw the man leaning on the railing.

Fu Jingting bit a cigarette on his mouth, the sparks lit between his eyebrows, the black coat on his body swayed lightly in the wind, and the eyes that looked at her seemed to have a cool feeling of cold wind penetrating through her.

He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and reached out to her, "Come here." ”

The voice was hoarse that had not been spoken for a long time.

Xu Qingcheng walked over, and before she could stand still, she was dragged into his arms, and he reflexively pressed her against the railing, and people blocked her in front of her, encircling her in his arms.

The wind on this man's body was cold and cold, but as soon as he stood in front of her, it was like a barrier covering her tightly, and the slightest cold wind could not penetrate it.

Xu Tingcheng didn't know how he ended up in this place at this time, and he didn't know how long he had been standing.

But the coolness in him was the same as hers.

She raised her eyes to look at him, with a pair of eyes with incomprehensible doubts, a little confused and a little confused, full of the cuteness of being bullied.

Fu Jingting took a step forward and completely suppressed the person, his face pressed against her, and asked, "After watching for more than an hour, what is there to see about this river?" ”

He had a faint smell of tobacco, and the wind blew it cold, but he was warm.

She raised her face to look at him, her hand reaching through his open coat and hugging him against his shirt, "It's nothing to look at." ”

“……”

Fu Jingting's eyebrows were almost invisibly twisted, and her arms were so naturally hugged around his waist, as if she wanted to absorb a little warmth.

The woman's eyes were decorated with colorful lights, but they were as clear as a lake and a sweet spring, Fu Jingting sighed, and in an instant he had no temper, he lowered his head and kissed her.

The clear breath carried the smell of tobacco into her mouth, and she obediently let him conquer the city, allowing his lips and tongue to invade every inch of her mouth.

The fingers grabbing his shirt tightened, Xu Qingcheng gasped lightly, and his already reddened eyes were even redder at the moment, like the most beautiful scenery in this night.

She was so well-behaved, she didn't struggle to resist, and tried to respond to him, Fu Jingting's temples tensed, and the arm that was propped up on the railing suddenly reached her waist and pressed her heavily into her arms.

He bit her lip lightly, listened to her occasional snort of pain, and occasionally writhed in his arms, and the annoyance in his eyes welled up, which was hidden by her drooping eyes.