Cold-hearted young master and revenge bride

She took a deep breath. The wind in early winter was a little chilly, but when it blew on her face, she felt a relief that she had not seen for a long time.

Mencius looked at the wind blowing her hair, she stood there, her eyes overlooking the lights of the city they stepped on, her cheeks flushed, her eyes light as a dream, looking like a suffocating painting.

He gently approached her, took off his coat, put on her body, gently said: "it's early winter, although the wind here is comfortable, but be careful not to catch a cold."

Lin Yiwan only felt warm, his coat had been put on her body, she turned her head, looked at Mencius, wanted to refuse: "I'm not cold, you take off your coat, just be careful of catching a cold."

Mencius period smiles: "ha ha, I am not so easy to get sick. If you know that I can swim in the water every day in colder weather, you will know how strong I am

Lin Yiwan's eyebrows slightly raised: "you mean, you always insist on winter swimming?"

Mencius period nodded: "yes, winter swimming is the most exercise people will."

Lin Yiwan's mind is a little ethereal. Winter swimming, Qi Aozhi is also a winter swimming master, but she is afraid to accompany him into the water. So, every time she went swimming in winter, she would stand on the bank and watch him, watching his vigorous posture and the exciting sparks when he collided with the surging waves.

He worried that she would be frozen on the shore, and he would not allow her to go every time, but she would follow him foolishly every time. Over time, he had no choice but to follow her.

At this time, thinking about the sweetness of yesterday, Lin Yiwan felt that it was a great irony. She closed her eyes, hoping to remove the images from her heart.

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Yiwan reluctantly laughed and said to Mencius, "I always admire people who can swim in winter. But I dare not. "

At this time, the wind seems to be blowing more and more.

Mencius was a little closer to Lin Yiwan. He reached out and put his hand around her shoulder. She resisted the move, but he stubbornly ring a little tighter.

His breath was close at hand and his tone was sincere: "don't resist me any more, OK? It's better for two people to stand up to the wind than for one

His sincere words warmed her heart. In the face of such a harsh reality, she was really tired, tired and tired.

She did not resist, let him hold her shoulder, his heart a joy, courage and a bit more.

He whispered softly in her ear, "Yiwan, let's have a try, OK?"

Her heart beat and she didn't speak. As soon as he exerted his hand, he held her in his arms: "I don't need you to accept me now, but please, give me a chance. Promise me, will you? "

Her ear was close to his chest. In such a dark night, she could clearly feel his heavy heartbeat. She said to herself in her heart, Lin Yiwan, all kinds of things like yesterday's death should be cut off. And that man, already separated thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains

She closed her eyes and nodded gently.

Although her nod was so light and almost imperceptible, Mencius still felt it clearly. His ecstasy overflowed in his heart: "you promised, I'm so happy, so happy."