I pinched my waist and petted him, and I was made to cry by the ruffian Third Master.

Yu Sheng didn't react for a moment. He turned around and looked up at the man in front of him in confusion: "Admit what?"

"Sleep legally."

Yu Sheng pushed the person away with a look of disgust: "What the hell, let me tell you, I was not present and I don't admit it."

"As long as the law recognizes it."

Yu Sheng looked at him with disgust and insisted not to admit it.

Jiang Gezhi immediately felt unhappy, stretched out his hand to hug Yu Sheng into his arms again, rested his chin on Yu Sheng's shoulder, and said domineeringly: "You are my person. If I don't let you go, don't even think about leaving."

When Yu Sheng heard this, her heart beat uncontrollably and fast. She secretly stretched out her hand and pressed it on her heart.

Jumping so fast.

Yu Sheng calmed down for a while, then she felt her heart rate slowly drop, and then she whispered: "Why me?"

Jiang Gezhi said impatiently: "Why are there so many? Get down quickly, it's freezing."

Yu Sheng shook his head: "I'm not here to travel, I'm here to enjoy the scenery."

Jiang Gezhi frowned: "What kind of collection?"

Yu Sheng broke away from his arms and pointed to the painting bag placed aside: "Paint!"

Jiang Gezhi raised his eyebrows: "That's good, help me draw one."

Yu Sheng refused without thinking.

"The landscapes I painted are not portraits. You should go back quickly."

"If you don't go, I will stay here to guard you."

If he left, wouldn't he give He Chen that wild dog a chance?

Jiang Gezhi leaned against the guardrail nearby, took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. Then he took out his lighter, lit it, and took a long puff.

Yu Sheng frowned. She hated Jiang Gezhi's smoking. She had said it many times before, but every time Jiang Gezhi promised nonchalantly not to smoke next time, but she kept seeing him from time to time.

Yu Sheng tilted his head and looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "What does it feel like when you smoke?"

Jiang Gezhi raised his eyebrows: "What? Want to try?"

Yu Sheng shook his head, with a look of disgust on his face: "No, I hate smoking the most. I can't control your smoking, but can you please stop smoking in front of me? I don't want to breathe second-hand smoke."

When Jiang Gezhi heard this, he reached out and pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, then threw it on the snow.

Yu Sheng found that Jiang Gezhi was not in a good mood when he was not smoking. In the past ten minutes, she noticed that Jiang Gezhi took out the cigarette case several times, but in the end he did not smoke, but just bit the cigarette in his mouth.

Yu Sheng sighed and looked at Jiang Gezhi: "Uncle Third, haven't you ever thought about quitting smoking?"

After Yu Sheng said this, she regretted it. If she had thought about it, she would not smoke so many cigarettes.

She changed her words and said: "Maybe you should take a film, maybe your lungs are rotten."

Jiang Gezhi frowned and said fiercely: "Where are you cursing me?"

Yu Sheng waved her hands and shook her head: "No, no, it's just a suggestion. You can choose to ignore it."

Now Yu Sheng is basically very self-aware. Before, her heartbeat accelerated because of Jiang Gezhi's words, "You are the most qualified to control me." She really thought that she was different.

But reality slapped her in the face.

She doesn't have the qualifications and can't control it.

Now I don’t even want to care anymore.

Jiang Gezhi was a little irritable, but seeing Yu Sheng focusing on painting, he couldn't bear to disturb her.

He stood aside silently, his eyes never leaving Yu Sheng.

Snowflakes gradually began to fall in the sky, and Jiang Gezhi took off his down jacket and put it on Yu Sheng's body.

Yu Sheng instantly felt the warmth on her back. She raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Gezhi. Seeing that he was wearing a cashmere sweater, she couldn't help but say, "Why did you give me the clothes? Wear it yourself."

After saying that, he reached out to pull off his coat.

Jiang Gezhi stretched out his hand to hold the back of her hand: "Don't take it off, keep it on. You'll catch a cold by then, and the moaning will be annoying."

Yu Sheng: "??"

She curled her lips and retorted with a guilty conscience: "Who is moaning when they have a cold? Don't talk nonsense."

