The cold little brother (9)_1

There was a small and soft one in his arms.

Lu yansu was stunned for a moment. He hesitated for a moment before his long and clean fingers held her shoulders. His posture was gentle, which was rare.

"Are you alright?"

His voice was faint. Although it was a word of concern, it also sounded a little distant, just out of courtesy.

“..”

Caught off guard, she was hugged by the young man's waist. The corner of her snow-white clothes brushed against her cheek, and the unfamiliar temperature made her slightly itchy.

Fu Shang blinked his eyes and immediately pushed him away. Before he could take back his hand, the other party grabbed his slender fingers.

The teenager opened his slender hands and gently held the girl's slender fingers.

He opened his thin, red lips and said, ""Come home with me."

Fu min's heart wavered for a moment.

This person ... Maybe it should be little Tian Tian?