Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

After breakfast, the two got bored for a while.Ling Pan said, "Let's go out to play today? It's snowing so hard, it must be fun."

Wang Jiulong thought for a while: "It's so cold, where do you want to go?"

"Oh, let's go for a stroll." Ling Pan rested his head on his shoulder and said coquettishly, "Look at the snow outside, the two of us are walking on the street, holding hands, how nice it is."

Wang Jiulong nodded and smiled: "OK, let's go."

When the two left the hotel, the snow was still falling outside, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of white cotton, which was soft to step on.At a glance, the street has become white, the branches, the roofs of the buildings, and the roofs of the cars are all white.

The whole world seems to be much brighter.

Wang Jiulong tightened the scarf for her, stretched out his arms, and pulled her into his arms.

Ling Pan was nestled in his arms, Ling Pan's height, with an average man beside her, she really couldn't show her affection.But for Wang Jiulong who is half a head taller than her, she looks very petite at the moment.

Ling Pan tucked up the scarf, exposed his mouth, and said, "Is it really okay for you to be like this? If you are met by those Deyun girls by chance, you will explode in your super chat."

Wang Jiulong glanced at her, tightened his arms, and said, "If you see it, you will see it. Do you think I am a big star? My dating is my own business, and I don't need to explain anything to others. Besides, they are now It's confirmed, I have a girlfriend."

Ling Pan joked, "Those famous detectives will dig me out sooner or later."

"Dig it out and dig it out, I'll protect you."

Wang Jiulong gave her a reassuring smile and looked at her with sparkling eyes.

His whole body brightened under the snow scene.

Ling Pan couldn't help sighing: "Wang Jiulong, you are so white."

Wang Jiulong pursed his lips and pressed her head in his arms.

Before they knew it, they came to a park.The two were walking on the path. Because of the snow, there were very few people in the park, and there was no one on this path.

They walked hand in hand on the path covered with thick snow.

Wang Jiulong's hands are big, delicate, and smooth, and they are also a little cold at the moment.

Ling Pan held his hand in both hands, warming him with her warm hands.

Wang Jiulong smiled and said, "Are our roles reversed?"

"what happened?"

"It shouldn't be the boy holding the girl's hand to keep her warm. Why did you warm me up first?"

Ling Pan sneered: "Will you warm me up? You have to keep your hands warm."

Ling Pan suddenly remembered something, took his arm and asked, "Who have you warmed up?"

Wang Jiulong was ashamed. He knew that this problem would come sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to come so soon.

"No..." Wang Jiulong scratched his head and stammered.

Ling Pan narrowed his eyes: "I heard that you talked about it several times."

Wang Jiulong immediately said: "Rumor! It is definitely a rumor."

"How many are those?" Ling Pan raised his head and asked him.

Wang Jiulong glanced at her: "Hmm..."

Ling Pan slapped him on the back: "Don't shake! Answer directly."

"Three, four... five... six... seven or eight."

Seeing Ling Pan take a deep breath, he hurriedly said, "Oh, I'm just kidding you."

"several?"

Wang Jiulong stretched out his finger: "I won't add you...four..."

Ling Pan looked at his cautious appearance, and burst out laughing with a "puchi": "Hahaha, Wang Jiulong, can you stop doing the opposite of your figure?"

Wang Jiulong rubbed her hair helplessly.

Ling Pan patted off the snowflakes on his shoulders, and retracted into his arms again.

Wang Jiulong squinted at her: "Don't worry, I will be your first and I will also be your last."

Ling Pan suddenly raised his head, stared at the phoenix eyes, and said, "Who...who said...you are my first?!"

Wang Jiulong raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Then tell me, how many did you talk about?"

"More than you anyway!"

Wang Jiulong lowered his head and chuckled, shook his head and said, "OK."

Ling Pan rolled his eyes guiltyly: "I...have experience too..."

Wang Jiulong leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Really? If I find out that you have no experience, then you will be miserable."

Ling Pan didn't understand what he said at first, but when he turned around and saw his smirk, he immediately understood, blushed, and stretched out his hands to slap him indiscriminately.

"Wang Jiulong, you stinky, rascal, rascal!"

Seeing this, Wang Jiulong hurriedly jumped aside to avoid her "chasing and killing".

Ling Pan picked up the thick snow on the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it towards him.

Wang Jiulong dodged and turned his back, the snow ball hit his back and shattered into snowflakes.He also squatted on the ground and kneaded the snow ball, and when he turned around, he threw it at Ling Pan, who dodged it as soon as Ling Pan dodged.

Ling Pan made faces at him and looked at him wryly.

In fact, he put in a lot of strength. If they let the Deyun Club have a snowball fight, they would be fighting with their lives, wishing to beat each other to death with snow.

Ling Pan caught a glimpse of him standing under a tree, saw the right moment, ran over immediately, and kicked the tree trunk.

The leaves on the tree trembled, and a large snow fell in an instant.Just as Ling Pan was about to turn around and run away, Wang Jiulong grabbed her waist and imprisoned her in his arms.

"what!"

Ling Pan's feet were in the air, she kicked her legs indiscriminately, large flakes of snow fell, covered her face coldly, and slid into the neckline.

Both of them shrunk their necks, and the clothes on their heads were all white in an instant.

Ling Pan struggled to get down, Wang Jiulong grinned, and spoke Tianjin dialect: "Let you do it! Please be honest again?!"

Ling Pan laughed so hard that he was out of breath, and said in Tianjin, "Who made you such a hooligan?!"

Wang Jiulong stepped forward to pat the snow off her clothes, Ling Pan looked at him fixedly, and held his hand.

Because he touched the snow, his hands became even colder.

Ling Pan put Wang Jiulong's hand next to his cheek, and said softly, "Wang Haonan, I like you so much."

Wang Jiulong smiled and wiped the snow off her scarf.Then he grabbed her waist and pulled her into his arms.

With the tips of their noses facing each other, he could smell the faint fragrance of her body, his breathing became hot, words were superfluous, his lips were slowly pressed together, he couldn't help trembling, seeing her eyes were misty Moist, his face was flushed, tiny beads of sweat ooze from the tip of his nose, his lips were slightly parted, revealing a fresh and moist tongue, pure and charming, his adorable appearance made him unable to restrain himself from lowering his head to hold it in his mouth. Her lips, and then gently wrapped around the tip of her tongue, she tremblingly accepted his love, her eyelashes were unconsciously wet...

In the snow-covered sky, the hearts of the men and women who are kissing under the tree are getting closer at this moment.

Heavy snow fell one after another, and the snowflakes danced in various postures in the air, or flew, or hovered, or fell straight and fast, and fell on the ground...