As Feng Jiuer said, Yu Jingfeng's status in Leng Xuepiao's heart is very different.

On the third day she met him, she said more than she had said to everyone in a year.

"Something's wrong."

Yu Jingfeng turned sideways without feeling sad and took a handful of her sleeves.

I don’t dare to hold my little hand for fear of breaking it, what should I do?

Yu Jingfeng's eyes were still on her white and tender little hands.

He lowered his head to look at her hands, while Leng Xuepiao looked straight at his forehead.

"Yu Jingfeng, what on earth are you going to do?

Aren’t you worried that everyone will rush in?”

Yu Jingfeng came back to his senses and raised his eyes to look at his girl.

"Xuepiao, come on, sit down."

He took her little hand very carefully, it was very small and slippery.

Leng Xue floated and sat on the bed. Even though the man in front of her had a burning gaze, she didn't care at all.

I don’t know if the little girl Xue Piao didn’t notice it, or if she was too brave to care about such a small detail.

"Snow is falling."

Once he got hold of her, Yu Jingfeng couldn't bear to let go.

"I said if, I mean if, if I...like you, what would you do...?"

"Don't get excited!"

Yu Jingfeng moved his body in excitement, "I'm just saying what if, you..." "You can take it seriously, or you can't take it seriously. Really, I don't mean any harm. Don't get excited, okay?"

"It's up to me."

Leng Xuepiao said something and blinked her big round eyes.
Chapter completed!