Her delicate, boneless hand wrapped around him, as if a silky texture slipped through.

Constantly rubbing the frost on his hands, the backs of his hands, and the palms of his hands......

Each slender, bony finger......

Rong looked at him with ambiguous eyes, and the veins in his eyes were affectionate and affectionate.

Especially when he thought that he had sewn the slit of her skirt overnight, a strange fluctuation appeared in her heart.

Su Xian didn't react from the beginning, and now he can't refuse......

His hands were constantly caressed by her, his clear eyebrows and eyes were delicate, and his gaze slowly fell on her face from the hands of the two people......

Eyes collided.

In the air, the atmosphere around the two people seemed to be different in an instant.

There seems to be an ambiguous atmosphere, and it spreads little by little.

He has a cold and detached temperament, like a fairy in a painting, walking in the world of red dust, and actually met such a charming thousand-year-old goblin.

Rong Yu's cheeks were dyed with a touch of peach blossom red, and there was affection in his eyes, so that he no longer looked away, so that there was still a touch of shyness in her eyes.

It's heart-pounding.

Time seemed to stand still in this moment.

Rong Yu obviously wanted to provoke him to stop.

But she trapped herself in it.

Blushing and heartbeating, fawns slamming.

Her hand was still wrapped around his, but at some point, her hand was held by one of his hands.

Rong Yu's palms warmed up.

His cold gaze became deep and scorching.

She suddenly couldn't resist and wanted to move away.

But suddenly, his jaw was pinched by him.

Rong Wu's body froze.

Moist eyes looked at him with a puddle of autumn water.

His clear, dusty face slowly approached.

Tolerance breathing almost stopped.

Don't dare to move.

Just watched him slowly approach, approaching her little by little.

His eyelashes are so long.

It was as if it could take in the golden light pouring in from outside.

His breath was warm and light, and the familiar fragrance of pine wood was reassuring and intoxicating.

Rong Yu held his breath and slowly closed his eyes in shock.

It seems that something is waiting for you.

She could even feel his thin, warm lips rubbing against her cheeks...... A little bit, close to her lip.

Correct.

That's when ......!

But a faint voice from him suddenly came from her ears, a cold voice, a little hoarse, "Yesterday...... At night, what did you dream about? ”

As soon as these words fell, Rong Mo instantly opened his eyes.

His countenance was close at hand, impeccable in its refinement and perfection.

It's just that such a distance makes her unable to breathe smoothly, and her cheeks are crimson.

"Dream, what did you dream about?"

Rong asked a little confused for a while.

"Think about it, huh?"

His voice seemed to have the power of demagogy.

Let Rong Mo try her best to control the distracting thoughts in her heart to recall, and in an instant, her eyes widened slightly, and she hurriedly said, "I dreamed of you." ”

I dreamed of you!

She talked in her dream last night, but ......

Su Xian's expression was stunned, and a faint look flashed in his eyes.

…… Well.

Very well, go ahead.

"What did you dream of me?"

He asked lightly.

When Rong Yu heard this, he immediately raised his small fist and beat it on his chest, stomping his feet and stomping his feet, "I dreamed that you are so bad, I bought a lot of flowers back, and I was arranging flowers, but you came over and planted them all badly, and they were all ruined." ”

Su Xian: "......"