Stretched out his jade-like fingers and poked the child's white forehead.

"What to try, how old are you, don't be idle all day."

A smile bloomed on the girl's bewitching face, and she said softly: "This is called a kiss, and it can only be given to the most beloved person...... Got it? ”

The child nodded thoughtfully.

…… Beloved?

I don't really understand.

But touching her forehead, which was poked a little painfully, the silver-haired little beauty covered her head, looked at Fu Yue accusatorily again, and walked away aggrievedly, and the corners of her snow-colored clothes flashed.

*

These days.

Shen Yun gradually discovered something, his spiritual power seemed to have returned, although it was only four or five layers, but it was enough.

He can make Fu Yue remember everything before.

In this way, this illusion can be broken.

……

Raise your hand and push open the door of the dormitory.

The child lifted his delicate little face and looked around, looking for the familiar figure.

Then his gaze fixed on the soft couch, a bed made of jade, covered with a soft, warm blanket.

The girl sleeping on the soft couch closed her eyes heavily, her thick eyelashes were curled like a small fan, and her red lips were pursed, and it could be seen that she was not sleeping very peacefully.

The silver-haired little beauty gathered her pure white clothes, took a light step, and walked over slowly, the ghost made a mistake, he didn't wake up Fu Yue.

Climb on the couch.

Shen Yun blinked her big beautiful eyes, then raised her hand and touched the girl's face, her gaze resting on the other party's soft red lips.

Kisses, which can only be reserved for the most beloved?

In his long and boring life, Shen Yun didn't understand what kind of emotion love was, but he knew that Fu Yue was different.

I don't know much about love, but I want to go to you.

The white hand was propped up on the soft blanket, and the silver-haired little beauty gradually lowered her head, and her cherry red lips were printed with the girl's thin lips.

I kissed it softly.

When he raised his head again, the child's fair face was already flushed with a thin flush, and he raised his little hand to cover his heart.

The heart is beating fast.

A trace of dazedness crossed Shen Yun's eyes.

He's not going to die, is he?

In addition to the weakness and helplessness after stealing kisses, but more, there is still uncontrollable joy and shame.

The little beauty's long eyelashes are dense and black, shaking and shaking, making people want to touch them.

Fu Yue slept deeply.

She frowned, her red lips closed one by one, and she spat out two clear words.

"Jun Heng ......"

The feelings contained in these two words are very complex and inaudible.

Shen Yun froze in place.

His eyes stared at Fu Yue without blinking, and he seemed to be stunned.

Jun Heng? Who is Jun Heng?

The question came to his mind, the silver-haired little beauty's cute face was a little dazed, and a little unpleasant, he pursed his cherry red lips, lowered his long eyelashes, and raised his hand to pinch a trick, making Fu Yue sleep more deeply.

Then he threw his consciousness into Fu Yue's dream.

……

"Zheng Zheng—"

The snow is flying, and the sound of the piano is lingering, like a fairy song circling, and the sound is not broken. Following the sound of the piano, gradually, I saw a vague back, slender and cold.

The top of the barren mountains and snowy mountains.

It was snowing heavily, and the piano sounded.

Shizhu Qingtai, copper furnace incense.

The snow ridge was long and boundless, and the man with long hair and shawl had a lonely back, as if he was the only one left in the entire firmament.

A long piano is horizontal, and a lone shadow sits upright.

Picturesque.

……

Looking at the scene in front of him, Shen Yun gradually sank his eyes.

Man??

This is that Jun Heng?