On the steps at the entrance of the police station, the wind roars and stands in the wind.

Today's wind is a little sluggish, messing up her hair and tugging people's heartstrings.

"I'll go with you if you want."

Touch with both hands.

Cheng Yanqiu's hand held Feng Yin's fingertips, transmitting his temperature.

Feng Yin, who was on the side, lowered his head, his fingertips bent slightly and touched Cheng Yanqiu's hand, and he looked up in surprise.

"Why is it hot?"

Cheng Yanqiu's hands, because of the lack of qi and blood, are cold all year round.

"High-tech."

Cheng Yanqiu took out a palm-sized hand warmer from the pocket of his clothes, shook it at the wind, and smiled with him.

"Your heart is cold, I won't send some warmth, it seems that my boyfriend is irresponsible."

Feng Yin pursed the corners of his lips, closed his eyes, and laughed for a second.

Her palm was attached to Cheng Yanqiu's palm, and she shook it back, grasping the initiative.

"Thank you, I don't think it's hard to like you."

"My pleasure."

The two holding hands got into the car from the entrance of the police station and left.

In the car, Cheng Yanqiu prepared hot soup, snacks, slippers, and pillows.

"Actually, I'm not as sad as you think, there are many passers-by in my life, and Qian Ming is just one of them."

"I understand my own coldness, and I accept it calmly."

"It's just that he's still so young, but he gave his life for the mistakes of others, and his hands happen to be itchy."

Cheng Yanqiu listened quietly, did not interject, did not want to deeply analyze the kindness of Fengyin in the final analysis.

After he quietly listened to Feng Yin, he said: "Do whatever you want, you can beat it if you want, we have money." ”

The wind groaned with his head down, and the smiling fireworks suddenly bloomed on his face and lit up.

She turned sideways abruptly, hugged Cheng Yanqiu's head with one hand, leaned forward, and landed a domineering kiss on his forehead.

This moment is like eternity.

Cheng Yanqiu was stunned by this kiss, and when he reacted and wanted to hug Feng Yin's waist, Feng Yin stepped back and sat back.

Looking at Cheng Yanqiu, who was sitting back in his original position, he immediately asked casually: "For the sake of fairness, should I kiss back?" ”

Feng Yin raised his eyebrows obliquely, gave Cheng Yanqiu a look of his own experience and said, "You can try." ”

Cheng Yanqiu, who was about to move, sighed.

"Hey—I'm afraid of dying."

Feng Yin had no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of smiles.

Cheng Yanqiu only asked from the heart, and didn't ask about the meaning and reason of the kiss just now.

Love brain and IQ coexist, and it is reserved in the most comfortable position next to another wind yin.

That kiss didn't seem to happen, Cheng Yanqiu handed the snack to Feng Yin and watched her eat quietly.

The car sent the two people back to the community, and the two got on the elevator together.

With a ding, Cheng Yanqiu prepared to go down.

"By the way, the old lady upstairs yesterday said that it was your grandmother, and she went with me, but she didn't go in, and left by herself."

"Okay."

The elevator doors shut, and the wind roars upward.

As for the introduction of Cheng Yanqiu, let's talk about it later.

The combination lock opens the door, the wind enters the house, and changes shoes.

Allah and the black girl ran over, circled around her, and expressed their greetings perfunctorily, and the next second they were playing happily.

"It's really perfunctory."

"I'm back."

Grandma Yun wore a pink apron, walked out of the kitchen, and circled around the wind.

"No arms or legs."

Speechless, the wind gently pushed Grandma Yun away.

"Your eyes are really choked, you need to be so close to see a lot of arms and legs." (End of chapter)