"Put it on, it's so cold that your ears are going to freeze."

Ling Nuanqing stood on tiptoe and wanted to put it on his back.

Ling Shaocheng raised his arm and refused, "Don't mess around."

"This girl also feels sorry for you. Look at your short hair, you don't block the wind..."

The aunt was very funny, and Ling Nuanqing smiled with her waist so hard that she could not move. "Yes, it's not blocking the wind, it's so strong by the lake."

Ling Shaocheng didn't listen to her, so he wanted a pair of gloves.

"If you don't wear it, I won't wear it either. I will freeze myself to death, and it will make my hands freeze and frostbite cure."

Ling Shaocheng was quite helpless. Isn’t this a rogue with him?

"Okay, buy it."

Ling Nuanqing stood on the steps and asked Ling Shaocheng to come over. The man walked to her. She stepped on such a height and was no longer struggling when facing Ling Shaocheng.

Ling Nuanqing put the hat on him until he put half of his ears on. Ling Shaocheng couldn't bear to see it.

"Is it ugly?"

"Of course... no."

"That's just that I can't bear to look at it."

Ling Shaocheng never wears a hat, it is strange, and Ling Nuanqing also finds it magical. There is no fashionable item on the aunt's stall. If this hat is worn on someone else's head, it will definitely be a disaster.

But when she looked at Ling Shaocheng's prominent facial features, she felt a different taste.

“It looks pretty good.”

Ling Shaocheng's eyebrows gradually opened. "This is Xi Shi in the eyes of his lover."

Ling Nuanqing turned around, he grabbed his wrist and "put on the gloves."

She also felt ugly, and wearing it on her hands would lose her beauty. Ling Nuanqing was so awkward that she wanted to take it off. "I don't want to wear it, I'm not cold."

Ling Shaocheng couldn't help laughing, "I've worn it all, what are you afraid of?"

That's true.

She inserted her hands into her pocket, and no one could see it, but Ling Shaocheng was so arrogant.

Ling Nuanqing packed up the easel, and the man took it in his hand to carry it for her. As soon as they returned to the square, they were stopped by a young man with dreadlocks. "Sorry, can you ask for a favor?"

Ling Shaocheng was not interested, "No."

"I'm a street-based photographer, and I'm specializing in taking photos for people. I see that you have an extraordinary temperament and are very good at dressing. Can I take a set of photos for you?"

Ling Shaocheng looked at the camera in the man's hand, "No."

Now everyone wants to do something for him. If you want to do it before, even if someone wants to interview him, you have to line up.

"I have millions of fans in Kyoto, why don't I show you the finished product?"

The man couldn't wait to take out his cell phone and click on his account. Ling Nuanqing was quite curious and leaned over to see it with his little head.

Ling Shaocheng pushed the palm of her forehead, "What are you looking at?"

“It’s very retro-looking…”

Ling Nuanqing was hugged by him, and Ling Shaocheng whispered to the man, "Don't follow me anymore, I'm not interested in these."

"Handsome guy, I really think you have a very good temperament..."

The voice was thrown behind, and Ling Shaocheng found the place where Ling Ling and Yanyan were playing. After putting down the things in their hands, he wanted to take off his hat.

"What's the wind? It's strong." Ling Nuanqing stood on tiptoe and covered his ears, "It's beautiful."

"You don't tell the truth every day."

Can't you praise him yet? This is the truth.

The man didn't leave, and there was a landscape bamboo next to him. It would not attract attention when hidden inside. The camera could also capture Ling Shaocheng's direction.

The two of them sat on the bench. Yanyan asked Mingyue to squat down. He was almost exhausted, but the little ancestor jumped onto his back.

"Drive, horse, run quickly."

Ling Nuanqing wanted to get up to rescue Mingyue, but was pulled back into the seat by Ling Shaocheng, "It's good to give him free exercise."

"I'm afraid Mingyue will fall down."

Ling Shaocheng grabbed Ling Nuanqing's palm, "You do care about others, why don't you care about me?"

Where to go?

Ling Nuanqing wanted to pull out his hand, but Ling Shaocheng refused to let go.

"I don't care about you, I'm afraid you will get cold, so I'll give you a hat."

Ling Shaocheng reached out and touched his head, "I really want to thank you."

She was still not used to being alone with Ling Shaocheng, and Ling Nuanqing wanted to get up again, "I'll go play with the children."

"Don't go."

She had already stood up. When Ling Shaocheng pulled her back, Ling Nuanqing didn't stand firmly and sat in his arms, scaring her to get up quickly.

The man circled her with his arms, "What should he hide?"

"Don't do this, there are people here."

"I didn't do anything out of place to you either."

Isn't this count? Everyone sat on their legs in public.

Ling Nuanqing's face was thin and her ears were burning and red. Ling Shaocheng leaned over to look at him, "This little ear looks beautiful as if it was dyed."

"You...you didn't do that before."

Anyway, Ling Nuanqing struggled in his arms, "Let me go."

Ling Shaocheng put one hand on her waist, and the other hand passed under her knees, picked her up and placed her next to her.

Ling Nuanqing adjusted her sitting position and her lips opened, but when she spoke to her mouth, she was blocked by Ling Shaocheng.

She hurriedly punched him, and Ling Shaocheng touched the chest and looked at her in disbelief.

"Hit me?"

Ling Nuanqing wiped her mouth, "Who... asked you to kiss me?"

"I."

Ling Shaocheng squelted his big palm behind her head, pulled her closer, and he kissed Ling Nuanqing again.

She looked up and saw kites flying in the sky. In this weather, she could still fly kites.

Ling Nuanqing was a little confused. Thinking of the first time she flew a kite when she was a child, she couldn't figure out the way at all. As soon as the kite took off in her hand, she thrust into the soil.

She was so anxious that she wanted to cry, and Ling Shaocheng came to help.

Actually, he didn't know either. The boy finally got angry and took off the kite.

Ling Nuanqing burst into tears, and his crying was extremely miserable. Ling Shaocheng couldn't coax him, and he didn't let him hug him. He had no choice but to buy hundreds of them to apologize, and even found someone to put all the kites on.

Ling Nuanqing remembered this scene for some reason.

At that time, she only knew that this brother was so good. She was obviously very busy and still very young, but she had to take her as a burden to disperse a lot of his energy.

Ling Nuanqing felt a pain in her eyes, and she closed her eyes, and tears couldn't help but surge out.

Ling Shaocheng tasted the salty sensation between his lips. He paused the action of prying open the corner of her mouth. He glanced at the tears on her face.

A little panicked, "What's wrong?"

I just kissed her twice, why did I cry?

Ling Nuanqing wanted to wipe it with her hands, "The wind is too strong, it seems that sand is entering her eyes."

"Is that so? Let's take a look." Ling Shaocheng held Ling Nuanqing's face and prevented her from moving. He leaned closer, but lowered his head and kissed the tears on her face.

One, two...

Ming Yue was holding the child and looking at this side. He quickly covered Yanyan's eyes with his hands, "Let's go there to play."

I really can't stand it. Are all people in love like this?

Sour and...
Chapter completed!