Amidst A Snowstorm Of Love

31: Pride is still in my heart (4)

Lin Yiyang pressed her forehead against hers, wanting to say, I really shouldn't call you Xiao Guo'er.

Think again, forget it.

He was thinking that if he was the most energetic young boy now, he would definitely take her to bed, strip off all the clothes that bound her, and wantonly fight on the body he longed for. No matter what game he plays, he has already stood at the top, is the king on the field, and his will be hers.

At that age, it is really naive and conceited, strong but fragile.

Yin Guo pursed his lower lip restrainedly and bit down, not knowing what he wanted to do, he made him sore. Lin Yiyang looked at her and arranged her clothes for her.

"It's raining heavily outside, you wait inside, I'll be back in a while," he said.

Yin Guo nodded.

She touched his face, chin, bridge of nose, and finally put her hand around the back of his neck and touched it up. His short hair is hard, and he has obviously trimmed his hair this week, especially when it became very short at the back, and the ends of the hair brushed against her. of fingers and palms. very itchy.

It's... grueling.

Lin Yiyang was soft-hearted by her touch, but in fact, he just wanted to see if there was a better restaurant nearby, and bought dinner for her. He looked at her and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"I do not know either…"

The mind is empty, with nothing, and full, with everything.

It was the first time in his life, and he was the first man in his life who had had intimate contact with her.

She suddenly thought of Chengyan, thinking that Lin Yiyang was being chased, and pretended to say casually, "Chengyan is pretty."

"Chengyan?" After waiting for a long time, Lin Yiyang couldn't keep up with the girl's thoughts, "Why do you mention her?"

"I get jealous when I think about it, I don't know why."

I haven't been so careful in the past, but when I like someone, I will become more and more stingy.

He pulled her hand off the back of her neck and held it, trying to say something. But Chengyan really had nothing to do with him, and he didn't know what to say. In the end, I had to smile bitterly and squeeze her hand: "Let's go."

In fact, it's not bad. It's also a kind of emotional enhancement method to see the person you like being jealous of yourself. Anyway, he is a passer-by, and it is harmless, but this jealousy is hard to guard against.

When Lin Yiyang went out to buy food, Yin Guo took apart a piece of soap in the bathroom to wash his hands and face, but he didn't wash his face seriously when he came back from the arena. Light makeup is not very comfortable, but there is no way, the competition has aesthetic requirements.

She felt that the underwear was uncomfortable, so she wiped her hands, unfastened the buckle, and put it on again. Looking in the mirror, I pulled down my neckline and looked at it. The redness was about to subside.

Her face seemed to have a layer of soft light, and her eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, standing in front of the pool, distracted...

The fingers on the white towel picked up the white thread of a towel, twisted the pulp of the two fingers, and rubbed it subconsciously for a while. Thinking of his face flushing red, he dropped the towel and walked into the empty room.

A large one-shoulder sports backpack sits on the rug by the sofa.

From the night he first met Lin Yiyang, he had this backpack. It seemed that he had never seen any other backpack in the apartment where he lived. Only this black one accompanies him to two cities.