A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 273 This Is Called Romance

Hou Bugui put on his skates in a familiar way, and jumped off at once, spinning several big circles on the ice in a breath of joy.

Hou Bugui clapped his hands towards Meng Yan and Yin Heng, and then waved, probably wanting them to come down and play together.

Meng Yan was the first to skate on this ice, but later she was busy looking for a blacksmith to make skates, and Xu Shenfang made the place flourish again, so she had less time and opportunities to skate again.

The moonlight is extremely light, like a haze of cold smoke.When she turned her head to look at Yin Heng, a thin cloud of mist came out of her breath, but her eyes were as bright as stars.

Meng Yan smiled and said, "Ah Heng, do you want to try it?"

The two put on their skates and stepped off the ice together.

Meng Yan faced him and held his hand.In this way, when Yin Heng slides forward, Meng Yan will back up, and with her watching, Yin Heng will not fall.

And Yin Heng also performed very well, very stable, and from time to time asked Meng Yan with a humble and serious face, what should he do next.

Meng Yan explained to him in detail.

It is true that this is the first time Yin Heng has come into contact with this kind of thing, but even with such shoe covers, it is basically the same as his normal walking.

The wind blowing in front of him fluttered his snow-colored clothes.Also blowing the long hair at the back of her head and brushing past her ears.

Later, Meng Yan narrowed her eyes and said, "Ah Heng, I let go."

"Ah."

She slowly let go of his hand, but she didn't see any instability in him, so she turned around, changing from slipping backwards to slipping forwards.

Gradually, Meng Yan discovered that no matter how fast or slow she was, Yin Heng was always not far behind her.

The two are like a pair of flying swallows with opposite wings, wandering together in the white frost under the cold moon.

The very faint figures are projected on the ice, stretched out for a long time, sometimes overlapping, sometimes running side by side.

Today and tonight, she feels more free and happy than when she was skating alone on the ice that day.

Suddenly, the slender shadow behind her gradually moved forward, getting closer and closer, and finally overlapped with hers.As soon as her hand warmed up, it was Yin Heng who took her hand and flew away with her in his own way.

Meng Yan felt the wind blowing by her ears, but her hands were so warm.She seemed to be about to fly.

Afterwards, he retracted his arms, rolled her in front of him, held her tightly in the crook of his arms, and never let go.

On the vast ice surface, a couple hugged each other, and he bowed his head and kissed her for a long time.

Monkey does not return to the side, with a pair of watery eyes, tilting his head to look at this side.It didn't boo or laugh, but stayed quietly.

Meng Yan breathed for a long time and couldn't calm down, when Yin Heng loosened her lips slowly, she wrapped her hands around his neck.

Meng Yan curled her lips and said to him: "Ah Heng, I'm tired and want to lie down."

After saying that, she really let go of her hand and lay down on the ice.

It's like lying on a big, big bed, she can open her hands as much as she wants, and she can see the sky when she raises her eyes.

Yin Heng brushed his clothes and sat down beside her, looked down at her smiling face, and reached out to pick up the snowflakes gently floating in the corners of her eyes.

"It's snowing again." Meng Yan took his hand and said, "Have you ever seen snow while lying down? It's different from when you're sitting and standing."

Yin Heng was pulled by her to lie down beside her.

When the snow fell from the deep sky, I couldn't see clearly, only the light snow shadow could be seen, which fell on the skin coolly.

After a while, the two of them lay on the ice between the intertwined hair, faintly covered with mottled snow-white.

Hou Bugui ran over and sat aside, chattering for a while, expressing that he couldn't understand Meng Yan and Yin Heng's behavior.It's so cold on the ice, isn't it cold to lie down?
Its expression and eyes are like looking at two idiots.

Seeing that Meng Yan was not moving, Hou Bugui came to pull her up.

Meng Yan looked at it and said: "This is called romance. When you have a female monkey in the future, even if you lie on the ice in a snowy day, your heart will be hot."

Yin Heng raised the corners of his lips slightly, "This is called romance." He could always hear some fresh words from her mouth that he understood immediately.

Meng Yan looked at him sideways, his silhouette was as peaceful and beautiful as the distant mountains.She said, "There are more romantic ones, do you want them?"

Yin Heng looked up, his eyes were like moonlight, and said: "What?"

Meng Yan stood up suddenly, turned the ground and rode on Yin Heng's body.She saw that in his eyes, there were only flying snow in the sky and her shadow.

She bent down to kiss his eyes and the bridge of his nose, and then said with a smile: "No return, close your eyes."

Monkey Bugui covered his eyes with his hands.

Her slightly cool lips rolled and lingered on his lips, lingering and lingering.

Then her waist tightened, and then her eyes turned upside down.Yin Heng took the initiative, rubbed her into his arms with one hand, and supported her with the other hand through the black hair at the back of her head. When his lips pressed against hers again, it was deep and fiery.

The place in the heart is hot.

Neither ice nor snow could cool that heat.

Later, Yin Heng stopped in time, got up and pulled Meng Yan up, and said in a low voice: "It's snowing heavily, it's time to go home."

If she lay down again, she might really catch a cold.

Because the snow was falling heavily, the way back was faster than when we came out.The two of them talked less on the road.When we entered the house, dense snow foam was falling down one after another.

Monkey Bugui had a great time playing, and when he came back, he went to sleep in his own den.

Yin Heng kept holding Meng Yan's hand and did not let go, now he directly pulled her into his room.

Meng Yan's heart tightened, and before he could ask, the door opened, and there was a deserted atmosphere in the air that only he had.The room was pitch black, and Yin Heng pushed her against the door and kissed her instead.

She suddenly understood why he didn't talk much when he came back.

All his emotions were contained in his kiss to her.

He is enduring, until now, he only vents when he is alone in the room with her.

Meng Yan couldn't help being addicted, she put her arms around him, tiptoed and raised her chin to respond to him.

Her feet were light, she didn't know how she walked from the door to his bed.He leaned over and pressed him onto the bed.

The weight of her body was heavy on her, and she was a little out of breath, but she felt that being able to hold him in her arms felt really solid.

Meng Yan was a little confused by the kiss, the strength of his hot embrace and the hand holding her waist could almost simmer her away.

Unexamined, tactfully murmured, with a faint stream of light in his eyes.

The kiss overflowed the lips and lingered on her chin ear.The breath penetrated into her ears, making her shudder to the bone.

She said in a hoarse voice: "Ah Heng, do you want to have an early bridal chamber with me?"

He didn't answer her.

But as soon as the belt was loosened, Meng Yan's shoulders felt cold, and the skirt of the clothes was pulled out of his shoulders.

He kissed her neck, and when he finally buried his head in the socket of her neck, Meng Yan subconsciously hugged his head tightly.

(End of this chapter)