Su Zimo finally dragged Qian Weiran to the shore. Both of them were soaked to the skin. The temperature on the shore was low, and Qian Weiran had not yet recovered from that terrifying memory.
Sitting blankly on the grass, holding her body tightly and shivering, wet hair stuck to her cheeks. After the white T-shirt itself was stained with water, the underwear underneath was exposed.
"Hey...are you okay?"
Su Zimo was also wet all over. Besides, no one would feel comfortable with this feeling.
"Well……"
Perhaps it was Su Zimo's words that brought Qian Weiran back to his senses. The memory of the past was instantly interrupted in his mind. Sitting on the ground, Qian Weiran raised his head and saw a beautiful face that had been moistened by the lake water.
, his thin lips were slightly raised, but his expression seemed a little bad.
"fine……"
When she touched his eyes, she lowered her head unnaturally and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
What a monster! Even if he is wet and miserable, he still can't change his innate aristocratic temperament.
"What's wrong? Am I scared now? Why, lower your head." Su Zimo felt confused. She was still in a daze just now, but after seeing herself again, she became even more abnormal.
"It's okay...I just feel so cold..."
"It's so cold?" He was used to physical exercise, but he could still adapt to this kind of temperature.
So, he walked up to Qian Wei Ran, squatted down, and raised Qian Wei Ran's chin with his slender white fingers. His eyes became more and more playful, but he still pretended to be innocent and asked softly, "What's wrong with your face?"
So red...do you have a fever?"
Seemingly teasing, seeming serious, seeming ignorant, he held up Qian Weiran's face, zoomed in on his peerless handsome face, and moved closer and closer. Qian Weiran bit his lip lightly, not daring to move.
, he gently lifted the bangs in front of her forehead, as gently as if he were treating a pet.
His breath sprayed on Qian Wei's cheeks, his long eyelashes could sweep across his skin with just a slight movement, and Qian Wei's heartbeat almost jumped out of his heart.
"You're not allowed to... uh..."
Subconsciously resisting, as soon as he opened his mouth to refuse, he inevitably touched the corner of Su Zimo's mouth.
She actually took the initiative to kiss the corner of his mouth, Qian Weiran lowered her head again and again, it was so embarrassing.
Unexpectedly, he tightened Qian Wei's chin, forcing him to look at him, and he didn't seem to care at all about what just happened.
Suddenly, a cold forehead was close to his own, and he deliberately murmured: "I don't have a fever...it's strange..."
Every time he took a breath, she held her breath, and the faint smell, similar to the freshest grass in nature, filled the air.
"Is it still cold?"
His voice was so beautiful that it could drive people crazy. The gentler his tone, the harder it was to control his heartbeat.
ps: In addition to asking for feedback and comments, I also recommend Tang's debut novel "The Twelve Noble Young Masters", where a woman and n men are chasing each other. It is hilarious and has surprises. There are at least twenty beauties. In addition to the characters appearing in the title of this book,
There are also three superpowers, intervening
One kick, the king of the blood clan joins in vigorously, and even the eight princes are not far behind. The number of words is a bit too much, but it is definitely good-looking, because it is twelve years ago, Tang Tang became popular quickly, what kind of style is Tang Wen, pure love fantasy aristocrat plus np (process)