Chapter 3122

Ranbai sat in the back with one hand on the boy's waist. Lengbai's beautiful fingers pressed the black windbreaker against the boy's left waist. You can feel the thin waist through a thin layer of cloth.

"Jiang Yuyan."

The night wind came, slightly cold, wrapped in cold. Two people flashed across the street on a locomotive against the wind.

Ran Bai QingHan called his name.

"Huh?"

Dyed white said in a very calm tone, "your waist is very thin."

“……”

"I'm praising you."

"Then I thank you."

"You're welcome."

Such a strange conversation ended in a few words, dyed white and hung his eyes, "don't locate my mobile phone in the future."

The boy blinked his eyes very gently.

He can't find dyed white directly out of thin air.

Amusement parks are no coincidence.

It's just that he found someone by positioning.

Jiang Yuyan smiled and said, "OK."

Because of dyeing white, Jiang Yuyan didn't open fast.

It can even be called gentle.

Otherwise, according to Jiang YuYan's previous speed, he would have begun to drift his soul directly.

More than twenty minutes later,

The boy drove to the river and finally stopped.

Dyed white:?

"Jiang Yuyan, are you here to see the river at night?" ran Bai glanced around, like a river that can't see the end in the dark night.

"Of course not." Jiang Yuyan said, how could he come here for this, "wait."

Tonight, there is no moonlight, no stars, and by the river, far away from the noise and prosperity of the city, a bit more unspeakable silence.

Jiang Yuyan looked at the girl standing next to him and silently raised his hand to help dye Bai button up his coat and hat.

Then he took off his windbreaker and put it directly on the girl's shoulder.

"It's a little cold. Put it on."

The boy wore a Black Hoodie, which was clear and strong against the youth atmosphere.

He laughs wildly and wantonly.

Like the scorching sun.

It's the most burning.

But there is an unspeakable coolness.

Dyed white's sight paused for two seconds on Jiang Yuyan and faintly took it back.

sunshine.

Light.

The temperature is gradually decreasing,

The water and sky in the distance are the same, connecting into a distant line, as if it could never be touched.

The night is vast and the river is like a mirror.

Suddenly,

Thin and broken snowflakes floated down in the sky. They are small and cold. They are crystal clear white.

Snow.

From the beginning of the broken snow, to the dense, like white fog.

The snow is floating all over the sky. With the swaying wind, it whirls and dances in the air.

This is the first snow in early winter.

Jiang YuYan's side eyes looked at dye white. His eyes were very bright. The deep and dark pupils seemed like a flame rising suddenly in the dark night. He smiled and asked, "are they good-looking?"

The color of the snow was reflected in the bottom of his eyes, and the light of the snow was blooming, setting off the clear brightness of his eyebrows and eyes.

Light burns Hua Hua.

Ran Bai looked at the snow, and her eyes reflected the snow all over the sky. Even her eyes seemed to be carved, empty and cold.

She slanted her eyes and bumped into the boy's eyebrows.

That picture,

Into the fundus of the eye.

Dyed white rarely said, the voice line was clear and restrained: "it's good-looking."

Jiang Yuyan slightly hooked his lips, which were as thin as roses, and dyed his clothes white.

Low laughter, low voice and magnetic sound line.

Very Sue.

"You look better."

The snow is not as bright as her.

The first snow in early winter,

It gets bigger and bigger.

Soon on the eaves, treetops and the ground were covered with layers of soft and white snow. As soon as you stepped on it, you fell into it. It was incredibly soft.

The whole world is wrapped in silver.

Jiang Yuyan is making a snowman for dye white.

He hasn't done such a funny thing before. He hasn't done it since he was a child.

Therefore, the action is slightly rusty.

But the victory lies in concentration.

The young man knelt half on one knee in the snow, his long eyelashes fell like butterfly wings, and his side face looked like a God when the snowflakes were fluttering.

His slender white fingers held the snow, and his fingertips were red because of the cold temperature.

Ranbai stood by and looked at the scene: "... Who did you pinch."

Jiang Yuyan kneaded and answered, "you."

"..." ran Bai was quiet for a few minutes, then silently looked at the snowman that was her. After a moment of meditation, he still said, "are you sure you're not pinching a dog?"

She felt that Jiang Yuyan might destroy the snowman if he went on like this.

The boy's face was expressionless. He ground his teeth and put the tip of his tongue against his cheek.

Casually holding a hand of snow from the ground, kneading it into a ball and throwing it at ranbai.

But I was not willing to hit people, so I subconsciously threw it one inch away from the girl at the moment of shooting.

Dyed white looked at the passing snowball and raised her eyebrow. "You don't look good. Who won't say it."

"You come!"

"I'll come, I'll come." as a person who likes art, I really don't see such a strange and twisted Snowman pinched by Jiang Yuyan, especially her?!

"Watch it." ranbai leaned down, half knelt next to Jiang Yuyan, and directly pushed the original Snowman down: "learn."

Jiang Yuyan looked at ran Bai with a smile. He answered lazily. The ending tone was slightly hooked. He was romantic and evil: "OK --"

"That's up to you." Jiang Yuyan held his jade jaw with one hand and looked at ranbai like that.

The girl drooped her eyes and held the snow in her hands, shaping it a little carefully.

After Jiang Yuyan looked, he felt something was wrong. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed the girl's wrist. "Forget it." he whispered, "don't do it."

My hands are red with cold.

Jiang Yuyan frowned slightly.

The boy wanted to dye his hands white, but his hands were also ice.

"Nothing." ranbai doesn't care. She looks at the snowman and Jiang Yuyan.

I was going to finish it, but I suddenly made a very unexpected move.

He took the girl's hand, closed it with his cuffs, and dropped his black sleeves until his white and cold fingers were completely attached to his arm.

Jiang Yuyan asked ranbai, "will this be better?"

Dye Brighton.

The temperature under her hands is really warm and close to the skin without any obstruction. She can feel the cold, white and delicate touch under her fingertips.

Better than a girl's skin.

Dyed white, vaguely, um, then retracted his hand and pulled it out of the young man's sleeve. For a moment, he was exposed to the cold air and falling snowflakes, and the temperature was gradually receding.

But dyeing white still feels a little hot.

Unspeakable heat.

I can only stretch my face and try my best to make a snowman to calm myself.

Dyed white pinch is really much better than Jiang Yuyan. It has an artistic flavor, like poetry and painting.

The girl broke a dead branch and engraved a name next to it.

——Jiang Yuyan.

"Promise." ran Bai clapped his hands, and the broken snow fell from his fingertips, "your appearance."

The boy chuckled and smiled with his lips and bright eyebrows.