Wen Qing's toothache had been going on for several days.

The swelling on the face gradually dissipated.

I'm scared, and I can't be obedient.

Yu Shisheng specially took her out to eat at night.

His face was trembling when he was blown by the oncoming cold wind, and Wen Qing reached out to catch the snowflakes as he walked beside him.

"What's wrong?"

She casually covered the snowflakes on Yu Shisheng's face, and the coolness spread instantly. But he was calm, as if he had not been affected in the slightest.

Grabbed her cool little hand and wrapped it in the palm of her hand.

"Isn't it cold?"

"It's not cold!"

Take her out to spread joy and let herself go. It's starting to shuffle again, it's not cold, is it!

Yu Shisheng intercepted the snowflake and covered her face with a backhand.

The sudden cold and agitated Wen Qing wanted to get rid of him.

But the other hand was firmly held by him.

"Yu Shisheng." The abrupt rise did not stop the man's actions. He bullies the little girl he likes like like a big boy, and he never gets tired of it.

A snowy night.

From the moment you go out.

I don't know when, a series of footprints appeared behind the two, stretching step by step, snuggling together in the cold winter night.

The big one is neat and tidy.

Small clutter.

But no matter how you look at it! The footprints are all in the same direction.

The person next to me will always be the desire of my heart.

Although the dinner is light, it belongs to Wen Qing's favorite food.

Seeing her puffing out her cheeks, Yu Shisheng asked her to chew slowly.

"Beware of toothaches."

Swallowing a mouthful of food, she smiled smirkly at him.

"Then you can kiss it!"

Yu Shisheng picked up the vegetables and put them into Wen Qing's bowl full of meat. "Don't kiss the little bastard."

Wen Qing tilted her head to look at him, and called her a little bastard, where the hell did she mess up.

After eating, the two walked out of the restaurant, and the snow stopped.

"Please, don't snow tomorrow, I want to see the flowers."

Wen Qing looked up at the sky and looked at the man with a calm face on his side. She expressed it so obviously, he shouldn't have understood it yet! Pretending to inadvertently touch Yu Shisheng with his elbow, Yu Shisheng didn't notice it for the first time.

I thought she had accidentally touched it.

The second time it was much stronger.

It's hard not to even think about it.

"What's wrong?"

"I've been acting hard for so long, and you haven't reacted."

Ah, she! The little hair on the top of his head was swaying, and the appearance of the milk murderer had to settle accounts with Yu Shisheng.

He looked at her with a smile.

"Baby, you've found the wrong person, the weather is not my business!" A rare clarity in the eyes. "Tomorrow should be sunny, though."

"Why?"

"Because you're here."

The two stood at the door of the hotel and looked at each other, unable to tolerate anyone else in their eyes.

Only the appearance of the other party remains, firmly engraved in the mind.

In the middle of the night, Wen Qing had a toothache, and her heart itched.

Rolled out of the man's arms and tugged at the corners of the sleeping man's clothes. "Yu Shisheng, toothache."

As soon as the words fell, the toothache was kissed by the lips that had been pasted.

It didn't disperse for a long time.

"Does it still hurt?" His low voice rang in his ears.

"A little more."

"Then kiss again." He didn't wait for her to answer, and the kiss was extended.

"Who said that he didn't kiss the little bastard during the day."

The little guy is quite vindictive.

"It's not about kissing the little bastard, it's kissing the little ancestor."

I don't know if Mr. Yu's kiss worked, and Wen Qing's teeth didn't hurt at all the next day.

"Wouldn't it be faster to let you kiss more if you knew earlier."

He had just put on his coat and walked up to her. The scarf in her hand hadn't been put on for her yet, and after hearing that, she directly held the two ends of the scarf and hooked the back of Wen Qing's head like a loop, and with a little force at both ends, she was hooked forward and pasted on him.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

(End of chapter)