"No thanks, I can't stand it."

Zhang Yifeng slightly sideways, expressionless, took Xia's hand, turned around and went, "After the summer finder will not come again, this cold-blooded place is still far away."

Looking at the back of Zhang Yifeng's two people, the manager of Woudi's coffee shop has a red face.

“Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Just out of the door of the cafe, Xia Yue suddenly issued a painful cry, Zhang Yifeng turned to look, only to see Xia Huan's small face crumpled, from time to time bent over to touch the ankle, the face as white as snow.

"You're not stupid, why don't you say it?"Zhang Yifeng did not complain well.

"I don't want you to worry."Xia Yue said in a whisper.

“It’s a defeat for you.”

Zhang Yifeng walked over, crouched down, in Xia's shy eyes, grabbed her ankle, took off a little shoe and socks, white ankle, has been a little red and swollen, looking at the pain, really do not know how she survived, even a word.

“It’s swollen, so I’ll take you to the hospital.”Zhang Yifeng stood up and asked, “Can I still go?”

“Yes.”

Well, strong girls can't hurt.

Zhang Yifeng took off his windbreaker, draped in Xia, she was wearing a thin work clothes, there was air conditioning in the cafe, but it did not feel cold, but now out, cold wind gusts, Xia Yue's delicate little face, has been frozen white, but she still struggled not to speak.

“Give me your clothes, aren’t you cold?”

"Have you ever heard a saying that a woman is a fire, and the man who stands next to her never feels cold."

Zhang Yifeng's serious nonsense, Xia Yuhe even believed, frowning, who said this?

"Come on, I'll take you."He squatted down and said softly.

“I can go myself... ah!”

Seeking her opinion, it is better to simply be a little direct, Zhang Yifeng took her leg bent, slightly exerted, and the whole person of Xia Yihuo lay directly on Zhang Yifeng's back, and was in a state of panic.

“It scared me.”

He looked red and patted him on the back.

“Ah.”

Another scream, Zhang Yifeng suddenly stood up, Xia Yuen's body leaned back, scared to blush and white, hurriedly tied to Zhang Yifeng's neck with his hand, the two people's front chest and back, tightly fit together.

Little has been close to the man's summer, the little head is blank, obediently lying on his back, dare not speak, delicate face, has been red as blood.

The cold wind howling, the pedestrians hurried, the man carried the woman, the woman quietly and gently stared at the man's back of the brain, this scene is very warm, happiness will pass, all those who pass by them, will not help but show surprised eyes, and then gently smile, that smile is envy, that smile is blessing, that smile is looking forward.

Xia's heart was like a deer, unconsciously, she surrounded the hand of Zhang Yifeng's neck, and tightened it a little.

“If you want to kill me, I’ll say, what’s the matter if I don’t let me breathe?”He grinned.

Hearing that Xia's red face was even more bright, slightly loosened his hand, but he did not let go.

The two went to the hospital, and after examination, Xia Zhenhe did not hurt the bones, but an ordinary bruise, and he could go to the ground in three or four days.When he left the hospital, Xia was stubborn and committed, looking into Zhang Yifeng's eyes and saying, "I will pay you back for medical expenses."

Zhang Yifeng's white eyes turned, in Xia's scream, once again when she was not on her guard, she was on her back, Xia's face, red, and also smiled, like a little girl, stretching her hands to cheer.

The road home was long, but short, at least in Xia's heart, she hoped that the road would never come to an end.

Of course, if her idea is known by Zhang Yifeng, she will certainly Tucao that she is too selfish, this is to be the rhythm of Zhang Yifeng's death!

Back to Yinlan Dreamland, Zhang Yifeng put Xia Yuen on the sofa, told her not to move, go to the kitchen to cook for her, Xia Yue wear Zhang Yifeng's windbreaker, eyes bent, a blink of an eye to look at Zhang Yifeng busy in the kitchen busy over the past.

“Thank you, the bad guys!”Xia Yue said with a smile.

Dinner is not rich, Zhang Yi maple cooking will be three axes, cut off is finished, but Xia Yu and the first time to eat his meals, eat the same taste, perhaps the change of mentality, Xia Qiao's face smile, has not been broken.

After dinner, the two people sitting side by side on the sofa watching TV, perhaps too long did not watch TV, or perhaps by the infection of Yan, he even had an interest in the joy of tonight, looked very fascinated, did not notice the side of the little head of Xia Yue was going down, until she fell asleep on Zhang Yifeng's shoulder, Zhang Yifeng only reacted.The summer hue on the sofa, gently stand up, into the bathroom, filled a basin of hot water to the head of the summer, raise her feet, take off the shoes and socks, gently placed in hot water.

Xia's feet are very beautiful, perhaps because they rarely wear high heels, and the five toes are neat and exquisite as a work of art.

"Don't move, be careful to get the water on the wound."

The temperature of the water is not high or low, it is very suitable, the sleepiness of Xia, instantly awakened by the warmth, her small face is red, shy, timidly looking at Zhang Yifeng, eyes like water, softening people's hearts.

"I've only washed my mother's feet in my life."He laughed and said, “Now there’s one more of you.”

"You'll get married, and there'll be more of one."Xia said with his head down.

Zhang Yifeng's body trembled, and if nothing else, he said, "I have only washed the feet of two women in my life."

She was silent and quietly enjoyed the warmth of the short time.

“What are you going to do?”

At this time, Xia Yuen was shocked by Zhang Yifeng's behavior, his body, even by him in his arms, this bad man will not do bad things, take advantage of the danger of people is shameful.

“Why, send you to sleep, wasn’t it too sleepy?”Zhang Yifeng felt inexplicable, holding Xia to her room, to tell the truth, Zhang Yifeng is the first time into her room, the inside of the decoration is not a girl pink, not a simple line, but a literary and artistic department.

A wide range of books, neatly placed in the room, even if there is no bookshelf, there is no clutter.

Gently put her on the bed, pulled over the quilt cover, Zhang Yifeng did not stop, directly to the door, it was clicked, the electric light was closed, the world fell into a darkness, followed by the sound of closing the door.

The whole process, Xia Yuen did not speak, she did not know what she was thinking, dark night, she looked at the ceiling stunned.

“Stupid!”