Jiang Shuyi did not hear her answer.

After a long time, Wen Yao slowly lowered her head in Jiang Shuyi's arms, her voice was low,

"Let go of me, Jiang Shuyi."

Jiang Shuyi paused.

She didn't speak, but felt a little pain in her heart. Although Wen Yao didn't push her away, she had pushed her away hard.

This was a silent refusal. Wen Yao didn't respond to his confession, nor did he respond to his request to stay.

This is an answer that has been expected for a long time, and it seems to be a natural answer.

At the same time, it was a ruthless answer, an answer she didn't want to hear.

Jiang Shuyi felt his eyes a little sore.

In fact, Wen Yao looks polite and humble, but in fact he treats everyone badly, and no one can get into her heart.

Jiang Shuyi accused in his heart.

She is a ruthless, indifferent egoist!

In other worlds, it is a cold and ruthless villain, like a capitalist who has mastered the core technology of the world and oppressed others.

So, she's still bad - she's special to me.

"..."

No, actually, the worst thing about her is——

After she was special to me, she treated me as someone else.

After being so special to me, she always said that I have nothing to do with her, and always drew a line with me.

Then she shouldn't be so special to me from the beginning.

Say don't hate me, say wasting time with me isn't so bad.

He only gave me special guidance, left only my phone number, hid my clothes and hugged me to sleep, hugging me and not letting go.

Let me hold out some hopeless hopes that you might like me too.

It made me miss you, and in the end, he treated me like this again...

You obviously don't like me, but it makes me like you more and more...

So, Wen Yao, you are very cunning.

"..." Jiang Shuyi held back his tears, but couldn't help hugging Wen Yao even harder.

"..."

Wen Yao lowered his head, looked at the snowflakes falling from the sky, and did not speak for a while.

In the smell of lemon balm, she unconsciously grabbed Jiang Shuyi's clothes.

She closed her eyes, bit her lips lightly, and before Jiang Shuyi noticed, she let go of her hand without leaving a trace.

After a long time, Wen Yao let out a soft sigh without attracting attention.

"Jiang Shuyi—"

She repeated sternly and icily,

"Let go of me."

Why does this person always look like a big villain, with a cold and fierce tone?

"...don't let go." Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao wrongedly, his eyes bulging.

——If you pretend you didn’t hear my confession, then I have to pretend you didn’t hear anything. Why should I listen to you?

"..."

The smell of lemon balm became stronger, and Wen Yao's hands trembled a little.

Her throat moved slightly, her voice was a little hoarse as she struggled in Jiang Shuyi's arms,

"Jiang Shuyi, I warn you not to mess with me..."

Jiang Shuyi did not let go.

Wen Yao couldn't struggle with Jiang Shuyi, she could only look at the pedestrians in the distance, and said with a little anger:

"I'll give you three seconds, Jiang Shuyi."

——Why does this person always think that these three numbers can control me.

Jiang Shuyi thought dissatisfiedly.

Jiang Shuyi turned his head away with rare indifference, and put his chin on Wen Yao's shoulder.

"I won't let you go." She was also very stubborn.

Wen Yao gritted his teeth, and really started to come up with the three numbers.

"1"

Wen Yao's voice was cold, with a majesty that no one dared to resist.

Jiang Shuyi's hands trembled, she was actually a little nervous and scared.

After all, this person always uses these three numbers to control himself.

"2"

Jiang Shuyi sucked his nose, feeling very unwilling.

She raised her head from Wen Yao's shoulder with some stubbornness, and looked into Wen Yao's eyes with great aggrievedness.

Wen Yao looked at her, there was no wave in his eyes, even a little dark.

"I'm warning you for the last time, Jiang Shuyi."

"..."

Wen Yao took a breath, and slowly reached out to grab Jiang Shuyi's tie.

"3——"

Wen Yao's voice fell coldly.

But as soon as the voice of "3" fell, before Jiang Shuyi could react, Wen Yao pulled Jiang Shuyi's collar off.

What appeared in front of Jiang Shuyi was Wen Yao's calm and indifferent face as usual.

She kissed.

Unprepared, with a cold breath of roses.

Soft and gentle, yet warm.

Looking at the snow that started to fall more and more heavily, a blankness was also imprinted in Jiang Shuyi's mind along with this kiss.

"Jiang Shuyi."

When they parted, Wen Yao lightly bit Jiang Shuyi's lips, "Your tears are so salty."

"..." Feeling the feeling of his lips being lightly bitten, Jiang Shuyi wiped away the tears he shed due to the tension.

She was really confused, but also very happy, she heard her heart beating, and even felt like she was about to jump out of her body.

"you……"

Jiang Shuyi kept inhaling, blushing and saying "you" for a long time, but nothing "you" came out.

There was no wave in Wen Yao's eyes at all, not even happy, but as serious as anger.

Jiang Shuyi moved his throat, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"...you kissed me just now."

Wen Yao looked at her calmly, with an expression of 'what nonsense is this fool talking about'.