Jiang Gezhi sneered: "Come on, you are so coquettish, and anyone who complains or complains is just flattering you."

Yu Sheng was speechless. This bitch just couldn't say a good word.

She imitated Jiang Gezhi's tone just now: "You can take it and wear it. Don't complain when you catch a cold."

Jiang Gezhi raised his eyebrows: "Do you think I'm you? Don't worry, I'm strong. I can train in short-sleeves even in four seasons below zero."

Yu Sheng wanted to say something else, but Jiang Gezhi said impatiently: "Hurry up and go back after finishing the painting."

Yu Sheng said oh and said nothing more?

Jiang Gezhi stood aside and leaned back. He was a little bored and wanted to smoke again, but after looking at his little wife, he finally held back.

He took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Yu Sheng's back, and then sent it to Shen Zhou with the text: Boredom, accompanying my wife to the mountains to explore the scenery.

Shen Zhou replied almost instantly.

Shen Zhou: "???"

Jiang Gezhi posted another text: She is indeed the woman I like, no matter how you look at her, you will like her.

Shen Zhou: "To show affection, you have to show it at noon."

Jiang Gezhi: "Why?"

Shen Zhou: "Because you will die sooner or later."

Jiang Gezhi: "Nima, you just envy me for being single."

Shen Zhou: "???"

Jiang Gezhi changed the topic to the main topic: "Did you know that you have quit smoking? How did you quit?"

Jiang Gezhi remembered that Shen Zhou had a girlfriend before, and she was also a sweet girl. She was not allowed to smoke, drink or go out in bars. In the end, she was too strict and Shen Zhou chose to break up.

Shen Zhou: "Why do you think of quitting smoking?"

Jiang Gezhi: "I don't want my wife to smoke secondhand smoke. Is there a problem?"

Shen Zhou sent a disgusting emoticon.

Jiang Gezhi went over to the editor impatiently: "Hurry up, what did you do before?"

Shen Zhou: "Just kiss your wife when you want to smoke. Isn't this as effective as the e-cigarette betel nut?"

When Jiang Gezhi saw this, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

He put the phone in his pocket, rubbed his hands, and shivered: Don't tell me, it's really cold.

He walked to Yu Sheng's side and said, "Xiao Yu'er."

Yu Sheng looked up at him: "What are you doing?"

"I want to smoke."

Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that Jiang Gezhi would seek her opinion. She opened her mouth, but before the words came out, Jiang Gezhi's two cold and soft lips pressed against hers.

Yu Sheng was a little confused, blinking her eyes, and just sat there and let Jiang Gezhi kiss her.

After the kiss ended, Jiang Gezhi stood up straight.

Yu Sheng came to her senses belatedly, and her cheeks suddenly turned red.

"You are shameless, why did you kiss me?"

"Quit smoking!"

Yu Sheng was startled.

What is this lunatic doing?

She rolled her eyes at Jiang Gezhi and didn't intend to talk to him.

But the next time, Jiang Gezhi came over and kissed her without moving, which made Yu Sheng confused, and in the end, she no longer had any intention of painting.

She stood up and put away her painting bag. Jiang Gezhi was here, so she was destined to be unable to concentrate.

Seeing this, Jiang Gezhi quickly said, "Isn't it that you haven't finished the painting yet? Are you going back now?"

Yu Sheng said angrily: "When you are working, can you concentrate on me like this?"

Jiang Gezhi thought for a while and said, "No."

Yu Sheng rolled her eyes at him, reached out and took off her down jacket and handed it to Jiang Gezhi: "Wear it, don't catch a cold."

Jiang Gezhi looked arrogant: "I'm not cold!

Yu Sheng's eyes fell on his slightly bruised lips, and she revealed it without mercy: "Your mouth is purple from the cold."

Jiang Gezhi: "...

Yu Sheng threw the coat directly on him: "Put it on! Don't catch a cold."

Jiang Gezhi disagreed: "I won't catch a cold even if you catch a cold."

Yu Sheng ignored her and turned around to pack her painting bag.

As soon as she finished packing, Jiang Gezhi stepped forward and picked her up directly.