I Shocked the Globe

Chapter 67 The bamboo horse and the horse are different (24)

Yun Xia didn't understand what that low sigh meant.

She originally thought that Jiang Heng would not like it, but the other party slowly approached herself.

Her hands were slender and she was gathered between her fingers by the slender, white hands of the teenager.

One finger fits all, and each knuckle grows a little longer than her. Gently close, the sticky and intimate intimacy is slow, and the touch is soft and cool.

This kind of holding hands is not interlocking with each other, but inexplicably with a touch of soul, makes the whole person a little embarrassed.

Yun Xiamu looked up at the young man with an understanding.

In her cognition, she can be closer to the other party, so she was held by her hand. Although she was surprised, she didn't struggle and was held by her hand.

The teenager was careless, and his white fingertips were like rubbing her small tiger teeth, rubbing her knuckles lazily, before she hung down her long and thick eyelashes.

He said quietly: "Is there an umbrella?"

Yunxia is still trying to adapt to the feeling of holding hands.

I don't know why, Jiang Heng just took a hand, a very natural behavior, but his fingertips slipped over his knuckles, but Yun Xia was inexplicably kind of uncomfortable, scalp tingling.

"Ah? Bring it." She whispered.

The teenager's eyelashes were cold, and she gently released her hand and took the small sugar bowl in her hand.

He put the small sugar bowl in his pocket and his voice was casual. "Then I will go back with you. No one will pick me up today."

How is Yunxia's first reaction possible.

How could Jiangfu not let people pick up Jiang Heng?

But Jiang Heng didn't need to joke.

So Yun Xia was puzzled and glanced at him, not bothering to treat him so coldly in the past, and nodded generously: "Okay."

Although she was depressed and was indifferent before, she did not intentionally want to let the other party rain.

After agreeing, Yunxia thought again, "But my umbrella is very small."

With that in mind, the girl turned her head over her schoolbag and turned out a light blue folding umbrella, which looked like a single umbrella.

This is the umbrella that the original owner used to have, and there are cute patterns on it, which are not suitable for the high cold temperament of the teenager.

Yunxia held an umbrella innocently.

Jiang Heng glanced at her, her voice not cold or cold, and said indifferently, "It's not small...just right."

He lowered his eyes to tidy up the books on his desk.

Seeing that he didn't care, Yunxia didn't matter, and when he packed it up, he handed him the umbrella.

After all, holding an umbrella together, you still have to be tall to get the umbrella, otherwise she would get it instead, I am afraid to grieve the long legs of others.

The two left the classroom.

There was already heavy rain outside the door, and there was a dull thunder. The sky in the distance shines brightly, and near it is a heavy cloud.

Under the dripping classroom eaves, the light blue umbrella was stretched out.

White fingers cling to the umbrella.

The boy in the snow suit stood under the eaves, his eyes delicate and beautiful, his expression quiet, and the other hand raised towards her: "Come on."

Girl holding a schoolbag under the umbrella.

Perhaps because the space is too small, she was surrounded by light fragrance from the other party, cold and clean, vaguely tempting.

Jiang Heng's eyes were flat and her eyelashes were hanging down. The hand holding the umbrella tilted the umbrella gently towards the girl, and the other hand fell coldly on her shoulder.

The rainy air is a bit cool.

After walking for a while, Yunxia heard an indifferent and dull voice, and sang low above her head, her voice calm.

"Get into my arms a little."

She looked up in doubt:

"I'm not cold."

The other party's voice was calm. "I am cold."

(End of this chapter)