Chapter 2952

Shi Jinyang stood a few meters away from her, and her eyes fell quietly in her direction. In the night, the dark ink pupil was as bright as the shining star.

Tong Yan was slightly stunned. Her eyes moved slowly from the bottom to the top along with his figure. She looked at him without any trace. Looking at him neat, even without any wrinkles in his clothes, she gently breathed.

Calmed down, she stood up as if nothing had happened, and casually lifted a small hairbrush in front of her forehead. She faintly replied to him, "I'm not stupid enough to drive an accident."

She was making fun of him. Shi Jinyang made fun of her stupidity. He was not angry, but gave him a light word.

Shi Jinyang's dark eyes were just staring at her quietly. Unexpectedly, she didn't make any refutation to her words.

Such he, let Tong Yan Zheng Zheng Zheng.

The corner of her eye is more than light, and her eyes scan him without any trace.

Shi Jinyang is walking towards her, his long legs are staggered, his hard shoes are stepping on the snow, and occasionally several broken branches are creaking.

He looked at her with bright eyes, and every walk was sonorous and powerful.

Tong Yan was staring at him, who was getting closer and closer to him. He forgot to react for a moment.

Shi Jinyang came to her with long legs, stood in front of her, looked at her, and then made an unexpected move.

His eyes swept around her slowly, half bent. Every time his eyes swam through a place, he patted the residue of snow on her clothes.

There was a different gentleness between his movements. He patted the snow dregs off her clothes, pulled the two ends of her clothes with his two hands, as if he was tidying up a child who had just fallen, and helped her to caress the wrinkles on them.

The childish face is numb to allow his action, in the heart is like to be stirred by something gently, looking at his eyes Yingying twinkle with light.

Shi Jinyang carefully helped her tidy up her clothes, straightened up, turned her eyes to her face, put her hair into her fingertips, and began to wipe the snowflakes on her hair.

Tong Yan did not say anything or push him away.

His movements are particularly meticulous. His fingertips occasionally brush over her cheek. It's cold, like an ice sculpture in winter. Inexplicably, she has a strong impulse to warm him.

Shi Jinyang is still helping her to wipe the snowflakes off her hair, slow and patient.

From childhood to adulthood, the longest hair is just up to the shoulder.

Shi Jinyang's impression is that she seldom has long hair floating, not to mention the pictures of long hair and waist that many men appreciate.

The child's face in my memory has always been simple, fresh, dry and crisp, so neat that it doesn't look like a girl.

However, I don't know when she began to grow her long hair.

Shi Jinyang's fingertips wrapped a small strand of her hair, gently bypassed it, loosened it and hooked it again. After playing with it for several times, he quietly stared at her hair.

Now the child's face, hair has grown to the chest.

Her hair is very smooth. When it's scattered, it's like silk on her shoulder. It seems to glow in the night.

Her facial features are extremely delicate. When her hair is short, it will show a bit of heroism. When her hair is long, it will add a bit of softness than before.

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