Win Wayne

"Of course I'm not bad." Wen was even happier after being complimented. "I really like this tattered body! Apart from being a little tattered, it's very good, and the proportion of the waist and legs is superb!"

Connor nodded in agreement: "That's right."

Wen fondly touched Connor's face for a long time before retracting his hand, noticing that he had already changed his clothes: "You, you dressed me..."

Wen pulled open the collar and looked in through the neckline, then said, "You helped me take it off."

Connor was a little guilty, his eyes wandered: "Because your underwear is soaked and you can't wear it anymore - I didn't look at it, I closed my eyes and changed it for you."

Wen raised his head to look at him while his hands were still tugging at the neckline.

She looked very carefully, almost tracing Connor's entire body with her eyes, and Connor didn't feel offended or uncomfortable.He also tilted his head to look at Wen, with a strand of hair hanging down from the corner of his forehead, giving him a youthful innocence.

"You're so handsome," Wen said, "from head to toe, you've all grown in my aesthetic preferences. Your hair is black and shiny, and your eyes, your eyes, are bluer than the sea outside the snow field .”

"Although you are praising me, how do I feel that you are... praising yourself?" Connor looked at her amusedly, "You are so beautiful too! Your eyes are a bit like cats, transparent and a little hard to understand .”

"So you like me too." Wen said regretfully, "You really shouldn't close your eyes."

Connor blinked: "...Okay, now I hope that time can go back, and I will definitely not close my eyes when you change your clothes."

"Idiot, you drank too much." Wendy said gloomily, she leaned against the wall with an unhappy face, "I drink very badly. It's my fault, I should remind you. What the hell is this place?"

"Nonsense, I, I'm not drunk." Wen Chao Kangnor sneered and said, "It's, it's not too late, do you still want to see?"

Connor said solemnly: "When you ask me this question when you are sober, the answer must be 'yes'. But forget it now, you are really drunk."

He was quite puzzled: "Didn't you say you wanted whiskey and vodka? I only gave you two 50ml sticks. Why did you get drunk so quickly?"

"Stupid, fool." Wen pushed him, didn't push, and almost fell himself. If Connor hadn't hugged her quickly, Wen would have smashed to the ground at this moment, "Whiskey and, vodka, it's a dog name!"

"You mean the sleigh waiting for you outside the valley?" Connor recalled, "I saw it when I flew you back, and they were still waiting for you. Let me take you back now, if you wait too long, he will worried."

"You really, don't you want to watch it?" Wen Hao looked regretful.

She raised her hand to touch Connor's chest, poked it, and squeezed it again. It really felt good, so she buried her head in it contentedly, and didn't care if her hair was messed up.

Connor: "...Oh, this, it's not the first time I have been treated like this, but your performance still makes me feel very flattered... May I know your name?"

"Wen," Wen said, "What about you?"

"Your name is 'Wing', a good name, but unfortunately you can't fly. I'm Connor." Connor replied, "Are you traveling alone?"

"Yeah, what about you? Why are you near here? Where is this place?" Wen finally remembered to look around, "A... cabin?"

"I built a house by myself, and I'm staying there temporarily." Connor curled his lips, showing a childish and annoyed look, "I had a conflict with my family, so I ran out by myself."

Wen looked up at him, and suddenly said, "Did I tell you that you look like Superman?"

"He's my father. Kind of like that," Connor said. "You're a fan of Superman, too?"

"That's right." Wen said imitating Connor's tone, "I was saved by him once before, before. But I'm not his fan, I'm just greedy, greedy for his body!"

Connor: "Okay... huh? But are you complimenting me because I look like Superman? Not because of my own charms? I feel a little hurt."

"You are not very similar to him... I have said that I like, like this style and appearance, black hair and blue eyes, smile like sunshine." Wen patted Connor's chest to comfort him, "Now I In my eyes, you, you are much more attractive than Superman!"

She patted and patted, and her hand began to slide down, and Connor grabbed her fingers as nimbly as a fish.

Wendy rolled her eyes and turned her head away: "Oh my god, she's really drunk. Oh my god, she's more annoying when she's drunk than when she's sober. I'm going back to rest. I don't care if she wants to."

She angrily disappeared from Wen's sight.

"You still said that I was drunk, I see, I see that you are drunk." Wen Chong said to Wendy, "We are all drunk!"

"I haven't even touched a drop of alcohol." Connor hugged Wen Daheng in a good-tempered manner, "Okay, I'll take you back, you've been asleep for a while, don't go back, that old man who was waiting for you on the sled Monsieur is coming for you with his sled dogs."

"Huh? Will he?" Wen murmured, "I'm so dizzy..."

"You're drunk." Connor had a headache, "You must not be old enough to drink, I hope he won't blame me for giving you a drink."

