My little puppy is sick

Chapter 35 My Dear Blue Friend 15
It's Song Heng.

The two got on the subway and stood in the crowded subway.

Song Heng grabbed the railing above with one hand, and wrapped his other hand around Qi Yan's waist at a distance, without touching it.

Qi Yan looked around, and found that there was no vertical railing at her position, only the horizontal railing above, which was a little difficult for her to hold.

She lowered her head, moved her fingertips slowly, grabbed the corner of Song Heng's clothes, and then slowly moved her head close to Song Heng's chest.

The tips of Song Heng's ears were red and red, and the tip of his nose lingered with a fragrance of shampoo and a faint fragrance. He slightly raised his head and his Adam's apple rolled.

After a while, he lowered his head and stared at the spinner above Qi Yan's head, his voice was a little muffled.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault just now, don't be angry."

"Not angry," Qi Yan buried in Song Heng's arms, her voice muffled, "It's my problem, not you."

She paused, and continued: "You have to know that girls will have a bad temper for a period of time a month. Unfortunately, you just happened to catch up."

The stone in Song Heng's heart was only loosened. He was really at a loss just now.

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Then are you much better now?"

Qi Yan leaned on Song Heng's chest, and occasionally could hear his strong heartbeat. When he spoke, she could feel the vibration of his vocal cords, as well as the crisp sound that made people's ears pregnant.

Her face was a little red, and she said, "It's okay."

Song Heng smiled, Qi Yan could feel the trembling in his chest, and her face turned even redder.

At this time, the subway reached a station, and the brakes caused Qi Yan to stand a little unsteadily. Song Heng tightened his arms around her and put them in his arms.

The subway doors opened, and there were many people going up and down. Song Heng surrounded Qi Yan, and the two walked in.

"Stand here." The two reached the corner next to the seat, Song Heng faced Qi Yan, and the crowd leaned behind him.

He was in a crowded place, while Qi Yan stood safely in the small world he had laid down.

Qi Yan raised her eyes and met Song Heng's eyes.

She leaned forward slightly, raised her arms, and put them around Song Heng's neck.

Song Heng looked at Qi Yan, his hands on the back of his neck were slightly cool, stroking his exposed skin little by little.

He was a little stunned, his heart beating a lot faster, he still kept looking at Qi Yan, his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Those pink lips moved slightly: "Song Heng, my birthday has passed."

Before he could react, the hand on the back of his neck lowered his head a little.

Qi Yan looked around quickly, it was fine, no one was looking at them.

She immediately raised her head and smacked his mouth.

Song Heng stared blankly, watching Qi Yan smile at her, his eyes bent, sweet to his heart.

Then he lowered his head, and the tips of his ears were extremely hot.

At that moment, what he thought about was the scene in his dream that day.

In the dream, they got closer and closer, but in the end, they didn't kiss each other.

It would be a reality, they kissed.

Song Heng's Adam's apple was rolling, and his heart veins were so hot that he didn't dare to look at Qi Yan anymore.

This kind of hotness is different from the fierce and terrifying hotness. It is warm, sweet and makes people want to immerse themselves in it.

Hot to be touched by the flame of love.

The girl's fingers slowly slid down to Song Heng's hot ear and covered it.

"Brother Song Heng, your ears are so red, are you shy?"

Song Heng's voice was hoarse: "Your hands are cold, hold them more often."

Qi Yan pursed her lips, and the pain in her stomach dissipated a lot.

(End of this chapter)