Chapter 858: Back to the initial encounter 219

Ji Xubai suddenly reached over, and when the cold fingertip touched her neck, Wen Zhi was so trembled, and her face was slightly blushing, so she looked at him. Ji Xubai only helped her to pick the fur collar. , said with a small anger: "Do not let others see the hickey."
Wen Zhi listened, and thought of the intense hot kiss, the cheeks were redder.
At that moment, the wind and the wind gently came over, with a little coolness, and the hair inadvertently passed over the corner of the eye.
She looked down at his hand and her eyes turned gently. Before she passed the brain, she reached out and gently grabbed his finger.
Grabbed for a while, then looked up and grinned at him.
A shallow smile, and a little white snow on the eyelashes.
It is fascinating.
"Ji Xubai, will you always be like this?"
She leaned over to the wheelchair and looked up at him, looking up.
Ji Xubai looked at Wen Zhizhi’s shallow smile on him. I don’t know why, my heart was filled with a very strange feeling.
He knows how much he likes the person in front of him, and at least that moment comes to his heart, the sweetness of the unprecedented.
Wen Zhi is so sweet.
He has never seen such a sweet smile like Wen Zhi.
He never knew... Wen knows that he can smile so sweetly.
So, watching her smile at herself, for a long time, for a long time, she slowly replied: "I always like you? I have always been, I really like you."
"You won't change?"
"will not."
"If so, I don't believe you."
"I still like you."
Wen Zhizhi looked at him and smiled, let go of his hand and stood up.
"Knowing it..." Ji Xubai gently grabbed her hand and wanted to see her laughing again, but Wen Zhi has slowly condensed her expression and looked at him.
Ji Xubai looked at her very directly, and looked like a frank and fond: "You just laughed."
"...I am not laughing for the first time."
"It was the first time I laughed at me." Ji Xubai wants to add a play to himself. "I know that I only laughed at me like this."
Wen Zhizhi: "...you can really think."
The words are like this, but they are pushing him to the side of the path.
"We know, let's push a snowman."
"...Ji Taifu is how old you are."
Ji Taifu is serious: "Year twenty-six."
"So I still have a snowman?"
"Heap."
"..."
Therefore, Wen Zhizhi finally relied on his intentions, took him to the vast snow, and blinked for a while, turned back and asked someone sitting in a wheelchair, confused: "How? Snowman?"
Wen Zhi has never played such a naive thing since he was a child.
Sure enough, Ji Xubai heard that Wen Zhi would not make a snowman, and he said with a disappointment: "Wen Wen knows that your childhood can be said to be quite boring."
Wen Zhi had a look at him without any expression. Ji Xubai suddenly changed his tone: "It means that you are committed to learning and you are a good boy."
"...How is it piled up?"
Ji Xubai looked at Wen Zhi and smiled. It was an open mouth to teach her how to make a snowman.
The cold hurricane slammed over, and the winter sun tilted to the west a little bit, faintly faintly shining on the snow.
Wen Zhizhi was building a snowman on the snow. Behind her, someone was sitting in a wheelchair and pointing to the mountains.
"When I know, why have you lost my little snowman's eyes?"
"Where are you looking for your eyes?"