Chapter 177 This is love

Zhou Jiantong lowered her head and glanced at Ye Feng with the corners of her eyes. Seeing the serious expression on his face at this moment, as if he was holding a baby worth playing with in his hand. The crimson blush on his face slowly extended to his ears, and the cheeks on both sides seemed to be roasted by fire, spreading layer by layer, even The neck is red, and there is a layer of red dots!

As Zhou Jiantong said, although Ye Feng's movements looked very serious, a different emotion rose in his heart for no reason. His fingertips touched the tender skin on Zhou Jiantong's smooth calf, like a freshly made jelly milkshake, but the warm touch made his heart tremble slightly and couldn't help but I looked at it carefully.

The round arc of the calf extends to the ankle, and then rises slightly. Wearing a pair of canvas shoes on the feet, pink socks with lace edges wrap the pink feet, and there is no flaw on the white and tender skin. It is gently touched as smooth as silk, which makes people unable to put it down.

Ye Feng suddenly had an impulse to take off Zhou Jiantong's shoes and socks and carefully appreciate her pearly little feet. Although he had seen it before and even touched it once with his hand, after all, the relationship between the two people at that time did not want to be so ambiguous now, and the middle was more full of Zhou Jian Tong's thinking about his "stinky hooligan" was fixed. At that time, it can be said that Ye Feng was completely taking advantage of others.

Of course, there is also the intention of taking advantage now, but for Zhou Jiantong, such physical contact is still within her acceptance. For a simple and innocent person like Zhou Jiantong, a girl's body cannot be touched by men, especially the lower body, but Ye Feng in her eyes at this moment, it seems It has been beyond that limit and has become a specific exception. It seems that the relationship between two people has long exceeded the restrictions of ordinary male and female friends and become a special man who can hold hands and even kiss each other. She probably doesn't know how to change the name between them, but it is true that she can It is enough to feel that their distance is so close that they can touch each other's bodies without feeling so vulgar.

On the contrary, when Ye Feng's fingers touched her exposed calf, her instinctive resistance was too weak to take all the courage to refuse the contact of those hands. While she felt incredible about her strange psychological change, she also had a different feeling in her heart. As it rises, it is like a budding flower bone in the bottom of the heart. Under the wonderful contact at this moment, it blooms, and the heart seems to be occupied and filled by something that is needless but clearly can be felt, until it is so full that it can't stop this feeling from spreading to every cell in the body.

Men and women who have never experienced love are at a loss about this kind of emotion that rises for no reason. Maybe they really understand that this is a feeling of love between men and women, but they don't know how to deal with it, just like Zhou Jiantong, who is shy and timid at this moment, is avoiding Ye Feng's inadvertent eyes. God, after covering up the focus of his eyes in panic, had an inexplicable panic in his heart.

Dare not dare to peek at Ye Feng, who sat next to him and rubbed her sour calf with her fingers very rhythmically. She only dared to look at the river farther away. At the end of her eyes, she looked at the river in a daze, but her mind had become chaotic. Even she herself did not know it. What on earth is she thinking?

The sparkling water is rippled with starry lights, and the bright light passes through Zhou Jiantong's dark eyes. Her eyes are like black gems emitting dazzling eyes in the dark, with a thrilling beauty.

"Okay! Change the other leg!" Zhou Jiantong was thinking about what seemed to make her have no clue. Hearing Ye Feng's voice, she hurriedly broke her calf out of Ye Feng's palm, but the other leg struggled to move aside.

The calf after being rubbed by Ye Feng has completely lost the unbearable soreness, but even if the soreness of the other leg has been slightly reduced, she still maintains the original posture at this moment. That feeling has not completely disappeared, but how can she take the initiative to make the girl the least Being able to touch a certain part and send it to others will make her feel even more ashamed.

"No!" Zhou Jiantong's voice was so low that Ye Feng could only hear it with her ears up. Her tone trembled faintly. I don't know if it was because of the shameful scene just now or to hear Ye Feng say that she wanted to stretch out her other leg.

Seeing the reserved and shy expression on Zhou Jiantong's face, Ye Feng laughed happily. Facing such a pure girl like a piece of white paper, Ye Feng also restrained his previous cynical mentality, stood up and walked to the opposite side of Zhou Jiantong, squatted down on the steps below, and then light Zhou Jiantong's other leg. Lift it gently and put it on his knee.

Zhou Jiantong's expression on her face was a little painful. Of course, it was not because of the pain, but because of the feeling of paralysis that was particularly strong when her legs suddenly moved. She didn't have time to stop it. Ye Feng had raised her leg and pressed and kneaded it on her calf with the same way just now. The strong sourness The feeling of numbness seemed to be suddenly suppressed, which made her feel that her whole body suddenly relaxed, and her tight body was slightly relaxed. She put her calf on Ye Feng's knee and watched his clean and slender fingers beating on her round and smooth calf, as if she were performing a classic and beautiful song.

