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After Yan Chen finished speaking, he walked towards the stairs. After about two minutes, he came down with a smoky gray scarf in his hand.
The man stood in front of her, raised his hand and tied the scarf around her neck, wrapped it around her neck, and then pulled it up, covering most of the girl's little face.
Ye Wanwan stood obediently, staring at the man in front of her with a pair of dark eyes, and blinked her long and thick eyelashes again. Noticing the man's exposed neck, she asked softly: "Shen Chen, aren't you wearing it?"
Yan Chen lowered his head slightly, his dark eyes glowing with a soft luster, a tenderness that could only be felt when he looked at her.
He said quietly: "I'm not cold."
"no."
Ye Wanwan was very stubborn. After looking at Yan Chen for a few seconds, she suddenly bent down, took off the snow boots she had just put on, stepped on a pair of slippers and ran upstairs.
When she came down, she was also holding a scarf of the same style as her own neck, but it was light pink in color.
Ye Wanwan walked up to Yan Chen with a scarf, raised her head, and looked at him enthusiastically with her crystal eyes.
""
Yan Chen understood the look in her eyes, but looking at the pink and girly scarf in her hand, there was a hint of resistance on his usually indifferent expression.
"Shen Chen, do you dislike my things?" Ye Wanwan came to play as soon as she said she wanted to, her beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowned, her eyes were filled with mist, as if she was extremely wronged, "Wow, you are indeed If you don¡¯t love me, you don¡¯t even want to wear my scarf, and you don¡¯t even want to wear a couple¡¯s scarf with me¡¡±
""
Yan Chen sighed softly and looked at her helplessly and dotingly.
Reaching out to take the fluffy pink thing, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and he casually wrapped the scarf around his neck in a circle with an expressionless expression.
There is a faint floral fragrance on the scarf, which is like the smell of a girl.
The tight curve at the corner of his mouth relaxed a little, and he raised his hand to pinch the girl's cheek: "Okay, put away your tears and leave."
Ye Wanwan immediately put back her tears, curved her mouth, and a successful smile appeared on her face.
He didn¡¯t look as if he had suffered a huge grievance just now.
She stood up on her tiptoes and gently pecked the corner of the man's mouth. Her smile was like a little bear that had stolen honey: "Hey, I knew you still loved me."
Yan Chen looked down at her, his eyes slightly raised: "It's good to know."-
This town is called Yuelao Town, located in the north of China. Originally, not many people knew about it because of its remote location.
But since a famous movie was filmed here last year, it seems to have opened a door for it. It has been selected as "one of the dating destinations that couples must not miss". The traffic volume has increased sharply, and many tourists have come here. .
This is one of the reasons why "Sweet House" was filmed here.
"well¡ª¡ª"
Ye Wanwan let out a long, drawn-out sigh. The white heat lingered in the air for a moment, and then quickly dissipated.
She put her hands together and rubbed her palms back and forth to keep warm. Her mouth hidden behind the scarf was slightly flattened, obviously unhappy.
"What's wrong?" Yan Chen turned his head and asked her.
Ye Wanwan raised her little head and said pitifully: "I thought this was an indoor variety show, and I only needed to be responsible for staying in the house to eat, drink, and sleep. Unexpectedly, I had no food, no drink, no money, and I still had to come out to make money!"
"The program crew is so - so stingy!!" She complained while rubbing her hands continuously.
Yan Shenwei responded, took his hand out of his pocket, covered hers, and wrapped the little hands tightly in his palm.
Ye Wanwan¡¯s hands are always cold in winter, and she doesn¡¯t like wearing gloves.
So every time, it was almost Yan Chen who used his own warmth to warm her.
The man held her hand, and when the temperature in his hand was no longer so cold, he asked in a low voice: "Is it still cold?"
Ye Wanwan shook her head. The unhappiness on her face just now disappeared. Her beautiful eyes were curved into crescents, and her smile was as sweet as cotton candy.
"anyway¡ª¡ª"
Ye Wanwan suddenly turned back and stared at the dark camera behind her, then raised her eyes to look at the camera guy: "The part where I just complained about the show crew wasn't recorded, right?"
The camera boy nodded together while holding the camera.
Ye Wanwan: "Can you delete it?"
&??Wanwan didn't pick the ones with exquisite styles, but picked out two from the ones they had just hand-knitted, handed one to Yan Chen, and put the other on her wrist.
She pulled her sleeves up a little, revealing a small section of slender white wrists, with bright red ropes wrapped around them, like roses blooming in the polar regions.
"Shen Chen, have you ever heard a sentence?" Ye Wanwan raised her arm, turned her wrist over in front of her eyes, and looked at it for a while, looking extremely satisfied.
¡°Marriage of a thousand miles is tied by a thin thread, please cherish this fate.¡±
The hand with the red string was suddenly held by the man.
