The quilt was torn open at once, and it was unobstructed.

The temperature in the room was not too low, but it was still a little cold.

Also ashamed.

Tang Xin was completely awake in an instant, and subconsciously wanted to hide, so he held his legs and didn't move, and was held down by the man with his hand.

"Don't move."

He told her not to move, but he didn't move himself, still lying on her side, the whole double of the bed half-lifted and resting on her waist.

The faces of the two people are hidden in the darkness, only a small sleep lamp is cast behind the man, no one can see the facial features and expressions, only the curved outline, like the mountains in the dark night, the rolling peaks are still clear.

Tang Xin bent one leg and pressed diagonally against his thigh, Shi Yu's hand was still on it, and his thumb was gently brushed. Tang Xin realized what he was going to check, and his hand just landed on the leg she had been injured.

There are stitches, the scar is clear, it looks smooth and smooth, and when you touch it, you know that it is protruding, as if there is a thread hidden in it, how wide the scar is, how wide the line is, and the fingertips are pressed back and forth, and the line seems to move.

She pressed his hand, afraid that he would not be able to see clearly and find the wrong place, so she thoughtfully led him to touch it with her hand.

When he touched it, Tang Xin obviously took a breath, raised his eyes to find his eyes, and said softly, "You check." ”

Shi Yu looked back at her leisurely, feeling the same touch of the two scars.

I really didn't see it clearly in the club last time, the position is extremely low, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will go out, he can't keep staring, it's not suitable.

Later, when I thought about it, I was not impressed, and I couldn't tell what kind of scar it was, whether it was real or fake.

The next day, he asked people to check, and the result was that Tang Xin had indeed given birth to a child when she was studying abroad, and she did it so secretively that even her family didn't know about it.

But these can be faked, it can really be said to be fake, and fake can also be made true, if even the family can hide it, how can he let his people find out, so those so-called evidence Shi Yu didn't believe a word.

She had no reason to do so.

I really want to marry him, to say something that is not an exaggeration, as long as Tang Xinken nodded and agreed, the two elders could immediately settle this matter, and he couldn't say a word "no".

So Shi Yu didn't believe it at all.

He is willing to believe any change to a different woman, but Tang Xin can't do it, he can't make it a big circle to make a child to calculate him, just to marry him.

He didn't move, and she moved quietly.

While pretending to be calm, he straightened his waist and twisted his hips to concave a shape, and at the same time curled his fingers and quietly stretched over him, hooking the quilt and pulling it to himself.

The range of action is small, pull twice, stop for a while.

It's twisted again, it's stiff again, and it's quite interesting.

She also watched him carefully, afraid that he would notice her small movements.

Shi Yu just didn't see it, thought back in his heart, and asked: "Last time, when was it?" ”

Tang Xin didn't expect him to ask such a question, and he was stunned for a moment and silently calculated the time in his heart.

He touched his forehead with the back of his fingers, and opened his mouth to reply, "Three years ago." ”

He asked, "Is it winter too?" ”

"Yes." She suddenly grabbed the quilt and leaned over him neatly behind her waist.

I wanted to look at each other and talk to him, only to find that my face was facing my chest, I rubbed my shoulders up, pillowed my head on his arm, and asked in a low voice, "Do you remember?" It was also winter, and it was very cold that day, and the winter in Shangjing was colder than here, and the wind was very strong, like a knife. ”

"Okay."

The voice is low, with a smile, and some tenderness against the night.

She couldn't hear what he was referring to, whether it was the time between the two of them was okay, or whether he was talking about the winter in Beijing.

Or, rather, she's okay.

She tried to touch the corner of his lips, barely able to make out the brow that had fallen in front of her.

His appearance seems familiar.

Before he could think about it, when Tang Xin lowered his eyes and was about to kiss him, a voice floated into his ears.

"If you're afraid, forget it, don't force yourself."

Just like what he said to her on that winter night three years ago, when she took the initiative to seduce.

"I'm not afraid." "I'm just ......," she said.

She said "no" back then, and now it's out of place.

Shi Yu chuckled and asked in a suppressed voice, "Still not?" ”

Tang Xin's heart was horizontal, and he didn't say a word.