After a while, just when Shen Yue couldn't stand the suffocating silence, the man in front of him spoke again.

"Are you still angry with me?"

“……”

Cheng Qiangong is a little thinner than half a year ago, with a long body and an elegant and quiet temperament, but it seems to have a different atmosphere.

It seems to be covered with a thin layer of gloom.

Like plum blossoms standing proudly in the snow, there is a taste of loneliness.

Shen Yue lowered her long eyelashes, trembled a little, pursed her lips, but still didn't respond.

Cheng Qiangong seemed to be a little overwhelmed, he looked down at Shen Yue's seemingly indifferent face, and his heart suddenly tightened somehow.

He didn't know if Shen Yue had already empathized with him as rumored, and he no longer had any interest in him.

After a pause, Cheng Qiangong let go of his hand, the oil-paper umbrella slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, he grabbed the girl's wrist and pulled her into his arms.

Suddenly pulled into a warm and hard embrace, the fragrance of plum blossoms became more and more intense, this is a familiar and unfamiliar embrace.

Shen Yue, who had never been actively touched by the other party, was stunned, and there was an indescribable panic that made her subconsciously want to break free, but the other party's arms tightened, and those possessive meanings tightly imprisoned her, and Shen Yue's whole person froze.

"Yueyue." Intimate and ambiguous salutations sounded in her ears, the man's voice was low and nice, and the warm breath sprayed on the tips of her sensitive ears, Shen Yue's mind was blank, and she forgot about the struggle.

"Don't you want me?" Cheng Qiangong asked softly, and seemed to be cautious, his dry and soft lips were almost on Shen Yue's ears, and his hands wrapped around her waist, making her unable to move.

Shen Yue opened his mouth, unable to speak, his eyebrows drooped, his dark eyes were soaked in the clear and warm water, and his whole body was soft.

The man's arms are really warm, as if they can dispel the cold winter wind, resist the wind and snow outside, and hold up a warm little world for her.

Shen Yue's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Why did she give up so much, Cheng Qiangong made such a misleading behavior again.

She really couldn't refuse such a Cheng Qiangong.

They have all decided to let go, and they are ready to let go......

But......

This embrace is really warm.

Shen Yue is a relatively paranoid person, her heart is very small, she can only pretend to be one person, and she can only like one person.

The desperate liking is like a fire, and the two people who burn in the end are physically and mentally exhausted.

Cheng Qiangong is her medicine, the only one that can make her feel the meaning of life.

When she decided to let go, why not dig out her heart and throw it away.

And she also clearly understands that Cheng Qiangong didn't like this behavior, perhaps, just wanted to get something from her......

Shen Yue is very smart, and Cheng Qiangong's clumsy acting skills can't fool her at all.

Unless, Shen Yue is willing to be deceived.

Tears blurred her vision, Shen Yue really felt that she was quite angry, it was just a hug, why did she want to cry with a sour nose?

The crystal tears fell almost uncontrollably, and she tried her best to control her emotions, and her eyelashes were a wet mess.

Cheng Qiangong also sensed that something was wrong, and reached out to pinch the girl's sharp and delicate chin, tears flowed very hard.

She's crying.

Warm tears hit his palm, faintly hot, and his voice trembled a little: "Why are you crying?" ”

Slightly rough fingertips wiped the tears from her face, the pale face fragile and soft.

Cheng Qiangong ......" Her shoulders were trembling, her eyelashes like butterfly wings were stained with tears, rolling down, and her voice was a little choked: "Don't lie to me." ”

This is unreasonable, but Cheng Qiangong's nerves are tense into a line, the Adam's apple is rolling dryly, his expression is gentle, but it seems to be mixed with something else, his eyes are full of virtual and real light, which makes people can't see it real.

When he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

“…… Good. ”

He agreed.

Shen Yue believed it.

——

Cheng Qiangong led Shen Yue into the house, there was very little charcoal fire inside, which was not enough to warm the entire room.

Shen Yue wore a light purple cloak with white fox edges, and the white fox fur was clustered around his neck, lining the rich and beautiful face became more and more delicate and small, and his face seemed to be dyed with a faint rouge, which was as beautiful as a peach and plum, which made people inseparable.

The two of them haven't seen each other for more than half a year, but now they are in the same room, but they don't feel embarrassed.

Her hands have been held by Cheng Qiangong all the time, the snow stains on her ink hair have also been wiped clean, and between her breathing, Shen Yue felt that her face was gently held up, and her carefully affectionate lips fell to her eyes, and she kissed carefully.

Thin, dry lips roam the face, leaving no skin behind, from the forehead to the center of the eyebrows, to the tails of the eyes, the bridge of the nose, and then gently to the lips.

Shen Yue's pale and thin fingers subconsciously grasped the man's placket, trembling as if he had been burned, but he didn't push it away, but grabbed it.

Her lips were cold, but the other party was dry and warm, clinging to her, as if to melt her half.

This kiss is gentle and lingering, and Cheng Qiangong is like treating a fragile and fragile porcelain.

I don't know how long it took, but finally separated a little.

Forehead to forehead, breath intertwined.

Shen Yue's lips were swollen, and they were bright red as if they were about to drip blood.

She asked softly.

"Cheng Qiangong, do you like me?"

Cheng Qiangong was stunned for a moment.

The girl looked at him with such eyes, pure and straightforward, as if hiding soft love.

At that moment, Cheng Qiangong didn't think about anything in his mind, and almost subconsciously said, "I like it." ”

He replied quickly, as if he couldn't wait to respond to the passionate love, and he didn't even notice it.

Shen Yue smiled, the pear vortex was shallow, and the tears under the corners of her eyes were scorching, she seemed to be very happy, because of the man's liking, there seemed to be a surge of warmth in her body, dispelling the cold.

She raised her hand and touched the man's face, and her voice was soft: "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this sentence?" ”

Cheng Qiangong was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little evasive, and for some reason, he didn't dare to look at Shen Yue's eyes.

The chest was swollen, sweet and sour, an emotion that had never been felt before, and the tips of the white ears were quietly dyed red.

But soon, the gentleness in the pupils of his eyes melted away, and it gradually became as cold as frost and snow.

How many people did she say these words?

Shen Yue was already carried away by joy, and didn't notice the change in the man's expression, wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and soon kissed him again.

“”