His hands are so beautiful! This was the first thought in Zhou Jiantong's mind when he saw Ye Feng's finger, but then he was strangled by her in a panic. He was obviously taken advantage of by him. Why didn't he feel ashamed and praise his salted pig hands who were doing something wrong?

Zhou Jiantong was ashamed to drill her head into the quilt so that no one could see her, including herself, but this is the embankment. Although it was night, the light of the street lamp could still shine here. She was afraid of being seen by Ye Feng, so she hurriedly turned her head aside and didn't look at her fingertips brushing her calf skin at this moment. The wonderfully excited hands.

"Is it better?" Ye Feng raised her head and looked at Zhou Jiantong's side face. There were a few strands of black silk brushing with the river wind, and her white neck came out, revealing the smooth skin inside, with a faint blush. Even her small and delicate ear seemed to be congested, with a transparent bright red.

"Ah?" Zhou Jiantong suddenly woke up. Half of her thoughts were suddenly disturbed, like a little girl who suddenly realized that she had done something wrong but was peeked at by others for a long time. She opened her little mouth slightly and looked at Ye Feng's face in astonishment.

For the first time to look at a boy's face so close, Zhou Jiantong felt a little flustered. She wanted to turn her head, but suddenly found that in the dim yellow light, there was a wound on Ye Feng's handsome cheek that made her feel shocked, with a trace of dry blood on it, but it was obvious It hasn't been treated yet, just simply wiped off the blood stains nearby.

"What's wrong with your face?" Zhou Jiantong subconsciously stretched out her hand, but stopped in mid-air. She didn't dare to touch Ye Feng's cheek, but retreated in panic, with a little shyness on her face and asked nervously.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned and remembered that when she was fighting with A Kun on the top of the mountain, her beautiful face was scratched by the other party, but the wound was not big. After that, she casually wiped it with a paper towel and wanted to deal with it when she came back, but she didn't expect to meet Zhou Jiantong on the river embankment. I forgot it completely, but now it is seen by Zhou Jiantong at a glance.

Seeing Zhou Jiantong's little hand stretching out and hiding shyly, Ye Feng couldn't help but be happy. Does this mean that she cares about herself and her face very much?

"I'm fine!" Ye Feng suppressed his inner excitement and said calmly, so that he could show that his man didn't care about this little injury at all.

"There is alcohol at home, go and wipe it, or you will get infected!" Zhou Jiantong looked very careful. Seeing the wound on Ye Feng's face, she had an impulse to wipe him. Of course, she called this throbbing mood a pleasure to help others!

"Why do you suddenly care so much about me?" After all, Ye Feng couldn't help teasing Zhou Jiantong. Although he has no vulgar bad taste, seeing Zhou Jiantong blushing and shyness will make him feel an unprecedented happiness. Of course, it is not the kind of happiness based on other people's pain. He can learn from Zhou Jiantong's shy expression and slightly urgent words. In his words, feeling her true care, he knew that the girl's performance often showed that he had occupied an important position in her heart.

"Ah...I...what does it have to do with you?" Why didn't Zhou Jiantong think that Ye Feng was a cynical hooligan and suddenly talked to him in such a caring tone, didn't it make him feel that he had fallen to the point where he cared about him most?

Ye Feng smiled, suddenly stretched out her hand, pulled out Zhou Jiantong's little hand that she had just wanted to hide behind her, and then held it tightly in the palm of her hand, feeling the softness and delicateness of her fingertips, and her heart was extremely happy.

Zhou Jiantong panicked, with a panicked expression on her face and was a little at a loss. She wanted to withdraw her hand, but found that Ye Feng was very tight and there was no possibility of breaking away. "What are you doing? Suddenly playing hooligans to others again?"

This sentence should have been a question, and the tone must be stronger to express the anger in my heart, but when Zhou Jiantong said it, the taste was completely different from what he imagined, and there was a trace of coquettish meaning in it!

"Let's go! Go home and apply the medicine!" Ye Feng pulled Zhou Jiantong up, walked up the embankment together, and walked into the alley.

Zhou Jiantong was pulled by Ye Feng's little hand. She was half a step behind and followed closely. I don't know if it was too shy because of the dark. She just lowered her head and didn't say anything all the way until she felt that her fingers were pinched a little, so she hesitated and said, "My hands hurt so much!"

"..." Ye Feng broke out in a cold sweat. Just now, he only brushed his sleeves after worrying about being thrown away by a girl and scolding a hooligan. Unexpectedly, he hurriedly loosened a little, and then crossed five fingers into Zhou Jiantong's fingers, gently held it, and then stopped for a while until Zhou Jiantong. When he was side by side, he took a cheerful step and walked forward happily.