"Let's go back."
He said in a soft voice, his voice could not hear emotion, but the action of holding the girl was very gentle.
She was a little drunk and didn't know what he was talking about. She nodded in a daze.
The banquet was still dark, and all kinds of flustered voices converged, and the scene was in a mess.
In the noisy environment, the two people in the corner are completely unaffected. Feng Qing took off her coat, wrapped up the girl in front of her, and led her out of the house with a plain expression.
After drinking, her hands and cheeks were warm. Feng Qing put the stove in her hand, tied the collar of her jaw, and helped her walk out of the hall.
Until they leave the hall.
The lights inside flickered and slowly came on.
The busy people inside gradually quieted down and muttered suspiciously.
The two men out there are gone.
After walking for a while, the girl was dizzy. She turned her head and stared at him. She said, "I want to carry it."
The main God was slightly stunned and glanced at her slowly.
Yu Chu shrunk his neck. Even if he was drunk for seven or eight minutes, he felt cold and swish on his body.
She was about to say no, but the man leaned down in front of her, with a flat look and a slight sidelong face.
The girl was stunned for a few seconds and held it up.
The slender figure walks slowly, and the sound of footsteps on the snow is light and slow.
At this moment, the years are quiet.
In the cold wind and snow, Yu Chufu was lying on the man's beautiful shoulder line, his hot cheek was close to his back neck, and he held tightly the youth in silence, and he was walking vaguely on his back.
For the first time in so many ways, she has been unconscious.
In the past, she had to finish the task and take care of the debris. She would not relax for a moment, nor let her consciousness blur.
Maybe it's because I'm too tired recently, and the LORD God is around, so I don't need her to be too vigilant. She suddenly seems to be back in her childhood, ignorant and clever.
The girl was quiet for a while, her mind was confused, looking at the pure white ice and snow, and suddenly quietly murmured: "you come so late."
The young man turned his face slightly, and the beautiful color in his purple eyes was light. He heard her mutter like a child, and her voice was very small: "I've been waiting for you. The teacher has been waiting for me until very late. I think she is impatient..."
She spoke with the fragrance of wine, and her breath poured down her neck. There is no expression on the youth's face, still calmly looking at the road ahead, but the heart began to ache.
"Sorry, I'll pick you up every day." A soft voice.
The girl tilted her head and said, "it's cold today. I want you to come back soon."
"Well," he said softly, "I'll be at home with you every day, and I'll never leave again."
The girl on the shoulder said, "why don't I lock you up?"
White delicate side face was pinched, Feng Qing face no expression, also did not stop.
He looked at the road in front of him. There were snowflakes floating in the air. Some crystal white fell on his eyelashes, and the black feather eyelashes were stained with broken light. The voice of the young man was not cold or light, but very soft: "OK, you close it."
The indulgence of obedience.
"Are you tired of carrying me The girl suddenly turned her face and rubbed his neck socket vaguely.
Her consciousness was so dim that she forgot everything, but she remembered that the man was not in good health and had to be pampered.
The other side is peaceful: "not tired."
The pain of experimental sequelae is nothing to the God.
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