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

Chapter 277 Is it useless in the future?

Meng Yan didn't bother with him about these dozens of copper coins, and after entering with Chongyi, he lost control.

The two sometimes walk side by side, and sometimes separate from each other. You go around this half circle and I go around that half circle, and meet each other at the end, having a very happy time.

People who were not very skilled on the field couldn't help but stop and watch these two people skating various tricks.

Chongxian and the others could hear the happy voices of the two people inside, and they felt quite uneasy for a while.

It's not that he's worried about what will happen to Meng Yan and Chongyi in there, but that he doesn't know what it will be like if the prince knows that the two are mixed together.

Later, Xu Shenfang leaned under the eaves that were simply built to shelter from wind and snow, squinted at the figures approaching slowly in the snowy sky in the distance, and said lazily to Chongxian and others waiting outside: " Is that your prince?"

Chong Xian took a closer look and was shocked.

That is indeed his prince.

Then he suddenly came back to his senses, and without bothering to restrain the slightly excited expression on his face, he turned his head and entered the ice rink to call Chongyi.

You have to let Chongyi know that the prince is coming, so this guy knows how to restrain himself.

But when Chongyi saw that Chongxian was coming to catch her, she slid forward vigorously, so Chongxian failed to catch her several times.

In desperation, Chongxian had no choice but to bite the bullet and said to Meng Yan: "Girl, it seems that your fiancé is here, and he is outside now, probably here to pick you up."

He had been to Meng Yan's house, so it was no surprise that he knew her fiancé.

Meng Yan was taken aback for a moment, and said: "Ah Heng is here?" Then she remembered that she had told him before going out that she would go back earlier.Now that she has forgotten the time of playing here, he must have come out to look for her after seeing her not coming home for a long time.

So Meng Yan immediately stopped playing, turned around and went to the exit, not forgetting to say to Chongyi from a distance: "My husband is here to pick me up, I can't play with you anymore, I'll go out and have a look first."

When Chongyi heard this, she stopped running and quickly slid to Chongxian's side, saying: "Her husband is here? Isn't her husband our prince?"

Chongxian said with a dark face: "You still know?"

Chongyi said: "Then you have to get out quickly."

Meng Yan slid out on the front foot, Chong Yi and Chong Xian followed behind.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the gate of the ice rink, when he looked up, not only Chongyi was stunned, but Meng Yan was also stunned.

Seeing the cold willows reflected in the sky, the plain snow is flying; and in the field of vision, the man in white clothes and green umbrella, with clear eyes and steady steps, is walking step by step.Snow fell from under the eaves of the umbrella, and when the corners of his clothes were brushed, it seemed to have fallen all over his body, and it seemed that no snow had touched him.

King's Landing shares the snow in the sky, and does not cause a speck of dust in the world.

At that time, Yin Heng had already walked onto the long embankment, which was covered with snow, like a soft and quiet jade belt.He happened to pass under the cold willow.

The branches of the cold willow are covered with white catkins like flowers, and crystal clear ice crystals hang from the tips.

Although Meng Yan knew that Yin Heng could stand and walk, it was still convenient for her to use a wheelchair when she left the house.But right now there is no wheelchair, he is walking.

Just now Chongxian and Chongyi, as well as Chongli and Chongxiao beside them were all surprised by this.

Yin Heng also saw her when he raised his eyes, and stopped in his footsteps.

Chongyi asked Chongxian in a low voice: "Will the prince be able to leave at all?"

Chongxian replied: "It looks like it is."

Because the distance from Meng Yan's house to here is not close.If he hadn't fully recovered, how could he come here?
Meng Yanyue put her heart on Yin Heng over there, didn't hear what the two people behind her were saying, and forgot that she still had skates on her feet, and subconsciously wanted to move forward.As a result, the ground under his feet was not ice, so he swayed forward.

Seeing this, Chongyi quickly supported her.

Meng Yan came back to her senses, looked down at her feet, kicked off her skates quickly, and raised her voice to Yin Heng: "Ah Heng, are you here to pick me up?"

Yin Heng: "Yes."

Meng Yan always felt that it was not real, because the man holding the umbrella opposite her was not traveling in a wheelchair as she had imagined, but standing there slender and handsome. Under the circumstances of this snowy day, it was really beautiful outrageous.

He seemed to come from heaven.

Meng Yan put on her skates and took two steps towards him, and he also walked towards her.

Meng Yan stopped and asked him, "Heng, did you walk here? Where's the wheelchair?"

Yin Heng under the umbrella raised his eyebrows slightly, and responded to her in a warm voice: "The wheelchair is at home, and he came here by walking."

"Are you able to use your wheelchair?"

"Ah."

Meng Yan smiled unconsciously, her eyes were shining brightly, she said, "Then it won't be needed anymore?"

Yin Heng also smiled slowly, and said: "Maybe it is."

"Then can you hug me now?"

"Come here and try."

As soon as the words were finished, Meng Yan didn't care anymore, raised her feet and ran towards him.The hair at the skirt corners stretches in the wind.

She ran in front of Yin Heng, jumped up joyfully and hugged his shoulders, her legs were wrapped around his waist and wrapped around him.

Yin Heng held the umbrella with one hand, and held her waist steadily with the other hand, and pulled her into his arms to relieve the force of her intrusion. The two of them spun around twice under the branches of the cold willow snow.

The umbrella rotated among the branches, and the snow and ice crystals fell together in shock.

The clothes and hair of the two were entangled together, like layers of waves.

Meng Yan hooked his neck, with a smile on his face between his brows.

Several people behind watched this scene silently.

The indignation in Chongyi's heart before she knew it had dissipated, maybe even if she was still a little bit aggrieved, she might let it go when she saw this scene.

No other woman is as flamboyant and bold as Meng Yan, who is not shy and reluctant to speak. She loves what she loves freely, without fear of the world and the eyes of others.

Because there are not so many complicated things in her eyes, Yin Heng is the only one in her eyes.

Because her legs were wrapped around his waist, she was a little taller than him when she got up, she wrapped her hands around his neck, took the umbrella from his hand, leaned it over his shoulder, and fell on his shoulder, just right Blocking the line of sight behind the two of them, she lowered her head and lightly touched the tip of his nose, then kissed his lips.

Later Meng Yan got off Yin Heng, and Yin Heng took her hand and walked home slowly.

The two walked down the street hand in hand, just like ordinary men and women.In the future, she will no longer need a wheelchair when she travels. Meng Yan feels very happy when she thinks about it.

But from time to time, she has to ask urgently: "Are you tired, Ah Heng? Shall we find a place to sit down and have a rest?"

Yin Heng replied: "Not very tired yet."

She let go of Yin Heng's hand, trotted a distance to the front, then turned around and looked at the scene when Yin Heng was walking towards her, repeated several times but couldn't get enough of it.

Standing in the snow with a smile on her face, she felt that the way he walked towards her looked more and more beautiful.

Later, Yin Heng grabbed her hand to prevent her from running away, and said in a gentle voice: "I will see it every day in the future, and I am not in a hurry for this moment."

(End of this chapter)