Jiang Wu was stunned, but she felt ordinary.

She looked out the window, it was daylight.

If it is not ordinary, he never prostitutes. After realizing what she was thinking, Jiang Yu pinched her palm, and hurriedly took it out of Xie Yuwan's hand, afraid that he would see his abnormality, and even said casually: "Xie Yuwan, there is no ice in your room." ”

Xie Yuwan's room is indeed none.

But everywhere is shaded by trees, and it's not really hot.

Jiang Wu said nonsense, and then said that a pot of ice came, Jiang Wu looked at the white ice, but the heat in her heart was even stronger. A faint feeling of being seen through was revealed from the young man's indifferent eyes, and she looked at it with a little 'unpleasant'.

He's so calm!

Jiang Wu looked at the young man opposite, he was seriously looking at the booklet she answered.

The girl looked away in boredom, but she didn't notice that the moment she looked away, the young man's fingers softened.

Xie Yuwan looked at the girl's handwriting, and she used the brushstrokes he taught her.

This pamphlet was very important, and he should have read it more carefully, but ...... Some can't stand it. The young man lowered his eyes, but he was not as hot as Jiang Wu's heart, and if he had to describe it, it would be cold.

He didn't know.

I don't know what she will think of everything one day when she knows everything.

He didn't dare—

Don't dare to cross the line again.

It's just a clumsy lie, it's the girl who is too kind, so he has never been exposed. But is he going to hide it from her for the rest of his life?

Xie Yuwan looked at the girl opposite and pinched the jade wrench in his hand.

Jiang Wu was looking at the cicadas by the window, she couldn't actually see the cicadas, she could only see one leaf after another, but she knew that the cicadas were hiding under the leaves.

It's not hot in the house, and there is a basin of ice, so according to normal speaking, people shouldn't be hot.

But Jiang Wu didn't.

She listened to the cicadas, her previous calm was gone, and she wondered why he didn't kiss her.

Her heart raced, why was he so calm.

It's not fair!

The girl bit her lip gently, feeling inexplicably unwilling. She turned to look at the man in front of her and saw that he was still reading the booklet.

Doesn't she look good without a booklet?

Jiang Wu held her hands and quietly looked at the young man opposite.

She originally wanted to talk to him about the Jiang family, but today, she didn't want to talk about it now. Although she also felt a little strange, Jiang Wu had already begun to let go of this strangeness.

Xie Yuwan looked at the booklet, thinking of the things corresponding to the booklet, and his heart slowly cooled.

He looked around, and the girl finished answering the question and added a sentence.

In that corner, the handwriting of the girl Junxiu reads: "Xie Xiangwan can't be a big liar in the future." ”

...... This is not what she likes to say, Xie Yuwan felt for the first time that she should not have given those words to the girl that day.

But—

Xie Yuwan lowered his eyes indifferently.

He seems to be a liar.

Jiang Wu looked at Xie Yuwan, and saw that he was looking at the booklet under his hand very seriously, and looking at it, the air pressure on his body was still lower.

Jiang Wu was stunned, wondering if she had answered too many questions incorrectly.

But after thinking about it several times, she still felt that there was something in the book that needed to be workaround, and she wouldn't be too wrong.

The girl bit her lip, and there was even more resentment in her heart.

Seeing that he hadn't looked at himself for a long time, and thinking of the young people who had gone out early and returned late in the past few days, Jiang Wu gently pinched the table with her hand.

The young man noticed it and said softly, "What's the matter?" ”

Jiang Wu shook her head: "No." ”

The girl's voice clearly didn't mean 'no'.

Jiang Wu didn't actually want to say it, she just didn't know what she could say with this kind of thought in her heart, and while looking at the calm appearance of the young man, she had some strange thoughts in her heart.

Until the young man's long hair hung down to her hand—

Her hand touched it inadvertently, and she noticed that the ends of her long hair were still a little wet, and when she opened the door, the young man should have just dried his hair and dressed.

The young man was still dressed in a snow suit, with faint traces of gauze inside.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the young man squatted down and looked at her with a pair of phoenix eyes: "Xiao'an, what's wrong?" ”

The young man squatted down, Jiang Wu sat on the chair, but the two of them were at eye level.

In fact, the distance is already a little close.

Obviously, the hug is closer than this, but Jiang Wu feels that this is more nervous than hugging.

She looked at the young man in front of her with some grievance.

In fact, it wasn't a grievance, but she didn't know what kind of emotions it was, only that she didn't seem to be able to control the expression on her face.

The moment the young man's eyes were slightly stunned, she saw her figure in the young man's eyes.

She kissed it softly.

Chapter Ninety-Eight

The young man was stunned for a moment, and between the two glances, he saw the girl opposite him gently close her eyes.

It's like the countless pear blossoms he saw when he opened the window at night, falling in a flutter at the moment when the wind blew.

The snow-white body is like the thin snow of winter, one by one, one by one.

One of them had kissed him lightly on the cheek, on the neck, and finally on his hand.

Between the chirping of cicadas, he whispered: "Jiang Wu." ”

And so the kiss stopped.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at him in a daze.

The snow in his heart, at this moment, was like the lake that had been frozen for seven days in winter.

The young man lowered his eyes, got up and took the man in his arms.

The girl's face rested quietly over his waist, and he avoided the look in her eyes. He didn't know what he was doing, he bent down, and the whole person 'imprisoned' the girl.

It's just that the force he uses is incredibly light.

She only had to lean back slightly, and she could struggle completely.

Xie Yuwan lowered his eyes, put his hand on the girl's shoulder, and stroked it over and over again.

In his drooping eyes, there was unparalleled pain.

The snow is so light, but one by one, those guiltes finally crush the backbone of a gentleman.

He watched as he took advantage of the girl's kindness and mercy to coax her into getting the rest of her hopeful life. There had never been a moment when he was so formal about his meanness.

He thought of the 'Yu Chen'.

The passions that he could ignore in the girls and the others.

He had only seen the smile between the girl's eyebrows, but in his panic, he saw the boy opposite her in a dream.

The boy who made her not listen to him a word.

It was only after a long time that he learned that it was not so easy, and that the vinegar that had not occurred at the time would later be recalled again and again.

She was like a 'treasure' he had stolen.

Even when she was by his side, she would still lie to him again and again for Yu Chen.

He lied, too, but he was still jealous.

It seemed that he would never see that kind of light in the eyes of a girl again in his life.

He is not as good as Yu Chen.

Childhood in exile, rotten past, sneer from classmates, oppression by the powerful.

The noble and cold gentleman has never had low self-esteem, but one day, the day she couldn't call the name 'Yu Chen', he suddenly understood what it was like to have low self-esteem.

It's out of reach.

He had seen the heat that had taken place between them.

He had seen the unique smile on her face because of that young man, the hesitation she was born from that young man, and every bit of beauty between her eyebrows.

But what about him?

I don't know.

He could only remember every time the girl threw herself into his arms, he was in the dark, her eyes filled with tears.

It seemed that he could only bind her with pain, as in the previous life, and in this life.

The young man lowered his eyes, and the hand holding the girl trembled a little.

He hugged the person tightly and said 'I'm sorry' over and over again in his heart.

He knew everything—

But he ...... I still can't even confess.

...... He was afraid of her leaving.

The young man's snow clothes were thin, and the girl's snort was full of the fragrance of cedar, and she lowered her eyes, and there was a place in her heart that came to an abrupt end. It seems that even if she is sluggish, she should know that this is a refusal.

Whatever the reason for this rejection.