Actor Gao Leng, you are blushing again

Chapter 16

Leng Feiran looked at the tower, was silent for a while, and then nodded.

In this way, Su Qiao and Leng Feiran went to the tower.

You need to buy a ticket to go up the tower. When buying a ticket, the conductor speaks Icelandic.

Su Qiao was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, Leng Feiran spoke to the conductor, speaking fluent Icelandic.

Su Qiao waited for Leng Feiran to successfully buy the ticket, and asked suspiciously: "God, why didn't you say you can speak Icelandic?"

Leng Feiran: "You never asked me."

Su Qiao:? ? ?
She blinked in shock, then dismissed the incident indifferently.

After a while, Su Qiao and Leng Feiran took the elevator to the top floor of the tower, overlooking the entire city of Reykjavik.

January in Iceland is full of snow and ice.

The urban area of ​​Reykjavik is covered with a layer of snow, and it looks clean and beautiful at a glance, like a fairyland.

Su Qiao carefully looked at the boundless scenery in front of her, and slowly calmed down her hyperactive heart.

When she lowered her eyes, she realized that her backpack was still in Leng Feiran's hands.

"God, is my backpack heavy?"

As Su Qiao asked, she wanted to reach out to take her backpack.

When Leng Feiran raised his hand, he was extremely fair, like a white jade that had been perfectly carved.

Su Qiao carefully staggered Leng Feiran's perfect hands, took her own backpack, and held it in her arms.

"I'll count how much money we made just now." After finishing speaking, she began to count the money excitedly.

Su Qiao was counting the money, and suddenly saw the scarf in her backpack.

God hasn't worn a scarf yet...

Thinking of this, Su Qiao took out the scarf and handed it to Leng Feiran: "God, are you really not cold? Do you want to wear a scarf?"

Leng Feiran looked down at the scarf in Su Qiao's hand, inexplicably recalling what Su Qiao said before.

"God, it must be cold on the streets of Iceland, do you want to wear a scarf?"

"Don't surround it, don't surround it if you don't surround it."

When he rejected her, she looked obviously a little sad.

After thinking about it, Leng Feiran shook his head at Su Qiao expressionlessly, quietly watching the boundless beauty in front of him.

Su Qiao was rejected again, and was about to put the scarf into her backpack sadly, but at this moment a hand stretched out beside her and took the scarf away.

That hand was so cold.

At this moment, the fingertips of the two unexpectedly touched together.

Su Qiao noticed that Leng Feiran's fingertips were slightly cold, which made her unconscious and her mind went blank.

In order to divert the thoughts in her heart, she rolled her eyes and watched Leng Feiran tie the scarf.

The man first put a pure black scarf around his neck, and wrapped it clumsily three times.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be dissatisfied, so he untied the scarf and tied it again.

This time, the man only circled it once, and then tied the scarf in a knot.

At this moment, the always cold and abstinent man was tying his scarf with a focused expression, as if he was doing something extremely important.

Simply, it was so cute that it exploded.

At this time, the cold air in Iceland seemed to be torn open by the warm wind.

The warm wind gently brushed towards Su Qiao, making Su Qiao feel hot all over, so hot that she almost thought she was going to have a nosebleed again.

So, Su Qiao immediately touched her nose with her hand.

Seeing that she didn't have a nosebleed, she pinched her nose and said in a low voice, "God, the way you tie the scarf is so cute."

Leng Feiran's hands, which were still arranging the scarf, froze, he stopped his movements, looked at Su Qiao for a while, and then strode to take the elevator.

Su Qiao froze for a moment, then shouted and followed.

"Hahaha! God, wait for me!"

Hearing these words, Leng Feiran quickened his pace and entered the elevator in a short while.

(End of this chapter)