Chapter 111: so beautiful

And the man with the salted pig's hand was dumb and ate coptis. He was bitter and could not tell, and was forced to move forward by the people behind.
The wrist was red and bruised.
...
All this happened quickly.
Soon, Yannian didn't slow down.
Jiang Beiyuan held Yan Nian with both hands.
Let the people in the middle road enter the station at the ticket check.
All the people and things around, seem to not exist at all.
He hugged her so hard, breathing slightly, his head hung down, his chin touched her neck, rubbing it if nothing happened.
Yannian was held by him utterly.
A small heart thumped and thumped.
I couldn't tell whether it was the nervous heartbeat because of being held by him, or the lingering heart palpitations because of the crowd just now.
"That... are you going to Licheng?" She moved and asked with difficulty.
Jiang Beiyuan did not speak.
He kept holding her like this.
It's like feeling a lost baby.
After a long while, an um word came out from the rolling apple, "Three days, come back on Saturday."
"Oh...then you have a smooth journey."
"..."
Jiang Beiyuan let go of her slightly.
From his perspective, he saw the long eyelashes fluttering from the woman in his arms, like two dense fan feathers, with crimson on both sides of his face, as if he hadn't been relieved from panic.
She is very pretty.
Today a red dress is very conspicuous.
Just because it is so beautiful, some worms get excited and want to eat her tofu.
So sometimes being too beautiful is not necessarily a good thing.
"Don't wear this skirt anymore."
Jiang Beiyuan finally let go of the Wenxiang Nephrite in his arms, and put her shoulder straps together to prevent it from falling.
Hearing his cold voice, he seemed to be a little angry, Yannian nodded, still a little dumb, "My, I was pushed over by Ding Baoyi... Hey, go check the ticket, stop five minutes before driving. Ticket check!!"
Jiang Beiyuan raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.
There are still six minutes.
There are not many people at the ticket gate.
He didn't say anything and walked to the middle, picked up the black sandal in the middle, then walked over and sat down with Yannian, putting her shoes on.
This scene is as beautiful as the prince in a fairy tale wearing crystal shoes for Cinderella.
He lowered his eyebrows, and what fell into her eyes was a tall nose and thin, cast-free lips.
Looking at it so close, Yan Nian realized that he seemed to be cutting his hair, and the shovel on both sides were short, and the bangs on his forehead were broken, slightly fluffy, very lazy and casual, very...good-looking.
"I am leaving."
Putting her shoes on, Jiang Beiyuan straightened up and stood in front of her condescendingly.
Yannian nodded and nodded, "Let's go, if you are late, you won't let in!"
Jiang Beiyuan didn't speak, and walked while speaking, but still motionless.
It seems that he doesn't care if the train will be delayed or the car will leave. He just looks at her and has so many things to say, but he doesn't know where to speak.
As long as he leaned slightly, his thin lips could touch her smooth and full forehead.
In fact, he did the same, and kissed her the forehead.
"happy Birthday!"
After that, I left.
Yannian sat blankly, staring at the man's back.
Straight and slender, like a good quarter moon.
It wasn't until a delicate hand waved in front of her that Yan Nian reluctantly returned.
Ding Baoyi winked at him: "Aren't you chasing him?"