Jiang Huai looked down at Song Slow for a long time, and her heart was furious when she looked at her heavy gaze.

Song slowly trembled and withdrew his fingers, a little unhappy, "If you don't laugh, you won't laugh......"

"Slowly, when did you learn to make fun of your beauty?"

Jiang Huai hugged Song Slow with great interest, and when he lowered his head, his eyes were hooked, as if he was locked in the soul, and Song Slow was stunned.

"Speak, didn't you call me an official just now?"

Song Slow was speechless by Jiang Huai, saying that it felt inappropriate to say anything, and finally closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

I only heard a light smile coming from my head, mixed with the sound of rain, which made people not really hear it.

Song slowly held his breath, felt a burst of hot air spray on his face, and immediately tightened his hands and feet, not daring to speak.

In the middle of the night, the words of the jade bead sounded.

"What Song Xiaoniang said, Jiang Xiaoguan didn't dare not listen."

Song slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the tip of Jiang Huai's nose was only a fist away from the tip of her nose, as long as she hit it, the lips of the two people would ......

His cheeks were instantly stained with rouge, and his breath became hot.

"Little lady Song, does it sound good to laugh contemptibly?"

Sure enough, who is more sassy and flirtatious than Jianghuai, she is willing to bow down.

…

"Sounds good."

Song nodded slowly, and the frequency was comparable to that of kowtow insects.

Jiang Huai smiled and covered her eyes, "Sleep for a while, when the rain stops, I'll call you." ”

Someone who can fall asleep in the arms of a peerless handsome guy is definitely a brain convulsion.

…

Then Song Slow fell asleep......

…

By the time Jianghuai told Song to slow down, it was already dark.

Jiang Huai got up and helped her up, shaking her sore arm where she couldn't see. After sleeping slowly with Song in his arms all afternoon, his shoulders were stiff.

But thinking that there was his little milk bag in his arms, this stiffness seemed to be non-existent, and he even thought that this time passed too quickly.

"Although the rain has stopped, it's still quite slippery outside, I'll carry you back."

Jiang Huai took the wet coat in his hand and walked up to Song Slow and squatted down.

Song Chu just woke up, and his reaction was still a little sluggish, "Huh? ”

"What, shy? poked my brother's face and called an official, and I didn't see you shy. Jiang Huai pinched Song Slow's hard and not soft temperament, and sure enough, as soon as the words came out, Song Slow then lay on his back.

"Hehe, the last thing this girl eats is the radical method." Song slowly lay on the root of Jianghuai's ear, and his tone was glutinous.

Jiang Huai's body tightened, and he moved his head slightly away from her cherry mouth, "Then why did you come up?" ”

Song Slow noticed his movements, leaned towards him again mischievously, and exhaled as he spoke: "Brother's back...... It's so hard. ”

In order to prove that what she said was true, she also deliberately rubbed her legs, "It's so hard......"

In the last second, Song Slow was still immersed in the joy of bullying Jiang Huai, and the next second Jiang Huai suddenly let go of his hand.

Seeing that Song Slow was about to fall to the ground, she was so frightened that she hugged Jiang Huai's neck and didn't let go.

Jiang Huai smiled triumphantly, "Is it still hard?" ”

Song Slow shook his head again and again in fright, "It's not hard, it's not hard......"

"Is it soft?" Jiang Huai asked again.

Song Slow immediately agreed, "Soft! ”

"Is your waist soft?"

Song Slow: "Soft!" ”

Getting a satisfactory answer, Jiang Huai smiled and mentioned Song slowly, turned his head and walked to the top of the mountain.

The wind after the rain was much stronger, and Jiang Huai looked back at Song Slow after walking for a while, and asked her if she was cold by the way.

Song Slow said every time that it was not cold, but his arm was tightly knocked on his neck, as if he was afraid that he would throw her down again.

Jiang Huai tilted his head and said, "You don't have to hug me so tightly, I won't leave you." ”

Song slowly shook his head, his chin rubbed on Jiang Huai's neck, "No, I won't let go." ”

Jiang Huai gently hit her head with his head, "Why?" ”

"I'm afraid you're cold." Song Slow rarely told the truth, and the hand around Jiang Huai's neck tightened again, almost making Jiang Huai vomit blood.

"Brother is not cold." Jiang Huai stopped on the side, put Song Slow on the stone, propped his hands on her side, and looked at her little red face blown by the wind.

He raised his hand to rub the tip of Song Slow's nose, and his warm and delicate eyes shone brightly. There are three thousand peach blossoms, and the river is rolling, and it seems that the emotions in his eyes are more vibrant.

Song slowly bit his lip and held Jiang Huai's ears with his two small hands.

For the first time, it was the first snowfall.

The second time, it is now.

"Brother Jianghuai, you liar, your ears are cold." Song said with a blushing face.

"Really? I touched. Jiang Huai said, raised his hand and covered Song Slow's hand.

Her little hand was so quietly grasped by him.

Song slowly stared at his long eyelashes that fanned up and down, and did not dodge.

"It's really cold." Jiang Huai smiled and took her hand down, put it in the palm of her hand and rubbed it.

"Is it still cool?" Jiang Huai looked up and asked Song Slow, who was almost speechless.

Song shook his head slowly, staring at him for a few seconds before his ears turned red and stammered, "No...... It's not cold, it's ...... Red. ”

"That's because ......"

Jiang Huai clenched her fingertips, and her tone was slow and intriguing.

"My brother is shy."