Sweet Wife, be Good!

He father and mother were not as happy as everyone thought.

The others didn't think too much, and they all went back to the community enthusiastically.

...

Shen Yuan carried He Yixia and stopped by the river.

Very few people come to this place on a quiet winter night.

The two lie on the railing, looking at the slow flowing water in the river.

Something is slowly flowing in the heart, hot and scorching, which can rescue people from the cold winter.

Shen Yu'an's well-knotted fingers propped on the railing, and He Yixia caught a glimpse of it from the corner of his eye.

I remembered the warm and dry when he was holding himself just now.

It's a pity that the elders all followed. He Yixia didn't want to be seen by them, and didn't want to explain to them in person, so she quickly retracted her hand and let Shen Yu'an take herself and leave as soon as possible.

I don't know why, even with her parents, she doesn't want to share Shen Yuan's affairs now.

The taste of some things can only be placed in one's own heart, and after slowly tasting enough, then I have spare time to inform the rest.

Her fingers are also resting on the railing, only a tiny distance from Shen Yuan's.

At this time, is it better to hold the other's hand?

Although she had been in love, she used to be together with Fang Yunqian, and they were carefree. When she was studying again, her feelings were all driven by the people around her. Those little details, she recalled now, were all lost in time.

Looking at Shen Yu'an's beautiful fingers, her eyes were a little hot, especially when she missed the warmth of leaving soon after the touch.

She was about to stretch out her hand, the back of her hand became hot and she was already held.

She raised her eyes, and Shen Yuan happened to look at her with a smile on the corner of her lips.

He looks extremely superior, always serious, but when he laughs, he is especially gentle, like spring returning to the earth.

The two didn't say anything for a while, but there was a tacit understanding.

After a while, Shen Yuan seriously asked: "He Yixia, didn't you drink the bar tonight?"

He Yixia was taken aback, understood what he meant, and smiled: "I said that I didn't drink. I didn't get drunk last night."

When she said this, her face was flushed.

Thinking of touching the corners of his lips last night, it was soft and sexy, making her ears hot.

Shen Yuan's eyes could see the change of her face, he smiled softly and calmly: "Really?"

"If you don't believe it, you hear it." He Yixia raised her head, worrying about her feet.

Shen Yuan really cheated her body down, sliding her lips over the tip of her nose.

She didn't stop at that position, and then slid across her lips.

He Yixia gave up on tiptoe all at once, and stood flat. The kiss flashed past, not much different from when she kissed him yesterday.

The arc of Shen Yuan's smile widened in his eyes, and there was a smile in his voice: "I believe it."

He Yixia suddenly remembered that "Wen Wen" and "Kiss" were the same, and she was surprised that she had said something. Shen Yuan held her other hand at the same time, and said with a low smile, "Good."

He Yixia shuddered in her heart because of this sound.

...

When she returned to the apartment, she plunged into the soft quilt and couldn't sleep with excitement.

There was the warmth remaining between Shen Yuan's fingers, and when he drove her back to the room, he rubbed her hair easily.

He Yixia is all well.

Dingdingding heard a few WeChat messages.