Han Xuan: A sense of belonging
After calming down all night, he was much more sober again, and when he washed up in the morning, he thought that his brain must have pumped so many messy thoughts last night.
When I came out after changing my clothes, I ran into her unexpectedly, and then I heard that she had agreed to someone else's request to go to the mountains to enjoy the snow......
Oh, he stood by the window with his hands on his chest and watched her go, thinking to himself, it's really Yaxing, I go to enjoy the snow in winter, and I'm not afraid of freezing to death.
He retracted his gaze and planned to go to business today, to find Xie Ling and his sister.
It's just that he didn't know why he was looking for it, he went to the snow mountain, and saw her go up the mountain with someone, Fu Han was annoyed, how did he run into it again?
He didn't leave, just stood dozens of meters away and stared blindly, and suddenly, the snow waves in front of him surged, and his pupils shrank.
It's Snow Ling.
Grass, just say it's okay to appreciate any snow, look, provoked the snow spirit, right?
He rushed over almost without thinking about it, and was finally pulled to the Thousand Snow Land with her.
She seemed to finally know that she was scared, and she had been hugging him tightly on the way down, inexplicably, Fu Han was a little useful, and squinted slightly.
She thanked him and promised to repay him, Fu Han didn't pay much attention to it, just clenched his palm.
Empty.
They found a cave to hide, she was very cold, he deliberately did not open the cold barrier, deliberately said that he would not, just looked at her cold.
He waited, for her to speak up and let him come closer.
But after waiting for a long time, the dead woman took out all the clothes of Qiankun and wrapped them in a ball, and she didn't know to let him sit closer.
He was depressed for a long time, and finally saw that she was really cold and pitiful, and said awkwardly, "Am I closer to you?" ”
She rubbed her hands together, glanced at him and nodded.
In fact, Fu Han knew that she probably didn't expect him to sit so close!!
Fu Han thought that she should be resisting, but unexpectedly, she was just stunned for a moment, and then obediently sat in his arms.
He warmed her hands, but she didn't pull them back, and she still nestled in a comfortable position in his arms.
For a moment, Fu Han really wanted to ask, I am in your heart, what is it now?
Stranger? No, she would politely greet him.
Friend? But what friend have you ever seen sit so close to him, so dependent on him?
Someone you like? Hehe, I don't feel it at all.
Fu Han's eyes are complicated, what is the relationship between them now?
If you use Lin Xuan's words to interpret it, *** plus the task object.
A man who had to be nice to him.
Lin Xuan's surroundings were warm, so she fell asleep, but unfortunately someone couldn't calm down for a long time, and finally had a ridiculous idea.
When she noticed his reaction, hurriedly got up and walked away and fell into his arms, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and asked irrationally: "Did you say before that I saved your life, and you owe me a favor?" ”
She froze, "Well, yes, but, but ......"
The strings of sanity are broken.
Before she could finish speaking, he deceived him, and then he used you to pay it back......
With a wave of his hand, he set up an enchantment to keep out the cold, and he hurriedly stacked all the scattered clothes under her underground, she was afraid of the cold.
His hand trembled slightly inexplicably.
I don't know if it's excitement or nervousness or ......
The joy hidden in the deepest part of his heart quietly overflowed, making him a little at a loss.
Her sideburns were dyed crimson, which should be ashamed, but she was much calmer than him, looking at him calmly, Fu Han's face was crimson, and finally reached out to cover her eyes......
Her eyelashes blinked slightly, her palms were slightly itchy, and she called, "Fu Han, I'm cold......"
The voice was soft, with an imperceptible slight anger, like the amorous murmur in his ear on the last night.
Gentle restraint melts in an instant......
The movements of the hands are also gone.
It seems to have returned to the hairy boy, everything is unfamiliar, and only at the moment of reckless and complete invasion did he suddenly become clear.
I closed my eyes and let out a long sigh from the depths of my heart. This is a waiting chapter
The long-lost warmth actually gave him a heavy sense of belonging.
It's as if he came back here in a circle and was able to rest in peace......
He was a little out of control, and he tossed for a long time, until she fell asleep.
It seems a little late to blame himself afterwards, but he doesn't regret it.
One more time he still despicably chose to let her repay like this, and another time, he will only be more fierce, and he will still not be merciful......
didn't provoke Xue Ling, he nervously protected her, but Xue Ling didn't seem to have any intention of embarrassing them, but sent them back.
Fu Han apologized gratefully.
When he returned to the Snow Mountain in Yuxiu Town, Yu Wenfeng was still there, Fu Han ignored him and directly carried the person in his arms to the inn.
He wanted to guard her, but the green water and green dates kept circling beside him, and after a while, he remembered that he should not be qualified to guard her now.
And she probably didn't want him to keep it either.
At this moment, he was a little uneasy, afraid that she would wake up angry and angry at her shamelessness.
After being entangled, he went back to the room, holding the magnolia pendant in his hand, and was stunned for a long time.
The next day, he was so anxious that he would go and talk to her.
What to talk about, Fu Han himself didn't know.
It's just that there is a faint idea in her heart, if she agrees, then they will be together.
He looked for her with a worried heart, but what he saw was a scene that made him want to laugh.
She went out like a nobody, or went out with Yu Wenfeng, they talked and laughed, and drank tea together in the gazebo.
Fu Han smiled, people have long been treated as dew, how can they be more serious?
At that moment, he was glad that he didn't say anything, otherwise, he would have been greeted with ridicule.
"Hehe, you were going to leave at the beginning, what's the matter, and now you regret coming to Miss Ben?"
"You think it's beautiful, who do you think you are?"
"I'm telling you, Miss Ben doesn't like you anymore, I don't like you at all, please stay away from me, don't pester me......"
The jumbled thoughts drifted through his mind, and finally stopped at the word "entanglement".
Right.
His current behavior is a bit like entanglement.
Inexplicably, I followed them all the way, watching them enjoy the snow and play, hiding in the shadows, like moss in the damp crevices, which is despicable.
Oh, he stopped and stood straight, his eyebrows slowly returning to their previous coldness.
He's not going to be the kind of person to get entangled.
He is Fu Han!
The high-spirited young man, the heir of Wendeng, will become the lord of the Great Immortal Mansion in the future.
He has his pride and dignity, and he should not be trapped by the love of his children, let alone do this kind of senseless entanglement.
Taking a deep breath and calming the mood on the dark side, he stopped looking at the couple who were happily getting along in the gazebo in the distance, turned around, and walked in the opposite direction.
Like intersecting lines, they are parallel again, and they drift apart......
Determined to strengthen the line, he walked simply.
If he hadn't heard that familiar melody, he thought, he would not have turned back, let alone rushed over impulsively......
In the pavilion, Yu Wenfeng, who felt that the atmosphere was almost the same, suddenly took out a rosewood piano and gave it to Lin Xuan.
He inquired about the news very quickly, and knew that the eldest lady of Huaqing had been actively learning the piano for a period of time before, and she was also collecting high-quality pianos everywhere.
Yu Wenfeng is a little good, and he doesn't drill the horns.
No matter who Ye Piaopiao learned the piano for, or whether he was interested in it, he didn't mind. Controlling the big and making the owl
All he sees is the present.
He sent the piano, firstly, to show that I didn't mind your past, and secondly, to do what he liked, to say, I like you.
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