"Isn't this pretty? It's so rare that I want to show you. It's sad."
Every time Jun Li spoke like this, He Yanhuan would panic. He was not as good at observing people's expressions as others. If it were someone else, they would have figured out that she was pretending. However, He Yanhuan seemed to be fooled every time, without fail.
"I don't think so."
In order to show that he really didn't think so, He Yanhuan grabbed Jun Li's hand in a hurry. When he pulled it, he was stunned. Her hand was very cold, like ice.
He Yanhuan looked at her face again. Her face was as delicate and beautiful as if she had put on rouge.
It seems to be cold now.
He quickly took off his scarf and wanted to put it on Jun Li. Seeing this, Jun Li quickly stopped him: "No, I'm used to the cold. Don't catch a cold."
He Yanhuan refused to listen, put on a sullen face and stubbornly tied the scarf around her neck.
When Jun Li saw his expression, she knew that he was in a bad mood. Just as she was about to ask him, He Yanhuan said it himself.
"Next time, don't do that."
"Don't want what?"
"Don't wear so little."
Jun Li smiled immediately. When He Yanhuan heard her voice, he became even more depressed, and Jun Li pursed her lips and stopped smiling.
It was rare that He Yanhuan revealed his thoughts without waiting for her to ask. If she laughed again, He Yanhuan would probably not be willing to tell her these things in the future, after all, he was so shy.
"besides."
He spoke again, and this time Jun Li found it strange. He Yanhuan was indeed not so taciturn when he was with her, but he was rarely so talkative either. It was he who brought up the topic himself.
"No, show."
Seeing his serious and solemn look, Jun Li felt itchy and couldn't help but tease him: "Do you want to not perform, or do you want to not perform for them?"
He Yanhuan realized now that Jun Li was teasing him. He immediately became annoyed and tightened his grip on Jun Li's hand. He replied awkwardly, "Only for me to see."
Such a self-righteous tone and such an awkward look.
Jun Li burst out laughing: "He Yanhuan, He Yanhuan, you are so, so cute."
She took off her scarf. Just as He Yanhuan was about to stop her, she put half of the scarf around his neck and the other half around her neck. The length of the scarf was just enough for both of them to wear together.
The distance between the two people was shortened a lot, and Jun Li said, "Maybe a hug will make you feel less cold."
So He Yanhuan hugged her. Jun Li looked at He Yanhuan's delicate little face and said, "I heard that kissing can also drive away the cold."
He Yanhuan leaned against the tree, hugging Jun Li. In the remote corner, on the charming night, the kiss made people feel suffocated and tempting. He Yanhuan's hands had nowhere to put. He was obviously hugging Jun Li, but the action changed unconsciously. He wanted to move up, but after touching Jun Li's body, his fingertips felt hot, and he moved down again in an orderly manner.
She looked at He Yanhuan's blurred eyes and uncontrollable expression, and her hand quietly fell on the buttons of He Yanhuan's clothes.
He Yanhuan murmured to her, "Xiaoli...Xiaoli."
The sound was rapid, like the sound of a flute that suddenly stopped.
Driven by this inexplicable emotion and passion, He Yanhuan also imitated Jun Li's movements, as if this tiny movement could make him feel better. Occasionally, when his fingertips touched Jun Li's, he felt pleasure and satisfaction.
This was something that made him feel more embarrassed than kissing, but he was very happy.
As the two were reluctant to part, footsteps were heard not far away.
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