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There was a light knock on the door.

The door was slowly opened, and the little girl walked in.

White sweater, white sneakers, two unbuttoned lining.

It coincides with the appearance of memory and coincides with expectations.

"You're here." Wen Yuran put down his pen and sat up straight.

"Hmm." The little girl answered with her head down.

The insulation box was opened layer by layer, and the fragrance overflowed, making Wen Yuran's heart warm.

Wen Yuran picked it up and ate in small bites, absent-mindedly, his eyes wandering to the little girl.

The little girl's sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a small section of dazzlingly white forearm, which made people feel uneasy.

Wait until summer, maybe you can see little girls wearing skirts.Wen Yuran thought endlessly.

Too bad it's only early spring.

Summer is still a long time away.

Before she knew it, the meal was finished. Wen Yuran only remembered that it was delicious, but she had no memory of what she ate or how it tasted.Only the little girl's white and tender forearm is engraved in my mind, and I can't forget it even if I want to.

Thoughts go farther and farther, almost falling into the abyss.

"Wen Yuran."

The little girl put away the table, put the thermos box on the low table, and called Wen Yuran's name in a low voice.

Wen Yuran was brought back to his mind by this sound.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yuran asked.

"Your collar is messed up." The little girl looked up at her, her gaze straight and unabashed.

"Oh..." Wen Yuran replied casually, not paying attention.

Until the slanted shadow fell, the little girl walked up to her and stood still.

Then the little girl held out her hand.

Wen Yuran looked at those green and flawless fingers, and stopped his movements without any resistance.

There was also a hint of anticipation in my heart.

Wen Yuran lowered his head.

I saw those hands grabbing her collar, and then making the collar flatten little by little, with careful and gentle movements.

During the whole process, Wen Yuran's nerves were tense, and the cloth rubbed against his skin, making it itchy.

She stood still and let the little girl take care of her collar, she actually felt some enjoyment in her heart.

But in the next second, the subtle pleasure was interrupted.

Wen Yuran felt the skin on her neck turn cold, it was the little girl's fingers that accidentally touched her skin.

This was an unintentional move.But when the cold touch was transmitted to her brain, her heart beat twice quickly.

Wen Yuran reacted almost subconsciously——

She took a quick, distinct step back, avoiding the little girl's hand.

So all the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

There was still a cold touch on the skin of the neck, which made Wen Yuran's back tingle.

The little girl's hands are cold, she has always known it.

But ever since those absurd thoughts came to her head, she felt dangerous almost reflexively.This inexplicable sense of danger is hard to explain, there is no reason, it tends to instinct.

Wen Yuran's back reaction was abrupt.

The little girl's fingers were still frozen in the air, and she paused for a few seconds before slowly withdrawing them.His eyes darkened visibly, his cheeks sank into the shadows, his expression dark and unpredictable.

Wen Yuran looked at the little girl's appearance, and realized that his reaction just now was too abrupt, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

"I……"

She felt that she should say something, but all her past social experience failed to tell her a suitable wording.

"It's okay." When Ning An raised his head again, there was already a bright smile on his face, his white teeth were exposed, his eyes were crooked, and there was a dimple on his left cheek.

The usual smile was no different, but Wen Yuran still felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Wen Yuran breathed out: "Your hands are too cold, I was startled just now, I didn't avoid it on purpose."

With a vague sense of guilt, he raised his hand and stroked the top of the little girl's head reassuringly.

Ning An's hair was black, soft and comfortable to the touch.

This trick was quite effective, and the little girl's body was obviously relaxed.

In the process of touching his head, Wen Yuran lowered his gaze secretly and glanced at the ground.

I saw the shadow of the little girl.

The little girl has a shadow.This discovery makes all absurd ideas self-defeating, and there is no room for worry.Wen Yuran was completely at ease.

And all of Wen Yuran's small movements were caught by Ning An's eyes,

Ning An's eyes darkened a bit.

It stands to reason that the little girl should have left after delivering the meal.

"Can you take me back? I'll wait here for you to get off work." After a brief silence, Ning An spoke.

Wen Yuran hesitated for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll ask the secretary to take you to the reception room, and I'll come to you after work."

If the little girl stays in the office, she will definitely not be able to concentrate, and she doesn't know how long it will take.

After hearing this, the little girl was still for half a second.

Then he chose to be obedient, lowered his head, and obediently followed the assistant out of the office.

Wen Yuran thought that as long as the little girl was not in the office, she could concentrate.

The truth is, she was dead wrong.

As long as he thinks that the little girl is still waiting for him, Wen Yuran unconsciously starts to lose his mind.

just……

I avoid the little girl's hand, will the little girl feel very uncomfortable...

The little girl worked so hard to deliver food, but she still reacted like this...

Thoughts have completely drifted away from the document, a thousand miles away from the topic.

In the end, by the time Wen Yuran finished signing the documents in his hand, it was quite late, and the company was almost gone.

Wen Yuran packed up his things and went to the reception room.

The reception room was empty, only the little girl was sitting there.

Seeing the little girl waiting alone with her head down, Wen Yuran's heart softened.

"Let's go." Wen Yuran stepped forward step by step, and took the initiative to hold the little girl's hand.

The little girl's fingertips were still weirdly cold, but Wen Yuran restrained the uneasiness and grabbed the little girl's fingers.

In the next second, Wen Yuran's wrist was grabbed by the backhand.

Then there was a strong pull, Wen Yuran was a little unstable, his center of gravity moved forward, his body fell forward uncontrollably, and then his shoulder was grabbed by a hand.

The pressure on the wrists and shoulders is quite clear, and the little girl has a lot of strength.

Then, the cold breath invaded the lips, the teeth were pried open, and the tip of the tongue drove straight in.

The kiss came unexpectedly and directly.

Wen Yuran was completely unprepared, his mind was blank, his breath was chaotic, and his heart was beating like thunder.

This kiss was stronger than any other time, as if some crazy emotion had accumulated to its peak and urgently needed an outlet to vent, there was no tenderness at all.

There is surveillance in the reception room...

Wen Yuran instinctively wanted to resist, but her strength was no match for the little girl. After a while, she gave up struggling, stretched her arms back, stumbled a few times, fumbled for the light switch with her fingers, and then snapped it off. Lights out.

It was dark all of a sudden.

All the thoughts faded away, leaving only the entangled touch on the tip of the tongue, and every inch of perception was extremely clear and fit.

After an unknown amount of time, the little girl let go of her.

Wen Yuran's chest rose and fell violently, and she took a deep breath for a long time before adjusting her breathing rate to the normal range.

After calming down, Wen Yuran stood up straight, straightened his collar, and adjusted his expression.

In the darkness, she belatedly realized——

Is the little girl angry?