Chapter 87
When we went outside, it was still raining lightly, and the biting cold wind was blowing, and Sang Ruo couldn't help shivering.

She hurriedly took out the umbrella Cheng Ran gave her, opened it, tilted her head and said to him, "Go to the front to stop the car?"

Jin Xun stared straight at the men's umbrella in her hand, without saying a word.

"Jin Xun?" Sang Ruo reminded again.

"This umbrella is not for you."

Sang Ruo was stunned, "I didn't buy this."

"It's kind of ugly."

"..."

Sang Ruo glanced at the rain screen, and said patiently: "It's enough to keep out the rain, let's go quickly."

"and many more."

"Ok?"

I saw Jin Xun took off his large coat. In the early winter season, he only wore a sweater with his neck exposed, looking a little thin.

Seeing this, Sang Ruo was slightly puzzled, "Why are you taking off your clothes, isn't it cold?"

"Use this for me."

Sanruo: ? ? ?
Did he drink too much! ?

And Jin Xun's next move made Sang Ruo more sure that Jin Xun was definitely overjoyed.

Before she could respond, Jin Xun quickly grabbed the handle of the umbrella and pulled it out of Sang Ruo's hand.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the umbrella flew out lightly, landed on the ground full of stagnant water and rolled a few times.

Sanruo:  …

"let's go."

Jin Xun stretched out his coat, covered Sang Ruo's head with one hand, hugged her forcefully, and led her down the steps.

Sang Ruo didn't even have time to reason with Jin Xun, so he could only follow his steps.

His clothes were so loose that they directly covered her head and half of her body.

In the breath, there is a faint citrus smell that Jin Xun often has, and there is also a strong masculine breath.

Sang Ruo's face felt hot for no reason, and he didn't know if it was because of being covered by a heavy coat, or what.

In short, she doesn't dislike Jin Xun's taste.

On the contrary, it smells good.

Jin Xun took her to the side of the road and stopped the car.

The two sat in the back seat together, except for the slightly wet shoes, Sang Ruo was barely wet.

On the contrary, Jin Xun beside him had rain on his hair and sweater.

After getting in the car, Jin Xun didn't speak, and leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes closed, as if he had fallen asleep.

The driver asked where the two were going, and Sang Ruo habitually reported the name of his community.But then he thought that Jin Xun was more uncomfortable, so he changed his mouth and reported his home address.

Hearing this, Jin Xun suddenly opened his eyes and stared at her, slightly puzzled.

"I...I promise Xu Yifeng, I will take you home first."

"Oh."

He retracted his gaze and closed his eyes again.

Sang Ruo didn't speak any more, and silently looked out the car window in a daze.

The rain outside the window seemed to be getting heavier, and the raindrops fell under the car window, blurring the street view outside.

She estimated that there were still more than ten minutes away.

It just so happened that the phone in his pocket vibrated, and just as he was about to take it out to have a look, a fluffy head leaned over his shoulder.

Sang Ruo froze.

Jin Xun explained: "I'm uncomfortable, let me rely on you for a while."

Sang Ruo turned her face slightly, noticed his frowning brows, and asked, "Motion sickness?"

Jin Xun didn't respond, as if he was too uncomfortable to speak.

So she fell silent and didn't move any more.

Then, his heavy breathing sounded in his ears, and Sang Ruo turned his head to look at his sleeping face quietly.

Under the high brow bone, the eyes are tightly closed, and the eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyelids.His facial lines are beautiful, like a work of art that has been carefully outlined.

Sang Ruo suddenly remembered her unfinished painting.

In a daze, the head on his shoulders suddenly moved, and he raised his head slightly.

Sang Ruo thought he was awake, but before she could avoid her face, her lips touched the corners of his lips.

The instant the lips rubbed against each other, the warm, wet and soft touch made Sang Ruo's brain thump, and his ears buzzed...

 small theater:

  Jin Xun: When will I stop working so hard?I really want to get a real kiss from Sangsang.

  Author: Maybe... need a recommendation ticket to help? (careful face)

  Jin Xun turned to look at the readers: Did you hear me, vote now.

  


(End of this chapter)

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