Chapter 1725 Sweet New Year (1)

"Found you, fool."

The warm white jade hand gently tapped the little green seedling hiding under the tree root, with a soft voice and a gentle smile.

He was laughing, and his pure white and warm clothes fell to the ground, his movements were always very gentle.

It's like the misty hot tea in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the warmth is directly transmitted from the fingertips to the heart.

Warm and soft, delicate and careful.

The deception that took so much effort seemed to be of no use to him.

No matter where she hides, he can always find her the first time, hiding a smile.

After being discovered, the little green seedling under the root of the peach tree withered all of a sudden.

Transformed suddenly, the gorgeous red dress with fire appeared.

On the delicate and slender ankles, the bells tied with red ropes rang crisply, almost bustling the peach forest.

The coquettish red light dissipated in mid-air, and the enchantress who was raised so delicately was very unhappy.

As if she had no bones, she fell into the arms of the warm and beautiful god.

Encircled him, arched his head inwardly, humming softly like a cat.

"Not fun, this game is not fun at all."

"Why can you find me every time?"

She complained and acted like a baby in his arms to show her dissatisfaction.

The gentle and good-tempered **** raised his lips and nodded her forehead with a light smile.

"Anyway, you lost, Si Si."

If you lose, you will be punished.

She buried herself in his arms, muffled her voice, and didn't speak.

pretend to be deaf and dumb.

"Si Si?"

He patted her shoulder lightly, and there was always an endless gentle smile hidden in his clear and warm voice.

It seems that he will never be angry with her, and will always indulge her.

"..." The villain who was buried in his arms and was eating tofu, grudgingly hummed.

When he saw it, he took the ground, let go of him, and stood up straight.

Pouting red lips, looking at the ground, there are four words written on her beautiful face

I,

No,

sweet,

Heart.

He laughed again, very lightly.

The gentle god, even when he smiles is warm, deep and slow, and has hidden magnetism.

Like the sun shining on the face, there is a kind of excessive warmth, which makes people's cheeks feel hot.

The tips of the ears are also a little dry.

"..." The depressed man raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Facing his purple eyes that were always so gentle and watery, with a deep smile hidden, she was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, as if being burned again, he touched his ear.

Cheeks are also a little red.

"No... stop laughing."

She was a little ashamed, and even became angry from embarrassment.

"Do not laugh!"

She stood on tiptoe and covered him.

As a result, the movement was too violent, and her center of gravity was unstable.

"Eh-"

The gentle, snow-colored **** caught her firmly again, and put the warm hand on her waist restrainedly and politely.

"...Be careful." He protected her with a helpless smile.

The snow-coloured clothes covered her, filled with his soft breath.

It was like, he was kissing her.

The heartless goblin looked at him without saying a word.

Suddenly, it became quiet.

There is a kind of excessive quietness.

"What's wrong?"

The delicate and gentle **** can always feel that something is wrong with her emotions at the first time.

The hand on her waist loosened slightly, and then gently patted her back, gently, as if coaxing a child.

"Tired hands and don't want to copy?"

"Then I won't copy today, and the punishment will be moved to tomorrow, okay?"

(end of this chapter)