Love at First Sight With Doctor He

Chapter 700

Muganai felt her footsteps slow down, and looked back, the woman, curled up like a penguin, pulled up her collar to cover her mouth and nose.

cold?

Liang Yisheng nodded and looked at him expectantly.

Muganai lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then turned his head to look forward, Can you ride a bicycle?

Liang Yisheng nodded, Yes, but I haven't ridden for a long time, so I may be unfamiliar.

Then walk faster, move around, and you won't be cold if you sweat.

Liang Yisheng was about to say something, but saw him walking forward on his own.

After three steps, I turned around and said, Aren't you going yet?

Liang Yisheng pouted, and followed with his somewhat frozen legs.

When I got to him, I asked, Are you cold?

The man didn't flinch a bit, and strode forward, It's not cold.

Her words were blocked again.

Originally, if he said he was cold, she would take the initiative to hug him.

Now……

She pursed her lips and asked boldly, Then I'm cold, can you... hug me?

For the next few words, even though the sound of mosquitoes was faint, he could still hear them.

Muganai stopped and looked back.

She was a little excited, and she had already taken a small step forward, ready to throw herself into his arms.

No. He said.

Her smile disappeared.

I heard him say again, Exercise can keep you warm, don't just think about being lazy.

She had already pulled down her long sleeves, holding the cuffs with both hands to block the wind, so she still had no intention of riding a bicycle.

Just as he was thinking, he had already walked to the front, unlocked a bicycle, and turned to call her, Come here.

She walked over reluctantly.

In such a cold weather, they were the only ones around, and everyone else must have huddled at home to keep warm.

Mu Jianai gave her the bike, It won't be cold after a short ride.

Liang Yisheng grabbed the two cuffs with both hands. Although the sweater was big, it was not cold.

She raised her head slightly and looked at him, Can I not ride?

He stared at her for a second or two, No.

But I'm cold.

It won't be cold after riding.

My hands and feet are frozen and I can't ride.

Only then did Muganai fall silent, watching her movements, the lower part of her cheeks was hidden in the collar of the sweater, more like a little penguin.

Hold out your hand.

She was a little wary, What are you doing?

At this point, she no longer has any romantic confidence in him, and the first reaction in her mind is that he has some bad ideas.

Put it out, he repeated.

Liang Yisheng slowly loosened his cuffs.

The man took her hands, rolled up the sleeves a bit, and tucked them directly under his shirt.

Liang Yisheng was startled when he could feel the man's firm abdominal muscles with the touch of his palm.

Don't move, it will be warm in a while.

She pursed her lips and nodded.

Countless fireworks were burning and blooming in her heart, and the little joy and joy hit her heart like waves.

The cold wind was blowing, she didn't speak, and he didn't make a sound.

Occasionally she raised her gaze and sneaked a glance at him.

He didn't say anything when he found out, just maintained the action just now, warming her hands.

Emboldened, she moved her feet closer slowly.

you……

Um?

Will your stomach be cold? Then I'll change to another place to warm it up.

After she finished her sentence quickly, she stretched her hands behind her, hugged his waist, and snuggled up to him.

Now, it's warm.

She buried her face in the clothes on his chest, and the corners of her mouth curled up secretly.

I was also a little worried, would this straight man just push her away?

After waiting for a few minutes, she was not pushed away by him, and her heart slowly fell.

Although Muganai didn't take the initiative, he didn't push her away either. Staring down at the little pride on the woman's face, he unconsciously tugged at the corner of his lips.

In bewilderment, he thought, maybe it was because she behaved so much like a penguin that he laughed.

five minutes later.

Are you ready? he asked.

Liang Yisheng shook his head in his arms, No, it was just twenty percent warmer.

so slow?

He could no longer feel her cold hands.

Liang Yisheng tightened his arms slightly, and said softly, Yes, very slowly.

Ouch! You two! What are you doing?

The old woman's voice sounded suddenly.

Liang Yisheng turned his head to look behind Mu Jianai, and saw an old lady with a look of disgust inside the wrought iron fence.

She let go of Muganai's body, Grandma.

Are you crazy? It's such a cold weather, come out to have a breeze? Come back soon.

It's okay. Muganai said.

He turned his head and pushed the bicycle in front of Liang Yisheng, Go for a ride.

Liang Yisheng glanced at the old lady and said, Grandma told us to go back.

I'll be back in half an hour. There was no room for negotiation in his tone.

Liang Yisheng glanced at the bicycle, Okay.

After all, he straddled up and was about to ride, when his shoulders felt warm.

Muganai took off his coat and put it on for her.

Put it on.

But you...

I feel hot.

He said lightly, then turned around and went to pick up a bicycle himself.

Liang Yisheng put on his coat with his remaining warmth, and his heart was warm.

She rode along the driveway. Although her cheeks were still cold, she was in a much better mood than at lunch.

After riding for more than ten minutes, she also became interested and rode farther and farther.

Muganai was faster than her and did not wait for her.

She had to increase her strength to ride, and soon sweated.

After a while, he rode back.

Go back, there's nothing to see ahead.

But I saw that the scenery over there seems to be pretty good. Liang Yisheng took a look.

Muganai raised his chin, Go back.

Liang Yisheng rolled his eyes, I'm going to take a look.

He frowned, Liang Yisheng.

She braked and looked back at him. Why did it feel like he was angry?

Be obedient. He said.

Liang Yisheng pouted, I don't like you calling me by my first name.

That seemed rusty.

He ignored it, staring at her sharply, Go back.

Liang Yisheng pursed his lips, I want to ride a little longer.

After all, she rode forward without waiting for his consent.

Not long after riding, the back seat was suddenly grabbed by a force. She looked back and saw that Muganai's big hand was holding onto her car.

His face was a little dark.

When he didn't let her go forward, her curiosity became even greater.

There must be something ahead that he doesn't want her to see.

There must be something nice ahead, I think... hey!

The man picked her up directly, dragged the bicycle back to the side with one hand, carried her like this, and walked all the way back.

Kanai!

Liang Yisheng felt dizzy looking at his long straight legs.

He was suddenly so domineering, which made her even more curious.

Ahead, what good thing is there?

The picture zooms out, and at the other end of the driveway, there is laughter in the woods.

About twenty art students were sketching, all handsome boys, one of them was not afraid of the cold, took off his shirt and stood in the middle as a model for a certain classmate, constantly showing off his muscles.