Raise Love-120-"So well behaved, Airy”

The setting sun was gradually swallowed up. It wasn't even seven o'clock in the evening, and the night had already completely fallen. The sound systems and various equipment on the playground were ready, and the green lawn was crowded with students.

When entering the playground, people walked in order. At the entrance, the person in charge randomly distributed a mask to each student who came.

The scope of the entire playground was too large, and it was difficult to clean, so the venue wasn't overly decorated. There were colored lights on, and roses were piled up on both sides of the podium.

The Dancing Youth club led a hot dance to kick off the event. The dry ice created a special stage effect, and several alternating spotlight lights flickered on and off, in a riot of colors.

The whole place became lively and enthusiastic.

The song changed, and it suddenly became Jolin Tsai's "Sun Will Never Set". When the familiar prelude that was engraved in everyone's DNA sounded, someone shouted, "Let's do it together!"

The whole playground started shouting, dancing, and singing along.

When Sydney dragged Aria, who had been carefully dressed up by her, to the playground, the song was already halfway through, and it was the most lively moment.

The two passed through the main entrance of the playground. The person in charge recognized them, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and handed over the masks. Aria got a delicate half - face - covering little fox - style mask.

The person in charge smiled kindly. "Wish you two a good time."

After they walked a bit further, Sydney, worried that Aria would mess up her hairstyle, helped her put on the mask. She couldn't help but pout. "What's this? Does this person in charge distribute masks according to looks?

Aria wanted to turn her head, but Sydney held her still, so she could only talk to her like this. She let out a confused "Hmm" and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Your mask! Come on, do you think I don't know? It's clearly a crown placed among shoddy fake diamonds. The quality difference is too big, right??"

"That's impossible." Aria found it both funny and annoying. "They're all from the same supplier."

Sydney snorted in dissatisfaction. "Humph, don't think I can't guess. The president must have given you special treatment on purpose!"

"Come on, let's go!"

Aria smiled. He didn't have that much free time to do such things. That guy was probably still in the office with his roommates, pondering over some messy things.

And they were still hiding it from her.

However, Aria had seen this many times online and in novels. It seemed that boys always had some little secrets that they couldn't tell.

After putting on the mask, Sydney's show - off nature flared up again. She dragged Aria into the crowd, insisting on dancing together. Aria was dragged around and it took her a long time to coordinate her hands and feet.

Aria didn't know where they got so much energy. They knew every dance and changed their dance moves every time the song changed.

Sydney was even so excited that she took off her padded jacket and threw it to Aria, who was gasping for breath and had given up to be a spectator. She was only wearing a sweatshirt and dancing wildly.

Aria looked at her in admiration and silently wrapped her padded jacket around herself.

Today, Aria was wearing a beige wide - sleeved sweater. The cuffs were slightly tightened at the wrists, and her waist was tied with a belt, forming a beautiful bow. She had a knee - length skirt in a slightly darker color on the bottom, paired with Martin boots, and a cream - colored parka.

This outfit made her look very quiet and gentle.

But... it was cold!

In fact, the skin - colored tights she was wearing were already extra - thickened. Aria's legs were slender and straight, and she could wear anything without worry. This set of clothes would be warm enough for others.

But this girl was extremely afraid of the cold. Even if she wrapped herself up like a ball in winter, she still felt that her teeth were chattering. She had only danced for a while and just managed to feel a little better.

She wanted to continue dancing, but her physical strength couldn't keep up.

Finally, Aria was panting, feeling both funny and helpless.

After nearly an hour of this, they finally entered the next part of the event.

In the middle, Ryder called and asked where she was. Aria looked at her location, walked to a street lamp, and then told him. Ryder then hung up the phone.

A few minutes later, he walked over lazily.

Aria saw his unrestrained figure and raised her arm to wave at him. "Over here."

Ryder lifted his eyelids, stopped in front of her, looked down at the little girl for a couple of seconds, then took his hand out of his pocket, wrapped her hand in his warm palm, and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you cold?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Aria pressed her nose against his neck, feeling the completely different scorching body temperature of the boy compared to a girl. His arms were really warm.

It's not fair.

She mumbled, "A little."

"Your hands are so cold, and it's just a little?" Ryder tilted his head, avoiding the little girl's soft breathing in his arms. He looked down at her. "Don't you know how to wear more clothes?"

... She was already wearing enough.

Aria was wearing a parka and had wrapped Sydney's padded jacket around herself. She was almost round like a ball now.

This was her choosing warmth over style. Many girls wore very little in winter for the sake of looking good, which was really risky. Aria was like that in junior high school.

Then, during her period, she had severe stomachaches, and her periods became more and more irregular. The Chinese medicine doctor diagnosed her with a cold constitution, and she finally gave in.

Now that she was getting older and knew about health preservation and keeping warm, Aria couldn't stand the cold even more. Ryder's straight - man thinking clearly didn't understand that girls loved to look good.

He lowered his head and bit Aria's nose tip.

"..." Aria's eyelashes fluttered. "Why did you bite me?"

"As a punishment."

He said matter - of - factly. "You're my girlfriend. You belong to me. I'll feel bad if you get sick. Remember to wear more clothes next time you go out. Dress as warmly as possible. I don't think you're chubby."

Aria: "..."

Aria: "..."

Why did he have to say such things!

How could a little girl be called chubby? It was the same as saying her legs were short or that she looked ugly when she cried!!

Aria opened her mouth, and before she could say anything to refute, two warm things were stuffed into her hand that was being held and warmed by Ryder. gōΠb.ōγg

She subconsciously looked down.

Two round hand - warmers with a Cinnamoroll pattern on them.

Ryder let go of her, opened his windbreaker, wrapped her in it again, and turned to face away from the wind. He said with a light laugh, "I got these hand - warmers for you. One for each hand. Hold them tight."

Aria forgot to refute him and obediently said, "Oh."

So obedient.

He chuckled, his voice tinged with a hint of hoarseness. "You're so well - behaved, Airy."

Aria blinked, just looking at him.

When he said such things, she didn't know how to respond.

Those almond - shaped eyes were bright and watery.

Ryder lowered his head and pressed his nose against hers, acting like an affectionate cat, rubbing against her affectionately. "I want a kiss."

Aria blinked again.

After a moment, her eyelashes drooped slightly, her cheeks blushing. She responded in an extremely small voice, "Yeah." She said softly, "But don't go too far."

"Okay." He smiled.

Ryder rubbed her nose tip, then his soft and warm lips moved up, gently kissing the mole at the corner of her eye.Subsequently, his palm held the back of her head, and he gently bit her lips.

The kiss landed.

Aria was forced to tilt her head back, feeling his gentle nibbling and pressing, extremely light and soft, like a drizzle.

It fell like a feather, making her heart tingle.

Aria's mind went blank until the man beside her ear laughed, let out a soft sigh, and said in a low voice, "Airy, close your eyes."