Quick Travel Guide: Hold the villain's thighs tight

Jiang Youmian played for a whole day, her body was covered with white snow.

But he didn't feel cold at all, instead he felt warm in his heart.

The first thing I do when I get back to my room is to take off my clothes and take a hot shower.

Play for fun, but don't get sick.

"What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."

When Jiang Mian took a shower, Ye Ling also finished washing in another room.

Both of them had wet hair, but Ye Ling only cared about Jiang Mian.

"Can you make it yourself? I want to eat what you make."

He doesn't want to eat takeaway, he always feels that something is missing, he still likes to eat the food made by the person in front of him.

"I'll make it for you in a while, first think about what to eat, and I'll blow your hair."

While Ye Ling was talking, she brought the hair dryer and turned it to the warm air position to blow Jiang Youmian's hair.

Ah Mian's hair is very soft, like cotton wool, dense and abundant.

It is very comfortable in the hand.

Jiang Youmian enjoyed all this with peace of mind, and even yawned comfortably.

After drying his hair, Ye Ling took him into his arms and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"are you sleepy?"

Seeing the exhaustion revealed in Jiang Mian's expression, Ye Ling felt a little distressed.

I played too crazy today, I have to put it down later, it will be very tiring.

"A little bit." Jiang Youmian couldn't open her eyes anymore.

Skiing is really tiring, but he is very happy.

"Then go to sleep, I will call you when I eat later."

"En." Jiang Youmian subconsciously responded, he himself was completely unconscious.

Seeing Jiang Youmian who had passed out, Ye Ling lightly picked him up and put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Then I went out and made a phone call, asked for some ingredients and came back to cook.

Looking back at the room with the closed door, the corners of Ye Ling's mouth were raised, and his heart was beating.

An emotion called contentment filled his once empty heart.

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Du Xiaoqing never went back, saying that he was the one who came out to play, but in the end he didn't go skiing either.

When he came to the ski resort, he saw the deadly enemy who had always been against him, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

The other party obviously noticed him too, raised his eyebrows provocatively in his direction, and looked like he deserved a beating, which made Du Xiaoqing very upset.

This person has too many flaws to talk about, but his character is not a problem, but he can't stand it and always fights with Du Xiaoqing, so Du Xiaoqing doesn't think much of him.

"Why do you have big teeth? Believe it or not, I will break your teeth off?"

When I saw this person, I was in a bad mood, and my bad luck died.

Doesn't he dislike skiing?Why are you here at the ski resort?Catch a winner! ?

What Du Xiaoqing is most dissatisfied with is that this man always asks out the girls he likes.

I'm so bored!

"Long time no see, temper is good, why? You are so malicious to me? I remember that I shouldn't disturb you and those women recently, right?"

Wei Jinfeng strode forward and grabbed Du Xiaoqing who was about to leave.

It's been a long time since I saw this person, why is his temper getting bigger and bigger?

Didn't even say hello when you saw him?

"Who wants to see you? Let go, I have something to do!"

Du Xiaoqing quickly freed his wrist from Wei Jinfeng's grasp.

Just kidding, he hates being in the same space with Wei Jinfeng the most, okay?

The girls who were with him were all playing with him for the purpose of inquiring about Wei Jinfeng.

He didn't understand, what's so good about Wei Jinfeng?

this face?

Du Xiaoqing looked it over.

Kind of handsome.

Tsk, it's okay.

"What can you do? Hasn't the office been closed for a long time? Just don't want to see me?"

Wei Jinfeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, it was quite funny to see the person in front of him blowing his hair.

"When do I want to see you? If you have nothing to do, I'll leave. Don't say anything. Hold on! I'm annoying when I see you."

Du Xiaoqing rolled his big eyes.

"No, you told your parents about your bed-wetting when you were young, and you still hold grudges?"

No matter whether others believed it or not, Wei Jinfeng believed it anyway, and Du Xiaoqing was really such a grudger.