It seems that this kiss is nothing to Wen Yao, it's a piece of cake.

Jiang Shuyi looked at Wen Yao with his eyes open, and raised his unreasonable demands.

"I still want it."

"..." Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi and was silent for a while, as if he was laughed out of anger, "Aren't you pushing yourself a little bit?"

"...More." Jiang Shuyi pulled La Wen Yao's arm, and moved his face closer.

"not enough."

Jiang Shuyi's face and ears were radiant with naked eyes, looking like the sun just rising in the morning.

Seeing that Jiang Shuyi was about to chirp like a bird waiting to be fed, Wen Yao didn't speak.

"..." She raised her head, and met Jiang Shuyi's eyes again, those eyes were really hot, and there were some pitiful tears in those eyes.

So Wen Yao looked at her like this, and for some reason, stretched out his hand again to grab Jiang Shuyi's tie and pulled her down.

Jiang Shuyi hugged Wen Yao's hand slowly and firmly, feeling the scent of roses, she couldn't help biting Wen Yao's lips.

Wen Yao closed his eyes.

still want.

want more.

Maybe because of being too excited, Jiang Shuyi unknowingly shed tears again.

"Don't cry, tears are salty."

Jiang Shuyi immediately stopped crying, for fear that this kiss would give Wen Yao a bad impression.

"..."

After a while, Wen Yao loosened Jiang Shuyi's tie, and the moment they parted, Wen Yao's tone was very indifferent.

"...can you let go of your hand?"

Wen Yao turned his head away and stopped looking into her eyes.

"Oh."

Jiang Shuyi let go of his hand, and happily hugged Wen Yao again.

"Wen Yao, come again, okay?"

Wen Yao turned his head away, as if expressing dissatisfaction and rejection, and remained silent.

"Again," looking at Wen Yao's appearance, she pursed her lips, the smell of roses still remained on her lips.

Jiang Shuyi touched Wen Yao's head with his head, like a child who wants to eat candy after eating, "More."

"..." Wen Yao frowned, avoided her head, and scolded: "You give me enough."

The snow in the sky slowly piled up on the ground, and the surrounding world gradually turned white.

Wen Yao looked at Jiang Shuyi with some seriousness, "It's snowing heavily too, it's too cold, we should go back."

Jiang Shuyi pouted his mouth and looked at Wen Yao.

After she finished speaking, she rolled her eyes and took off her coat very smartly. She shook the snow off her clothes, patted the snow on Wen Yao's head, and put her clothes onOn Wen Yao's shoulder.

Wen Yao looked at the coat she had put on her shoulders, and seemed to be taken aback for a moment.

Jiang Shuyi sniffed his nose, like a big dog asking for a reward, and laughed, "Just one more time."

Looking at Jiang Shuyi's ears and nose that were frozen red, Wen Yao was at a loss for words.

"Last time." Jiang Shuyi said.

But after one time, Jiang Shuyi said again:

"The one just now doesn't count, the last time."

So, the last time became the second-to-last time, and then the third-to-last time...

She greedily asked Wen Yao for it, but Wen Yao seemed serious, but he didn't refuse her.

When Jiang Shuyi and Wen Yao returned home, it was past twelve o'clock.

"..." Jiang Shuyi sniffed his nose.

"Is it cold?" Wen Yao took out a tissue and wiped her snot, "Are you a fool? Lend me your coat..."

Wen Yao pushed Jiang Shuyi's shoulder.

"Go take a shower first, and see that your nose is dripping from the cold."

Hearing Wen Yao's tone, Jiang Shuyi immediately grabbed Wen Yao's hand vigilantly,

"...you won't sneak away while I'm taking a shower, will you?"

If this person escapes while he is not paying attention, the loss outweighs the gain.

Jiang Shuyi was afraid that the kiss just now might be given to him by Wen Yao's pity for him.

"Go, I won't go."

Wen Yao embraced her arms, and took a quiet look at Jiang Shuyi.

"Then tell me, what do you mean by kissing me...does it mean that you like me too?" Jiang Shuyi looked at her motionlessly and asked.

"..."

Wen Yao blinked and chose not to answer.

"If you don't deny it, then you like me." Jiang Shuyi sucked his nose.

"Jiang Shuyi," Wen Yao walked aside impatiently, "...you are so noisy."

Jiang Shuyi felt that he could hear it, "You are so noisy" was Wen's affirmation.

Jiang Shuyi quickly smiled and put his arms around Wen Yao from behind, "I like you too."

She turned her head and pecked at the mole on Wen Yao's neck.

Wen Yao shook his shoulders.

Even a shallow kiss by Jiang Shuyi was impatient, enthusiastic, possessive and passionate.

"I will always like you." Jiang Shuyi rubbed Wen Yao's cheek.

'Always.'

Wen Yao paused for a long time listening to this word, her fingers curled up slightly, and something flashed in her eyes.

"..." Wen Yao let Jiang Shuyi hug him, and slowly lowered his gaze.

"Ok."