Rebirth: movie queen little military wife

Listening to his words, Lin wanwan thought that there was no heating here. He would be a heater at night. He couldn't help laughing.

Waiting for Zhou Jin to come out, Lin wanwan has made the bed.

Here are two beds and two quilts. Lin wanwan moved to one bed. After watching Zhou Jin come out, he said:

"Zhou Jin, it's too cold here. The downstairs rooms are full. The landlady said she didn't have a quilt. I want to sleep with you so that I can build two quilts."

Zhou Jin smiled twice and then said, "I didn't intend to let you sleep alone."

Waiting for two people to get into bed, Lin wanwan's feet were cold.

"Fat girl, curl up your legs and put your feet on my waist. I'll warm you up." Zhou Jin said.

Originally, Lin wanwan's hand was pressing on Zhou Jin's chest to keep warm. After listening to him, he hurriedly curled up his legs, and then put his legs on his waist as Zhou Jin said.

Zhou Jin was wearing clothes. He could feel warm through his clothes.

Zhou Jin stretched out his hand and held Lin wanwan's small feet in his hand. They were as cold as ice and as slippery as jade. Zhou Jin's voice felt a little hoarse:

"I'll warm you up."

Lin wanwan didn't think much, but listening to his slightly hoarse voice, he couldn't stop thinking, is it false to warm her and is it true to touch her feet?

"Zhou Jin, do my feet look good? I think you have looked at my feet many times." Lin wanwan asked him.

"Cough..." Zhou Jin coughed up because of Lin wanwan's words, and then said, "don't talk nonsense!"

"If you're serious, you're good-looking. If you like it, you're like it. What's wrong?" Lin wanwan hummed.

Zhou Jin knocked her once and then said, "go to sleep when it's not cold. Tomorrow I'll take you there to see the ice sculptures, but they are all carved gadgets. In two years, I'll take you to the north. There's a large ice sculpture exhibition there. The whole city is like an ice and snow kingdom."

"Well, it's a deal. Keep your word."

"When will I stop keeping my word?" Zhou Jin asked her.

Lin wanwan thought for a moment. It seemed that he didn't. as long as he did everything he said.

At this time, Lin wanwan's feet were warm. Zhou Jin was reluctant to let go. He covered her for a while before putting it down. Then he patted her on the back and said:

"Sleep."

Lin wanwan was tired, but after a while there was a uniform sound of breathing.

Zhou Jin looked at her, nestled in his arms, put his cold hands into his clothes and curled up in front of him like a kitten.

Zhou Jin hugged her and covered her with two quilts. Lin wanwan was sweating a little. During her sleep, she unconsciously stretched out her legs, and one leg tilted up to Zhou Jin's waist, sleeping like an octopus.

Zhou Jin couldn't help laughing. He was dishonest in sleeping when he was a child and hasn't changed yet.

At this time, Zhou Jin listened to the bonfire party outside and sang songs, and some people made fun of singing folk songs sung by people in the mountains in the south.

Zhou Jin listened to it for a while. He just thought the word was very interesting.

There is a tree in the south of the mountain

There are branches and vines by the tree

Vines twined around the tree

The vine twines the tree. The tree twines the vine

There is a tree in the north of the mountain

There are branches and vines by the tree

Vines twined around the tree

The vine twines the tree. The tree twines the vine

Day and month are together

Day and night, they are intertwined

Vines live and trees die

The vine is dead and the tree is entangled with life and death

Zhou Jin was young and didn't recognize that the entanglement of life and death in this song was about the love between men and women. After a while, he heard two words faintly:

"... carrying my sister's leg and shoulder, I was so scared that my sister called my brother..."

Then there was a burst of laughter outside.

Zhou Jin understood this sentence. His ears were hot in the dark.

But Lin wanwan moved his legs around his waist. Zhou Jin only felt that he was the tree, tightly wrapped by a vine called wanwan, and couldn't move.