Chapter 1557 Except Wushan Is Not a Cloud 108

The tip of the little girl's hair was slightly curled, and he gently smoothed it down behind her rosy and small ears with his hand.

Wen Momo blinked her eyelashes twice, then lowered her head, not daring to look into Jing Ling's eyes at all, but could clearly feel the warmth of his fingertips, caressing her cheek inadvertently, very Comfortable touch.

So much so that the moment he withdrew his hand and went back, before Wen Momo had time to react, she stretched out her small hand unconsciously and grabbed Jing Ling's retracted hand.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Even Jingling himself didn't expect that Wen Momo would suddenly grab his hand, and he raised his eyes to look at her.

But he didn't know that after boldly grabbing his hand, Wen Momo was instantly scared, but she held his hand in a daze, more or less at a loss, then she raised her head and saw Jing Ling was also watching her, and Wen Momo felt even more guilty for no reason, so she quickly let go of her hand, averted her eyes, and apologized to Jing Ling in a low voice: "I'm sorry, brother..."

Jing Ling stared at her, but didn't intend to just let her go, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you grab my hand?"

Wen Momo even lowered her head, not daring to look at him, "I didn't mean to..."

"Then why."

"I just... want to touch... my brother's hand..." After Wen Momo said this, her face turned even more blushing. Before that, she couldn't believe that she would be so presumptuous Shameless again...

Actually... actually shamelessly touched my brother's hand...

Will brother Jingling be very angry, will he stop playing with her, will he not want to go out with her tomorrow...

Wen Momo thought wildly for a while, and the more she thought about it, the more nervous she became.

Because of this, she finally couldn't help raising her head to see Jing Ling's expression, but seeing Jing Ling's indifferent expression as always, she couldn't tell if she was angry, but at the moment of her doubts, Jing Ling stretched out his hand Gently held her little hand.

Jingling's hands are very slender, and the lines and proportions of her hands are perfect, just enough to hold her little hand in the palm of her hand.

Jing Ling's voice was indifferent, and no emotional ups and downs could be heard, but Wen Momo was stunned by what she said: "Isn't it enough after holding him for a day?"

Wen Momo felt her heart beating and jumping, her whole heart was about to jump out, her little face was flushed, she didn't know where her courage was, it just swelled up, her lips muttered: "No, enough."

After she finished speaking, Jing Ling tightened her grip on her hand, and the warm temperature pressed against her little palm, that kind of warmth seemed to spread to the tip of her heart, leaving Wen Momo helpless. A hopeless craving for such warmth.

But immediately after, she heard Jing Ling say indifferently: "That can't be done anymore."

After finishing speaking, Jing Ling let go of Wen Momo's little hand.

And Wen Momo was obviously feeling a little bit disappointed in her heart, but just as her little hand was released, Wen Momo heard Jingling say again: "We can only hold hands tomorrow."

Wen Momo raised her head all of a sudden, her beautiful eyes became even brighter, she looked at Jingling so brightly, nodded vigorously, and smiled happily at Jingling.

Really happy, happy!