Qiao Ansheng was a little embarrassed and still refused: "Hey, no, I'm not cold..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she sneezed a lot!

Qin Yanchen couldn't help but say, took off his scarf and tied it around Qiao Ansheng's neck.

They were so close that Qiao Ansheng could feel the warm breath from him, which was around his nose.

Her heart jumped up and stammered: "it seems really cold..."

Qin Yanchen didn't speak, but was concentrating on tying her scarf.

He was so tall that Qiao Ansheng had to look up slightly to see him.

Under the cold moonlight, the man standing in front of her had high eyebrows and deep sockets. His eyes were cold and alienated. When he hung his eyes to Tie Qiao Ansheng's scarf, his long eyelashes cast a shadow in the depths of his eyelashes.

When Qiao Ansheng looked up, he just had a very short look at Qin Yanchen. When his sight hit, Qiao Ansheng was afraid.

He quickly looked away from his eyes.

After she looked away, she felt puzzled. Now, in theory, the man in front of her is her boyfriend, just looking at each other.

What is she shy about?

Qiao Ansheng turned his head again and smiled. In order to ease the embarrassment, he said, "I'm sorry to shout out the senior students so late..."

"I have a name..."

Qin Yanchen frowned when he heard the polite and alienated address, and interrupted her coldly.

Qiao Ansheng was interrupted by him. For a moment, he forgot what he was going to say. He blinked and knew later.

Is this to make her call his name?

Qiao Ansheng deflected his head very unnaturally, the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, but he still didn't shout out.

She's still not used to it.

To the man in front of me.

Qin Yanchen interrupted her, and Qiao Ansheng didn't speak again.

The atmosphere was strangely quiet again.

Qin Yanchen lowered his eyelashes, and the long and thick eyelashes covered the flickering emotion at the bottom of his eyes.

He carefully tidied up Qiao Ansheng's scarf and inadvertently touched her forehead. His tentacles were still a little cold.

Qin Yanchen stretched out his hand again, pulled the hat on Qiao Ansheng's coat and brought it to her.

During this period, several strands of Qiao Ansheng's hair were scattered by his hat. Qin Yanchen naturally stretched out his hand and wanted to tidy it up for her.

Qiao Ansheng's head subconsciously hid his hand. After hiding, she felt something wrong.

He rubbed his white cheeks because of the cold, reached out and threw those strands of hair behind his ears, and then smiled awkwardly: "the hair is long, some annoying..."

Qin Yanchen saw her movements and said nothing, but the light between her eyes was cold. He took back his hand and continued to tie her scarf.

The scarf is very soft. It also carries the body temperature of Qin Yanchen. At first, there is no air leakage. Qiao Ansheng only feels that his whole body is much warmer.

The scarf was full of the refreshing smell of Qin Yanchen and the smell of detergent. It was full of peace of mind.

Qin Yanchen lowered his head, wrapped the scarf around her neck, surrounded the people tightly, and finally pulled the zipper on his coat to Qiao Ansheng to the top.

His slender fingers moved. Finally, he tied a knot on the scarf and quietly explained: "the scarf and clothes have just been washed..."

By implication, let Qiao Ansheng not mind.

Qiao Ansheng was originally polite. Seeing that the clothes under Qin Yanchen's windbreaker were very thin, she was afraid to get people out at night. Don't catch a cold because of herself, so she refused.

Who wants to be misunderstood by him and quickly opens his mouth to explain: "I don't mean that. I'm just afraid of learning... I'm afraid you're cold. I'm not very cold with my coat..."

She stretched out her hand and motioned to Qin Yanchen. Her head and neck were wrapped in scarves and hats. She was furry and looked very cute.

Qin Yanchen pursed his thin lips and looked at her. He didn't speak, but turned forward and walked slowly.

Seeing this, Qiao Ansheng hurriedly followed up.

In terms of character, Qiao Ansheng is not an introvert, but she doesn't know what to say when she is surrounded by such an ice cube.

Obviously, they are already boyfriend and girlfriend, but they are more formal than strangers.

In order to break the embarrassment, Qiao Ansheng occasionally opens his mouth and says a few words. As soon as she speaks, Qin Yanchen will answer.

But after the answer, there was an atmosphere of silence.

Qiao Ansheng make complaints about her in her heart. No wonder she looks so beautiful. She has no girlfriend. She can bear with such a stuffy character.

Just after I finished my Tucao, I thought again that I am now his real girlfriend and make complaints about my future fate again.

He was so cranky. He didn't know how long he had gone. Qiao Ansheng looked at the dark road ahead and couldn't help asking, "is it still far away?"

It's strange. She remembers that Qin Yanchen spent a very short time when she came here just now. Why is it so long to go back now.

She was a little tired from walking this way.

Qin Yanchen stopped and looked back at her. At a glance, he saw the fatigue in her big eyes: "tired?"

Qiao Ansheng said he was tired in front of him. His black eyes turned and began to prevaricate him again, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

"No, no, just ask and see if it will take a long time to arrive..."

Qin Yanchen's eyes were deep and could not see any emotion. He stared at Qiao Ansheng for a few eyes. After a long time, he suddenly stepped away.

When he came to Qiao Ansheng, he squatted down with his back to Qiao Ansheng, said in a very serious tone, "I'll carry you."

Qiao Ansheng rubbed his nose and looked at the man squatting beside him. He was surprised that he was almost choked by his saliva.

She was ignorant, her eyes fell on the man's broad shoulders and ridges, and her tongue was knotted: "ah, this, this is not good... No, no, I'll just go by myself."

Qiao Ansheng is so big that he has never been carried by a man.

Now he has to be carried back by a man. This sense of substitution is too strong. Just thinking about it is enough for Qiao Ansheng to feel ashamed and uncomfortable.

She couldn't control her steps, so she stepped back: "it's really unnecessary. I'm so heavy. You'll be very tired carrying me."

Qin Yanchen didn't get up. He squatted there and saw Qiao Ansheng refuse. He looked calm and frowned: "Qiao Ansheng..."

He seemed to sigh gently, and his voice dissipated as soon as he opened his mouth: "you don't have to be so defensive against me..."