Picked up cute pets are too sweet

Chapter 672 How old are you?

She turned her back, and although she couldn't see what the person behind her was doing, she could hear his movements. He swam over, stood not far behind, picked up his clothes, and put them on.

She stared at a shiny green leaf in front, and listened to the voice behind, she turned her head to see that Yanzhanhuang was wearing a white underwear, and she saw his naked chest.

Linger blinked.

Looking at her eyes, Yan Zhanhuang sighed vaguely, tied his belt with a hook of his fingers, and walked towards her with only his unlined clothes.

He was dressed in simple unlined clothing, floating with the moonlight.

Ling'er thinks that the one who looks best in white clothes is Daddy, and Daddy looks good no matter what, but the person in front of him is also dressed in white, which is different from Daddy.

Dad is like the snow on the Tianshan Mountains, the chill on the Tianshan Mountains is smeared between his brows, his eyes are always full of inexhaustible coldness, indescribably alienated, yet attracts people to want to get closer.

And the person in front of him is the same as the bright moonlight that day, he is high above, but the moonlight can shine on his body, making people feel very close, and there is a kind of unconscious immersion.

Ling'er raised her head slightly, watching him look at the moon.

The moonlight was wrapped around him, and he bent down to reveal the scene behind him.

"Don't look at evil, you know?" Yanzhanhuang said.

Ling'er shook her head dully.

Her eyes kept falling on him, without avoiding her gaze, she took it for granted and frankly.

Yan Zhanhuang looked at her eyes, there was nothing too messy in her eyes, as if she had never been harmed by this world, her eyes were the most beautiful in this world.

Beautiful... He seems to have such a pair of eyes in his memory, always smiling, looking at himself like this.

Yan Zhanhuang stretched out his hand to her eyes, Ling'er blinked, and approached her face with his hand, flicking his finger lightly, it hit the cinnabar in the middle of her eyebrows.

It didn't hurt, but it made her frown slightly.

He lightly rubbed the cinnabar between her brows with his fingers, stroked the place he just touched, and asked, "How old are you?"

"Ok?"

Ling'er felt that the place where his fingers touched was a little hot, and his hands were dry and hot, but the temperature was slightly lower than that of ordinary people.

"How old is it?" Yanzhanhuang asked again, seeing her silly appearance, a faint smile could not help but appear on the corner of her mouth.

He rarely smiles, but when he smiles, all the tenderness is on his face, he doesn't hide it at all, and he doesn't have to hide it from the people in front of him, so people can't help but fall into his rare tenderness.

"Fifteen." Ling'er replied obediently, her eyes rolled up, she looked at his hands, she could see the lines on his palms, she could see his fate clearly, but she didn't understand, she curled her fingers, fingers She scratched her hand, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. She let go of her hand and raised it slightly.

"It's almost there." Yanzhanhuang said softly.

"Huh?" Ling'er didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Yanzhanhuang looked at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened by two points, he was about to withdraw his hand, but his hand was grabbed by a cool little hand.

Ling'er grabbed his hand and took it down, still looking directly at him.

Under the moonlight, there was no shelter between the two, and their eyes looked at each other.

The coolness in the palm of the hand is like holding a stone soaked in water, making people want to get closer.

Yanzhanhuang lowered her head again, and Ling'er also raised her head higher.

(End of this chapter)