That day, I got to the shore in a daze. I didn't expect that Xiao Jingchen would bring the horse together. When I thought that I could ride this extremely spiritual horse again, Qiyin touched it and played happily.26nbsp;23┛

Xiao Jingchen stepped forward and hugged her, jumped onto the horse's back with a brisk waist, and steadily wrapped her in her arms. It seemed that she liked to step on the snow.

"Let's go."

Qiyin turned her head and looked at Luo Chunxi and Luo Wenbin reluctantly, "Goodbye, my friends..."

Hope to see you again in the future!

"Ayin, you must live a happy life." Luo Chunxi raised his head and said, then moved his eyes to Xiao Jingchen, plucking up the courage and said, "Although I don't know who you are, I can see that you love it very much

She hopes you can do this for a lifetime.”

While Qiyin was worried about Luo Chunxi, Luo Chunxi was also worried about her. Ayin also gave up a lot of things in order to follow this person. In this world, only love can not tolerate any leap, just

It made my brother's love suffer.

Unfortunately, she and Qiyin are both stubborn and paranoid. Even if they are broken into pieces, they have to choose what they want and never feel wronged.

Xiao Jingchen curled his cold lips gently, nodded at her, and said nothing, and pushed the horse away.

His love for her has never had any deadline. If he had a next life, he believed that he would find her with the throbbing of his soul.

Until the back completely disappeared, Luo Chunxi stood silently on the street where people were coming and going, with a little confused on his face. After looking around the market that once made her extremely familiar, she sighed with emotion.

Half a year ago, she even arranged a stall selling calligraphy and paintings with Fang Wenxiu, but she didn't expect that now, things and people are wrong, and she felt extremely sad.

His body swayed but was held by a pair of powerful hands. He turned his head and met Luo Wenbin's eyes that were moving and moist.

"It's windy outside, so I'd better help you into the room to rest." Luo Wenbin whispered in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

Luo Chunxi pursed her lips and didn't reply, but just looked at him with a slight sense of concentration. Her black pupils were like vortexes, and the scattered light could not be concentrated. She was really cold now, and she longed for warmth, but she was desperately repelling.

She was afraid of him, and if she couldn't keep her heart and fell into this swamp, she would be doomed.

"Pure Stream."

Seeing her dodging, Luo Wenbin reached out and grabbed Luo Chunxi's wrist tightly, and could no longer tolerate her avoiding or retreating, "Will trust me?"

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The howling wind blew through his ears, and Qiyin unconsciously shrank into his chest again. It was early winter now, and the wind was blowing by, and even if he added more clothes, it was still a little cold.

Xiao Jingchen freed up a hand to touch her cheek. When he felt the coldness, his eyebrows were frowned lightly, pulled the reins and slowed down quickly, took off his cloak and surrounded her chest, wrapping her.

Like Zongzi, if Qiyin hadn't needed to breathe air, Xiao Jingchen would probably want to sew her head with a cloth bag!

"Aren't you cold?" Qiyin asked strangely. Because it was close to him, it could feel that he was still wearing a thin shirt, not like he had a bulging winter clothes.
Chapter completed!