The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 271, is the high-cold person not set?

There was a scream in the surrounding crowd, and both the students and the school leaders boiled around.

I don't know which one of the organizers is smashing. The big screen in the venue that was originally used for monitoring suddenly cut out the shots of two people, and let everyone see the scene in the screen instantly.

Everyone was screaming, and the waves of people were getting closer, and they were completely surrounded by a circle, and they even raised their mobile phones to take pictures of the dog.

The season is warm, and for a moment, there is a burst of hot on the face, and the subconscious is busy pushing him away, but the result is not open!

Ah, ah!

Going crazy!

Ink deep is even lower than her!

Is this a cold person who is not set up?

Usually abuse the Qin Shiting Xia Tian and so on, it is now a big celebration! Thousands of people are present!

What a ghost on the big screen! How can I see it on the big screen?

The warm season couldn't push him, and there were too many people around. Finally, when the man finally let her go, the warm season simply buried his face on his shoulder, and he didn't dare to show his face again.

At the moment, Feng Ling, who had a rare smile on his side, swept the circle in the direction of the crowd and saw Ling Feifei, who was lacking in a face, and a gray expression that was completely dead. Feng Ling then sneered and removed. Sight.

However, it is a kiss, but it is a very common thing for husband and wife, but for many students who have less boys and girls, it is a historical scene in T-century celebration.

Mo Jingshen did not say anything to the people around him, holding the shy season warm in his arms and glaring at her waist: "I don't say that the entanglement of the new marriage has passed? What are you shy?"

The warm season is hot in his arms: "There are too many people..."

Ink deep: "Is the leg soft?"

Seasonal warmth: "Slightly..."

Ink Shen Shen: "I am holding you back?"

Seasonal warmth: "..."

......

The celebration is not the most blushing and embarrassing. The warmth of the season is that after the celebration, it will be intercepted by a group of fans or young fans of the Moh Group.

Sure enough, when she went to the room on the upper floor to change her dress and was about to leave with Mo Jingshen, there were already many people waiting in front of the main entrance of the venue. It seems that the reporters who had tried to come in to participate in the celebration heard that it happened. The thing is even more eager to stay outside and wait to be able to photograph the legendary ink.

Finally, the season warmer had to choose to pull the rare and cool high-profile ink BOSS slipped out from the side of the venue. It was not so much as slipping. It was better to say that she was hard to take him away from the side. The man looked at her like a thief. The look is warm, but the cat is always on the waist, as if escaping from the paparazzi.

The side door is not as wide as the main entrance, and the outside is the busiest night market in T.

When the warm season just came out from the side door, I heard that someone was yelling at her name. Immediately squatting on the ink, I ran to the crowd, while running hard and clutching the wrist of Mo Jingshen.

After a few minutes of running, she suddenly stopped, her hands on her knees panting and screaming like she couldn’t get up, and then raised her hand and untied a few thick coats on her body. For a more pleasant breath.

In a blink of an eye, it is already a crowded place in the night market. People come and go. The crowds are all kinds of special stalls in the night market. In this place, it is estimated that they will not be able to come in at any time, even if they come in. It’s hard to find them in this crowd.

The season warmed up and spit in the air. In the blink of an eye, I saw the ink in the face and was caught by her. The other hand was randomly inserted in the trouser pocket. She looked down at her, but she couldn’t breathe for a few minutes. Laughing and laughing at her.

"The sports cells are so underdeveloped, so I am so desperate to run?"

It took me a long time to breathe in the season, and I stood up straight and looked back. I only gave him a look: "It wasn’t because I had played games in the venue before, and there were too many people at the time. It’s hot. You’re so powerful, running with me so quickly, I don’t even have a breath!”

I saw the expression of the warmth of the season, and because of the rush to run, the face was hidden with a bit of flushing, and Mo Jingshen said with a tone that only she could hear: "Just you Physical strength, and then not good exercise, will only be more and more in front of me."

"..."

In an instant, he understood the insidiousness of his words. The warmth of the season raised his hand and glared at him with a blush on his face: "Are you specifically here to help me save the field, or deliberate?"

Ink is as deep as laughing and laughing. It was a step away from standing with her. Suddenly, the long legs took a step forward. In the moment when the warmth of the season was about to step back, the bow was lowered and the season warmed down. It was forced by this oppressive angle that he could not bend his back and lean back on his head. The waist was simultaneously held by the man, and he pressed it into his arms, and the whole person was directly attached to his arms.

"If you get cheap and sell it, who said that the dress is too gorgeous and beautiful, just a person going to the school will feel a little lonely?"

"...ah? Did I say that?"

"You said it with your eyes."

"..."

"I took a special time to fly over and fly to Haicheng at night. I have to fly back in the morning. You can't even say thank you. Now I have to kiss me for a kiss?"

"Is that a kiss? There are so many people in the venue, I..."

Her words have not been finished yet, and the man’s lips are pressed again: "Do you want to try to kiss again here?"

The warm eyes of the season suddenly turned to the side, and saw the envious eyes of those who passed by, and they took a step back, and raised their hands and still had some flushed faces, shy.

"However, I didn't expect to have a night market here." The warmth of the season looked back at the various foods and clothes that were sold on the stalls on both sides. Suddenly, I smelled it and frowned and said, "What is this taste? smelly?"

When I spoke, I saw two young girls holding a few bunches of fried stinky tofu and eating while walking.

The warmth of the season was bright, and I went straight to the fried stinky tofu stall not far away, staring at the various golden yellow pieces that were being blown up in the oil pan and asked: "Is this stinky tofu?"

The boss at the side of the oil pot smiled and replied while giving someone a fried stinky tofu: "Yeah, the little girl wants to come with a bunch of stinky tofu, two dollars a string, five dollars and three strings!"

It smells bad, but it looks pretty good, and really many people buy it.

When the warm season was still in the family, it was rare to come to such a place. These street food snacks have not been eaten. Later, even those years have the opportunity to pass through various night markets, but there is no extra leisure money to eat roadside stalls. .

Lived two times, suddenly had a different desire for a bunch of stinky tofu.

(End of this chapter)