Tang Ye can be forced to admit that he likes himself. Feng Yihan feels very successful. As for what he says, it doesn't matter.

She nodded, knowing that some restraints were necessary. "Say it."

Seeing that the little girl is so clever, Tang Ye's heart is softer.

"I wish you knew." Sugar or very gratified, in the end this girl understand his painstaking.

"I know now." Wind with cold suddenly thought of oneself also took Rong Chi of that give hairpin, immediately confessed.

She took the hairpin out of her pocket. "There's something I have to confess to you."

Because today is a good start, the wind to cold, do not want such a good start, turned into ashes, so I feel first to confess.

Only when everything is said can we not be afraid of being misunderstood.

Tang Ye looks down at the box in the little girl's hand and frowns. His intuition tells him that the origin of this thing is not simple.

"Don't tell me the man gave it to you this afternoon." He stared at the box with sharp eyes, and his voice became cold.

"Don't talk with such an expression. I'm afraid." As soon as Feng Yihan looks like this, she immediately acts like a spoiler. The little girl looks at Tang Ye with a pitiful look.

Tang Ye eased his expression a little and squinted to see the cold wind: "OK, don't be afraid. Let's be clear. What's this?"

"This," Feng Yihan looked at him, carefully determined that he was not really angry, and then told him: "this is rongchi's hairpin, which he made himself."

Tang Ye frowns again.

Look at his frown, the wind with cold heart immediately tightening up.

She reaches out her hand and rubs Tang Ye's eyebrows, trying to open the folds.

Tang Ye doesn't move, letting her soft fingertips caress his eyebrows.

"I promise to make three rules for you, and I will return this list."

"Why did you take it in the first place?" Tang Ye asks in a low voice. He pulls down the girl's hand and looks down at her.

"I refused. He had to give it to me. Later, I accepted it without rejecting it. " The colder the wind says, the more depressed he is. Unconsciously, he drops his eyes and doesn't dare to look at Tang Ye's dark and bright eyes. "But don't get me wrong. I never wanted to really accept this thing. Although I know he may like me, I don't like him. The person I like is you."

Hearing this, the man's frown slightly eased, and his lips also outlined a faint smile.

But soon the smile was suppressed by him.

He said with a stiff face, "after all, don't you still accept other people's things?"

"I didn't think so much at first." Feng Yihan looks up at Tang Ye again and explains nervously, "I always took rongchi as my brother. When I was a child, I especially liked to play with him. I haven't seen him for several years. All of a sudden, I thought of many things before."

"There are so many memories." Tang Ye's tone can't help sinking.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not what you think."

"It's not what I think. Do you know what I think?" Tang Ye asks.

The wind looked at him with cold and expressionless, and many thoughts came out of his mind.

"Why do you say so much today? And had a drink. Are you jealous? "

Tang Ye looks at her small face with a frown, and her thin lips make her confused. "Would you be happy if I said I was jealous?"

"Yes." The wind is cold, and the wind is cold. "If you are jealous, it means that you like me. I'm not alone in singing monologue. Of course I'll be happy."

The radian of Tang Ye's thin lips is especially ambiguous, and he laughs hoarsely, "is it happy for me to kiss you?"

The wind blushes with cold, I don't know what to say.

Without waiting for her to say a word, the man buttoned her back, bowed his head and kissed her. The box in his hand fell to the ground, and the hairpin in it also fell out, lying on the floor alone, delicate, beautiful and lonely.

This time, the man is not polite at all.

The brain is blank and dizzy.

I can't remember anything. Instinctively, if I want to grasp something, I can only grasp his clothes to prevent myself from being paralyzed in a man's arms.

But even so, it didn't take long for the wind's cold legs to soften, and the whole person collapsed.