The throbbing that a young man should have

Lu Zheng was riding on his horse, thinking of Gu Xin the entire time. He had imagined many scenes of them meeting again, but this was the only one he had never imagined.

In this cold winter, Xinxin, dressed in red, ran out of the city gate like a ball of fire, burning the cold wind into a hot wind, warming his heart.

The little girl was a little taller than the last time they met, the meat on her face seemed to have decreased a little, and her hair seemed to have grown a little longer.

He hadn't seen Xinxin dressed up as a pretty girl for a long time.

The horse galloped faster, and when he was close to the little girl, he pulled the reins and got off the horse.

She stretched out her hands and smiled.

"Brother Yuanyuan!" Gu Xin sprinted towards Lu Zheng and jumped up when she was near him.

Lu Zheng caught it and put his hands under Gu Xin's armpits, hugging her as he spun around.