But it's also impossible for him to know that whiskey and vodka are dog names.

"I'm not drunk!" Wen retorted dissatisfiedly, "I'm just a little dizzy...I know what I'm talking about and what I'm doing!"

"Are you always like this?" Connor thought for a moment, "Maybe I shouldn't have turned down your generous offer because you were drunk."

"It counts. Do you want to touch it?"

Connor: "...I'd better take you back, Wen."

He took Wen Fei back to the sled, and the uncle watched him vigilantly: "What's wrong with Wen?"

"She was cut by the hot spring before, and she couldn't stand up after falling into the hot spring, but I rescued her." Connor looked at the other person with awkward eyes, "She said she should bring whiskey and vodka, and I will give it to her." Gave her two small glasses of wine to ease her tension."

The uncle nodded slowly.

"His name is Connor," Wen said happily. "He's good-looking and easy to touch. I like him."

Connor coaxed her: "Okay, okay, you're right. You're dizzy, why don't you get on the sled and take a nap?"

The uncle ruthlessly rejected Connor's idea: "I don't know how to take care of the drunk and the little girl, and now the little girl has become a drunk. She can't go on the sled, and something may happen."

"You can send me off." Wen stretched out a finger to poke Connor's chest, "You can fly!"

"Okay, I can send you off." Connor was also a little curious about this development, he patiently pressed Wen's hand down, "Are you cold?"

"I'm hot." Wen yawned, "Still sleepy."

The uncle told Connor the address, and Wen was already half asleep and half awake in Connor's arms.He glanced at the uncle in surprise: "Are you not worried about what I will do to her?"

"I'm more worried about what she will do to you."

Connor: "...Thank you, old sir, then I will take her away."

The uncle waved his hand at him.

The location on the address was not difficult to find, and Connor soon landed in a small detached house.He hugged Wen and found the key hanging on the doorknob at the door.

The bedroom was on the second floor, and the bed had already been made. He carefully put Wen on it, helped her brush away the hair under her body, and pulled up the quilt.

He leaned against the bed and looked at Wen's sleeping face. There was a charming blush on her cheeks. He was attracted for a moment, and after a while, he turned his head to check the injury on Wen's foot.

The scratch was not deep, but it was very long, and the bleeding stopped soon after being wrapped up. There was no blood on the bandage, so Connor was relieved.

He thought for a while, went to get a glass of water for Wen and put it on the bedside, and then went to see if there was any reserve in the refrigerator.

Wen didn't sleep well.

The body is hot and cold, and even when I fall asleep, I can feel dizzy and nauseous.She thought in a daze as if she had been scolded by Wendy before?I just don't quite remember why she was scolded. By the way, she was saved...

Connor came over immediately when she woke up.

He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to observe Wen's expression. When he found that she was fully awake now, he asked with a smirk, "Does your proposal still count now?"

Wen: "..." The memory came back in an instant.

"It counts," she said firmly.

"Seriously!" Connor stroked his chin. "Maybe I shouldn't have asked that question. Now I don't know what to do next—I'm kidding you by saying no now."

Wen gave him a wronged and dissatisfied look.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have brought it up—let's be brave enough to forget it," Connor suppressed a smile, "forget it, and move on to a fresh start. Need to re-introduce yourself? Since If you haven't even forgotten your proposal, then you must not have forgotten who I am, right?"

"Connor. I remember," Wen said.

Connor still couldn't hold back his fury: "Speaking of which, are you really greedy for my father?"

"Yes." Wen Pocanposhui, "I also really think that you are more attractive, your age is more suitable, and your personality is more interesting-although he looks the way I like, but he feels too stable to me .I don't like people who are too steady."

"Hey! I can be very steady too!"

"I can also agree with you politely...it smells so good, what did you cook?"

"Potato broth," Connor said. "I don't make much. This simple thick soup is not easy to go wrong. I think you should be thirsty and hungry when you wake up. Want to try it?"

"Yes!" Wen jumped out of bed, being careful not to let the injured foot bear the weight, "It smells so good! You are more homely than you look."

Connor helped her to go out: "You are also worse at taking care of yourself than you look."

"I took good care of myself. What happened to the hot spring was an accident." Wen said, "I fainted because of the blood."

"Are you dizzy?"

"Correct."

Connor said, "It looks so cute on you, honey."

"Let me ask you instead, are you running away from home now?"

"That's it."

"Run away from home to Iceland—it's really cool. Actually, I also ran away from home, but I just ran away from home to New York." Wen suddenly thought, "Otherwise I'd better stay in Iceland."

"To accompany me? You like me too much."

"Don't you ask me why I ran away from home?"

"I didn't see you ask me why I ran away from home."

Wen sat at the dining table, and Connor brought her hot soup. She stirred it with a spoon and couldn't help laughing.