The charming Samoyed bravely plays the vicious female supporting role!

Chapter 190 The Meaning of a Kiss

Maybe it was because of the nightmare.

Or maybe it was because he had just been stimulated.

The words that had been kept in my heart were finally spoken out.

In a rather plain tone, like a chat.

It won't scare her, nor will it make her feel oppressed.

It was also the best ending Song Jinmian had anticipated.

Although he said it calmly, Song Jinmian could feel the sharp pain in the palm of his hand hidden under the quilt.

But only in this way can I barely maintain my sanity.

Don't scare her.

Don't scare her.

Don't scare her.

This thought kept repeating in his mind, and Song Jinmian forced a smile.

"Okay, just a few words, don't be scared, go back to bed, you're going to catch a cold soon."

However, Jiang Huanhuan did not move.

She just moved closer to Song Jinmian.

"You're the idiot! And an idiot with a bad memory!"

"Didn't I tell you before? I want to marry you!"

"If I didn't like you, why would I marry you?"

Jiang Huanhuan was really angry and punched Song Jinmian directly.

Without restraining his strength, he even increased his strength due to anger and punched Song Jinmian in the heart.

Song Jinmian immediately let out a painful groan.

"Didn't you say before that I was too young to understand feelings? That's why you asked me to wait!"

"What do you think I've been doing with you all this time? Playing house?!"

"You are the one who fooled me!"

Really, really angry.

Didn't Song Jinmian think of this possibility, or was he so self-righteous and took it for granted that he was completely unaware of her thoughts!

"Song Jinmian is a scumbag who plays with people's feelings. His crime is unforgivable!"

"I've been proving it for so long, and you haven't noticed it at all!"

Jiang Huanhuan was still complaining, but the next moment she was held in his arms.

Song Jinmian was very strong and held Jiang Huanhuan in his arms.

Jiang Huanhuan could even feel her hands on her back trembling.

But Jiang Huanhuan, curled up in Song Jinmian's arms, did not feel any pain.

Song Jinmian used all his strength on himself.

He leaned on Jiang Huanhuan's shoulder, and the lips he had just kissed brushed against Jiang Huanhuan's earlobe.

"sorry Sorry……"

The warm breath sprayed on Jiang Huanhuan's neck, causing her black hair to sway slightly and brush against her collarbone.

Jiang Huanhuan twisted her neck and felt a severe itch.

But at this moment, Jiang Huanhuan still endured it.

She realized that Song Jinmian was not in the right state, like a drowning person holding onto a life-saving piece of driftwood.

She raised her hand to hug Song Jinmian back, then let go and stroked Song Jinmian's back.

Jiang Huanhuan muttered, "Alright, alright, how come you're always the one who gets offended, and yet you end up looking more like the victim than me?"

She pulled the corner of Song Jinmian's clothes in dissatisfaction and played with it between her fingertips.

I'm a little angry at my own soft-heartedness.

Every time my conscience hurt, I realized that it was all Song Jinmian who started it.

"Bad guy!" Jiang Huanhuan couldn't help but hit his shoulder again.

"It's my fault." Song Jinmian apologized sincerely, "I won't do it again."

Jiang Huanhuan snorted coldly, "Humph, words are not enough, you have to do it!"

At this moment, no matter what excessive demands Jiang Huanhuan made, Song Jinmian would agree.

The treasure that I had been so anxious to gain and lose was finally in my arms.

Song Jinmian lowered his head and kissed her hair.

The huge surprise almost overwhelmed him.

Keep him in uncertainty for a long time.

——Are you really not dreaming?

——Is he really so lucky?

But the severe pain told him that it was all real.

Song Jinmian is well aware of his own paranoia.

Once you decide on something, you will never let it go, even if the people and things have changed in the end.

He didn't want to affect Jiang Huanhuan.

But he didn't expect that the bright moon would have mercy on him.

Jiang Huanhuan was held by Song Jinmian for more than ten minutes.

She felt that she was really very patient.

Initially, it was to calm him down, but even after Song Jinmian stopped shaking, he still wanted to hold her.

But his embrace was quite comfortable, with a faint scent of bamboo leaves and a very high temperature.

She wrapped herself in a quilt and lay in Song Jinmian's arms, sleepiness rushing over her.

Jiang Huanhuan simply buried her head in his chest and rested.

It was not until she was drowsy that Jiang Huanhuan heard Song Jinmian's voice.

It was very soft. If they weren't the only two people in the ward and it wasn't extremely quiet, Jiang Huanhuan wouldn't have been able to hear it at all.

"Really?" he said.

Jiang Huanhuan was so sleepy that she could barely open her eyes. "What's the problem?"

Song Jinmian said: "I am a disabled person, I am afraid that you will be laughed at..."

Jiang Huanhuan covered her ears and protested loudly, "You're so annoying! Did I just find out about your leg problems today? Song Fanfan!"

None of the words spoken today were what she liked to hear!

Song Jinmian is so annoying today!

Jiang Huanhuan was thinking angrily, and suddenly thought of something.

The question that just puzzled me has been answered again!

She raised her head: "I know why they are so keen on kissing!"

Song Jinmian was puzzled: "What?"

Jiang Huanhuan: "Because this way I don't have to listen to annoying words!"

What's the point of kissing on the mouth!

That's certainly the case.

Jiang Huanhuan felt like she had discovered a new world.

However, the next moment, Jiang Huanhuan's head was held up.

"Sometimes I don't know if you did it on purpose." Song Jinmian said with a smile.

His smile at this moment was not at all gloomy, but full of sweetness, so beautiful that Jiang Huanhuan couldn't take her eyes off him.

"What?" she murmured.

Song Jinmian didn't explain, he just leaned over and gave her a kiss.

Different from Jiang Huanhuan's light touch, it was a quick and clean touch.

Song Jinmian's kiss was a very slow peck.

——Hair.

Jiang Huanhuan could feel Song Jinmian's eyes were always on her.

With a pious and cherishing attitude.

Song Jinmian only had eyes for her.

——corner of the eye.

Her mind was also drawn in, and her consciousness became blurred.

Where to kiss next?

Is this the end?

--cheek.

With every kiss, her heartbeat began to race nervously again… This feeling was so strange.

But every time Song Jinmian left, Jiang Huanhuan always felt like she hadn't left enough.

——Corner of lips.

In the end, the distance between the two was extremely close.

Jiang Huanhuan followed his gaze, and the two looked at each other closely.

has it ended?

Jiang Huanhuan was having trouble breathing...Has the oxygen in this room been drained?

Song Jinmian chuckled and gently brushed the corner of his lips with the tip of his thumb.

Then he lowered his head again.

——Lips.

It feels different from before.

It was obviously just a touch of lips.

But this time...she smelled of strawberries.