The Sealer of the Sword

After all, even if the sun is shining and the sun is shining, let Yan Ye leave the warm stove now, walk out of the admiral's room and come to the balcony to drink tea and chat with Wo Jiang, he will never do it, even if he sits there The same is true of his lover.

Jun has never seen that under the seemingly warm breeze, the water droplets dripping from the eaves are still frozen into icicles, and there seems to be a tendency to draw works of art on both sides.

what--

In fact, having said so much, Yan Ye just wanted to express, this Nima is so cold to death, who is so lazy to run out to get a hair dryer.

With that wo sauce that looks like an iceberg goddess, Yan Ye doesn't want to complain anymore, after all, even if you ask several times, the answer you get is the same.

For example, when Yan Ye gathered his cotton-padded clothes to try not to let any cold current enter his clothes, he raised his head and looked at the cold wind blowing outside, pretending to be calm and drinking tea. Sauce.

Yan Ye didn't even know if the tea had been frozen into a popsicle.

But he still opened his mouth and said, "I said, you are so busy that you want to blow the cold wind. If you feel hot and come to me, I promise to make you cool in an instant."

Then he saw Wo Jiang turned her head when she heard the words, looked at him with a slight smile, and threw the teacup in her hand.

You see, that's it.

It's not that Yan Ye doesn't go out to accompany Wo Sauce, but after experiencing such a situation a few times, Yan Ye feels that he is now foolishly going out to drink tea with her, chatting, he really is soooo boring.

Yan Ye didn't know whether Jianniang was afraid of the cold or not, he only knew that he was afraid of the cold and would die, and even if he had been under the quilt all winter, he wouldn't want to go out.

For him, leaving the quilt would cost him his life.

But no matter how many times I watch it, I don't seem to have anything at all in the freezing cold outside, and I drink tea calmly. If I can ignore her a few times, I look at the frozen ice cubes with a tangled face. of tea.

Maybe racial talent?

After thinking about it, Yan Ye couldn't figure out the reason, so he threw the reason why Jian Niang is not afraid of cold on it, after all, he is a human being, wo sauce is Jian Niang - what he said is the deep sea now.

Although everything can be explained by the reason of different racial talents, when he heard the shouts of woo woo ah coming from the admiral's room, he turned to look at the door of the admiral's room, and saw Frozen Poi Shimakaze ran in.

His cheeks were flushed from the cold, and his whole body was so cold that he was about to tap dance there, which made Yan Ye say that racial talent and so on were all nonsense.

Wo Jiang is not afraid of Leng Yanye, but what he knows now is that Shimakaze is running outside energetically in such a cold weather, and as a result, it is so cold that he is about to cry... …

Then, when Yan Ye sighed and leaned against the heater, the next moment he was about to cry.

Because I saw Shimakaze that arrogant child, when he entered the admiral's room, he turned around and glanced around, and when his eyes finally locked on the heater beside Yan Ye, Shimakaze jumped straight up - and knocked Yan Ye down. on the body.

Yan Ye didn't have time to complain that when you were looking at the stove, the cold air from Shimakaze instantly eroded his body, and when he shivered from the cold, he saw Shimakaze smiling again. He immediately lifted the red-hot hands from his body and put them directly on his belly.

At that moment, the cold Yan Ye almost jumped up, and quickly stretched out his hand and knocked out Shimakaze's Yan Ye, and saw Shimakaze jumping aside and sticking his tongue out at him, and said, "Stingy! Let me let go!"

No, if you didn't put it on my belly, I'd probably be happy to move it down a bit, but if it's a belly it's fine.

The corner of Yan Ye's mouth twitched, he sighed lightly, and then stretched out his hand to pull Shimakaze over and let her sit by the fireplace, Yan Ye took a towel again and began to wipe Shimakaze That snow-covered hair.

3.3 In Shimakaze's unusually dishonest situation, while Yan Ye wiped, he saw Shimakaze turn his head. I don't know if it was because of the freezing, or because of the heater, or because of the current situation. His cheeks flushed, and he looked at him and said, "Admiral."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

"..."

"Admiral."

"What are you doing?"

"It's nothing."

"..."

"Admiral... ooh, don't pinch your face!"

Wen Yan let go of Shimakaze's Yan Ye, and saw Shimakaze pouting and rubbing his cheeks, turning his head to look around, looking at him again and saying, "I just think... it's nice to be here. Woolen cloth……"

Chapter 225 The So-called Forgotten One Thing

so good...?

Shimakaze, who rarely said a beautiful sentence, made Yan Ye touch her head with a smile, and when her cheeks got hot, Yan Ye turned to look at the scenery Shimakaze had just seen.

It is said that it is scenery, but it is not. After all, this word is not appropriate, but——

Well.

Tianlong, who was nesting in the kotatsu, was now falling asleep with a bad sleep on his face.

At Yan Ye's feet, Yuuri was lying there, enjoying the warmth of the stove beside him, and hugging Yan Ye's thighs without knowing what he was dreaming about.

Sleep is also poor.

As for Yan Ye smiled and looked down, he looked at Shimakaze, who was sitting on the floor in front of him, and still turned his head and stretched out his fingertips to poke the soft cheeks of the person in front of him, making Yan Ye feel that this guy It should also be very restless when sleeping.

And finally-

It was Shimakaze who was now sticking out his fingertips and poking at the man's soft cheeks, and it was the sound that curled up on Yan Ye's tui like a cat.

How to say 04?

I don't know why it was because Xing was quite small, and because Yan Ye was already tall, Xing just leaned his head in front of Yan Ye's chest and curled up into a ball.

Soft and white, it really looks like a kitten.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand and patted her head, she could not help but murmured, and then moved a little to continue sleeping, Yan Ye couldn't help thinking whether it would be better for him to take a nap too. Woolen cloth?