After Jing Haohao finished speaking, he moved slightly away from Liangchen, walked around him, and walked forward.
Liangchen still maintained his previous actions without any movement, and his eyes fell quietly on the void where Jinghao Hao had just stood.
He felt that Jing Haohao was close to his in the wind and snow. Although the weather was bad at this time, he could clearly smell the faint fragrance of Jing Haohao's body.
Liangchen subconsciously turned his head and saw Jing Haohao's face with lowered eyebrows.
His heart thumped hard, was he going to lose her like this?
Liangchen looked at Jing Haohao who was slowly passing by him. When her figure completely passed by him, he suddenly reached back and grabbed her wrist fiercely.
They hadn't seen each other for just half a month, and he could clearly tell that her wrist was thinner than before.
He squeezed hard, then turned slightly to the side, pulled her directly into his arms, and pressed her waist with his other hand, clasping her tightly.
Before Jing Haohao could recover from such a sudden scene, Liangchen had already lowered his head and blocked her lips.
His breath was still that light fragrance, mixed with the cold air of snowflakes, entwining between her lips and teeth.
Such a long-lost and exciting feeling made her slightly dizzy. For a moment, she even forgot that he and she had broken up, and just stood in his arms so stupidly, letting him kiss her.
With.
Her lips were as soft and sweet as ever, which made Liangchen completely lose all reason and just kissed her deeply with all his strength.
Liangchen's hand hugged Jing Haohao's waist, getting closer and closer, as if he wanted to embed her whole body into his own flesh and blood.
In the whole world, apart from the sound of the wind and the falling snow, there was only the ambiguous sound they made when they kissed.
Liangchen kissed him eagerly, his lips gradually moved down and bit Jing Haohao's neck.
Such a stimulating and numbing feeling suddenly spread to the bottom of Jing Haohao's heart, causing her to suddenly come back to her senses and realize what she and Liangchen were doing on the street.
He and her had broken up, so how could they still be so close? In his heart, what did he think of her? He cared about her past, but he was obsessed with her body?
Jing Haohao was in Liangchen's arms. Her originally soft body gradually became a little stiff, and then she subconsciously began to struggle.
Liangchen held her waist tightly, ignored her resistance, and kissed her lips more forcefully. She even clearly felt that his breathing became a little messy.
A kind of panic gradually emerged in Jing Haohao's heart. She was vaguely aware that the air in her lungs was about to be sucked out by him. She didn't know where the strength came from, and she suddenly raised her hand,
He broke away from him fiercely and took two steps back before he stabilized his body.
Liangchen's breathing was still a little unsteady, and he stared straight at her with a frantic look in his dark, deep eyes.
Jing Hao breathed heavily and his face turned a little pale: "Liangchen, I have nothing to do with you anymore."
Liangchen's expression turned pale.
Jing Haohao pursed his lips fiercely, turned around, and hurried towards the end of the overpass.
