Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Just now, she was worried about running away, but she just pulled it on and it was fucked up. Now that she stopped, her fingers and Wen Jili's were clasped tightly. She pulled her hand from between his fingers in embarrassment>

Unexpectedly, she was directly pulled by the man, keeping her fingers clasped >

"Qin Jing, beauties are in the eyes of lovers, anyway, don't imitate me."

Qin Jing glared angrily, "..."

In an unfamiliar city, surrounded by quiet street lights, city M is not as prosperous as city Y, and being in it, is filled with a sense of freshness and comfort after the rain. [

Especially when the person walking next to you is the person on your heart's cusp, that sense of tenderness is magnified more than ten times.

The two held hands, feeling the different feelings this strange city brought them, neither of them spoke, they just walked along the street lights.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jing shuddered, the man put his arms around her arm, and handed her the coat that had been draped over his left arm, "Put it on."

The voice was lukewarm, like the one I had heard many times in the past, but now, it seemed to be alienated but not alienated.

"Why do you have a coat?"

Putting on the coat the man handed her, being wrapped in an ill-fitting coat, that feeling is very warm, from the body to the soul.

Wen Jili, you like this, even a weak fire >

"It was pulled on when it came out."

The man explained indifferently, as if he didn't think it was something worth noting, he slanted one hand lazily >

Not far away, there is a Malatang stall, with boiling heat, and you can smell the fragrance even if you walk far away.

After walking for a whole afternoon, Qin Jing, who was already hungry, turned his head, pointed at a stall selling Mala Tang not far away, and raised his eyebrows, "Shall we go eat that?"

The girl was smiling like a flower, her eyes were shining brightly, like the stars under the night, shining brightly, she was bending her lips, waiting for his answer with a smile in her eyes.

Wen Jili, who didn't like to eat these at first, seemed to have a little appetite for the fragrance floating in front of him at this moment. He raised his hand to rub the girl's head, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile.

"We'll eat if you like."

In words, I do my best to spoil.

Upon hearing the man's promise, Qin Jing quickly grabbed the man's hand and walked towards the spicy spicy stall, "Hurry up, I've been hungry all afternoon, and now I smell the aroma, my intestines are flattened!"

Wen Jili, who was dragged by the woman, had no choice but to laugh and strode behind her, his slender figure looked even thinner under his large coat.

Looking down slightly, he saw his hand being pulled forward by the girl.

Suddenly, he remembered what the girl had sworn on her mother's grave. [

Mom, I will make Wen Jili happy.

When he came out of the memory of the thought, the girl had already broken free from his hand, and was standing in front of the steaming hot Malatang stall, skillfully pointing at the scurrying ingredients on the plate.

Occasionally turning her head and seeing him standing beside her, she suddenly pointed to a small table not far away, "You sit there first. I'll order something to eat."

Wen Jili looked in the direction of Qin Jing's finger, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Those few low tables and chairs, even if the tables and stools were stacked, would not even reach his knees.