Ying Qianxi looked at Huang qingdie's blushing face and wondered, "what's the matter? Is it a little hot and sunny? "

Huang qingdie is asked by Ying Qianxi and covers her face. She feels that her face is even hotter.

She can't say she missed him, can she?

Especially those scenes, are outlined in her mind, how she said.

Huang qingdie had said a lot, but she didn't know what to say.

Should Qianxi reach out to touch her forehead, "no fever? Is it really hot? "

Ying Qianxi looks at Huang qingdie to himself, and his words are worried.

Then, Ying Qianxi took Huang qingdie to a cold drink shop and ordered something to drink.

"Are you better now?"

The more she is treated gently by Ying Qianxi, the more she dares not look at Ying Qianxi.

She wants to say out loud, you are beside me, I will blush easily.

But she still reserved not to say, continue to drink a cold drink, think cold, face is not red not hot.

"Are you better?"

Huang qingdie nodded, "well, it's better. I'm ok. Maybe my skin is thinner."

"I'll buy you a hat on the way later."

"No, no, I'm fine."

"Be nice to yourself, fool."

Ying Qianxi's tone, in Huang qingdie's voice, is the tone of compassion, which makes her feel loved.

All day long, Huangqing butterfly is really loved by all kinds of people.

Finally, when he wanted to go back, Huang qingdie sat on the co pilot and was reluctant to part with him.

In fact, she didn't want to go back. She wanted to stay with Ying Qianxi for a while, but how could Huang qingdie say this.

And now she doesn't know whether Ying Qianxi treats her as a little sister.

Emperor tilt butterfly quietly looked down at himself, the development of the development also developed, or very expected.

Ying Qianxi was driving all the way, feeling the silence of Huang qingdie, and asked, "what's the matter? Are you tired today? "

Huang qingdie heard this sentence and sat up straight, "no, no, no tired."

Seeing Huang qingdie like this, Ying Qianxi couldn't help laughing, "silly girl, tell me when you are tired, or you can sleep in the car for a while."

Huang qingdie shook his head, "not sleepy, not tired."

She is really not tired or sleepy, but her whole body is full of energy.

Because it's playing with the people you like, so it's very energetic.

Ying Qianxi said softly, "it's better to be young."

Huang qingdie listened to this sentence, feeling a little sad, "you are young, too."

"Silly girl, I'm many years older than you."

"But I don't think it's big."

When Ying Qianxi heard this, he turned his head and looked at Huang qingdie deeply. There seemed to be some light surging in his eyes.

Huang qingdie was so focused on the eyes, heart rate accelerated up, how to do? More dry mouth, and the heart beat too fast.

"Not really?"

Huang qingdie shook his head, "no, just a few years old."

Huang qingdie doesn't know why. These conversations are always a little ambiguous, which makes her feel embarrassed, just like expressing herself.

There was a moment of silence and ambiguity in the car.

Both of them were silent.

Ying Qianxi seems to be thinking about something with deep eyes.

After a while, he reached out and gently touched the butterfly's cheek.

Huang qingdie looked at him and tried to close his eyes, thinking that it would not be a kiss.