Yan Chen grabbed her hand and pulled the sleeve back down to cover her wrist.
He reached out and rubbed the girl's head, his voice was always low and magnetic: "I just need to cherish you."-
When we returned to Sweet House, the others had not returned yet.
The heating in the room finally relieved Ye Wanwan's face, which was almost stiff due to the cold wind. She rubbed her face, sat on the sofa, and kept changing channels with the remote control in her hand.
Yan Chen poured a glass of hot water from the kitchen and handed it to her.
Ye Wanwan happened to be thirsty, so she took it and pointed it at the rim of the cup. The water in it just touched her lips. She immediately took the cup far away, wrinkled her face, stuck out her tongue and said, "Oh ,hot¡¡"
Yan Chen took the cup from her hand again. Seeing the girl covering her mouth and hissing after being scalded by the hot water, she felt distressed and helpless: "I didn't let you drink it right away."
Ye Wanwan raised her eyes and looked at him: "I'm thirstyand the water is so hot. If you didn't remind me earlier, you'd be so mean to me even though I was burned."
The eyes were stained with moisture, and his face was full of grievances.
Yan Chen couldn't stand the look in her eyes, so he had to soften his tone and apologize to her: "I was wrong."
Ye Wanwan pouted, and her voice was soft and waxy: "Blow it, and it won't be hot anymore."
""
As soon as he finished speaking, the man's breath suddenly came closer, bringing with it a bit of coldness that had just been left outside the house.
The back of his head was held up by his palm, and his beautiful facial features were magnified in front of his eyes. The pair of thin lips were slightly opened, and he breathed out gently, which fell on the skin around the lips, making it feel numb and itchy.
The man¡¯s peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and his voice was soft: ¡°Okay, it¡¯s not hot anymore.¡±
At such a close distance, the mole in the corner of his eye was extremely clear, and the black eyelashes were distinct, like crow feathers.
There is a tiny sparkle of light in the eyes, which is gentle and gentle.
Ye Wanwan felt a blush spread from her cheeks when he looked at her like this. She stayed there for a few seconds before she came back to her senses and said, "I'm not asking you to blow me off."
"Water! I want to drink water!"
Yan Chen raised his eyebrows and stepped back, returning to the original distance.
He put the cup to his mouth and blew it again and again. When he felt it was almost done, he tested the temperature and then handed it to Ye Wanwan.
Ye Wanwan looked at the faint, slightly moist lip print on the rim of the cup, and was too embarrassed to look at it directly. Instead, she circled the rim of the cup.
Yan Chen watched her movements in his eyes. He put one hand on his knees and supported his face with his palms. He turned his head and looked at her lightly: "Dislike?"
Ye Wanwan¡¯s hand holding the cup paused, and after meeting the man¡¯s eyes, she quickly denied: ¡°No.¡±
Faced with the deep gaze, she turned the mouth of the cup back again, looked at the lip mark that was so light that it was almost invisible, closed her eyes, and drank directly.
We¡¯ve kissed so many times, it¡¯s just indirect kissing, there¡¯s nothing to be shy about!
"Gurgling a few times."
After drinking, Ye Wanwan put down the cup, her cheeks were slightly red, but she pretended to be calm.
Yan Chen looked at the empty cup: "You drank it all."
Ye Wanwan didn¡¯t react for a moment: ¡°Huh?¡±
"I'm thirsty too."
"Then let me pour you a drink?"
"Need not."
Yan Chen stared at the girl's glistening lips. He leaned over quickly and pressed his soft and cool lips against hers. The tip of his tongue penetrated her mouth and passed through her mouth inch by inch.
Although his movements this time were very gentle, she was still unable to resist and could only passively open her mouth to welcome him.
Breathing gradually became difficult, Ye Wanwan whimpered and pushed him away: "What are you doing"
Yan Chen slightly curved his lips and licked the corners of his mouth: "I'm not thirsty anymore."
"We, we are still recording the show!" The girl's fair face turned red, even reaching the tips of her ears.
Yan Chen added: ¡°A love show.¡±
¡°Even if it¡¯s a love show, you can¡¯t just kiss me directly.¡±
Yan Chen tilted his head, his dark peach blossom eyes staring at her quietly, with one part innocence and one part narrowness.
His voice was very low: ¡°But I¡¯ve already kissed you, what should I do?¡±
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Then kiss a few more times! ! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)nbsp; Yan Chen added: ¡°Love show.¡±
¡°Even if it¡¯s a love show, you can¡¯t just kiss me directly.¡±
Yan Chen tilted his head, his dark peach blossom eyes staring at her quietly, with one part innocence and one part narrowness.
His voice was very low: ¡°But I¡¯ve already kissed you, what should I do?¡±
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