The winter landscape is pale and desolate, especially when it snows.

When Song Yuan was about to leave, it was snowing outside, and Yin Ci stood beside her with an umbrella, "Do you want me to send you back?"

"No, I can take a taxi back. Song Yuan said.

"No parking is allowed here. Yin Ci handed the umbrella to Song Yuan, "You can go out of the commercial street and take a taxi." ”

Song Kite did not accept his umbrella.

"So cautious? Jian Feng may not know about the fact that you came to see me. Even if he doesn't know now, with his character, he will inquire about it. Yin Ci thought for a moment, "You don't need to deliberately hide anything, he can guess that you are inquiring about him, and in the same way, he can guess what I will say to you." ”

Song Yuan sighed softly, "It's one thing to be able to guess, but choosing to hide it is sometimes a kind of respect in the relationship." ”

This is something that Yin Ci doesn't understand.

"Does Dean Yin think I'm smart?" Song Yuan asked suddenly.

"Pretty smart. Yin Ci thought to himself that Song Yuan was worthy of being a literary and artistic worker, with a lot of things in his head all day long, active thinking, and strong receptivity.

"Jian Feng also thinks I'm smart. After Song Yuan left such a sentence, he pulled his collar and walked out.

Yin Ci watched her figure gradually disappear into the snow, and she didn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Jian Feng also thought she was very smart. As Yin Ci said, Jian Feng could guess that the people Song Yuan had recently contacted might know all kinds of news, whether it was beneficial or unfavorable to him. Although Jian Feng is a little emotionally sluggish, his IQ is far above average. There are often some tacit things between Jian Feng and Song Yuan that they both understand each other, and some things don't need to be said directly...... This is a kind of emotional respect that Song Kite gives to Jian Feng.

When the taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, the snow was already heavier, and Song Yuan hurriedly ran home with the snowflakes. As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw Jian Feng standing in the living room.

"Where have you been?" Jian Feng saw that she was covered with snowflakes, and his brows furrowed suddenly, but before he could step forward to pat off the snowflakes on her, Song Yuan had already stumbled into his arms, Jian Feng was caught off guard and hugged her and took half a step back, the words that were about to be said were taken back, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yuan hugged his waist and rubbed his head against his chest, "Not much." ”

She buried herself in his chest, her voice was muffled, Jian Feng didn't know if she was in a bad mood or simply suppressed her voice, he raised his hand to gently brush the snowflakes from her hair, and dipped his hand in water, "You're going to catch a cold like this." "It's too hot inside the house, it's too cold outside, he thought.

Song Kite hugged him and didn't speak, and after feeling that his body was a little warmer for a while, he raised his head to look at him.

"Do what?" Jian Feng looked into her eyes, feeling her patience keep improving.

Song Yuan couldn't tell what she wanted to do, she just felt that all the hesitation and coldness on the way back slowly disappeared after seeing him. After listening to so many stories today, it is impossible to say that there are no waves in my heart, but Song Yuan can't tell what the waves in my heart caused and what to do in the future.

She was sure of only one thing, and that was that she would not turn off the man in front of her because of what he had experienced in the dark, and she would not abandon him because he might be the enemy of the whole world. No matter what he did to others, to her, he would always be that kind and considerate Dr. Jane.

This is perhaps one of the few things in his life that he can choose for himself.

Song Kite reached out and hooked his neck, tiptoeing to kiss his warm lips. Her Dr. Jane was stunned for a while, until she was a little tired from standing, and then he grabbed her waist and pressed her to the sofa next to her, deepening the kiss. The snowflakes melted from her hair and collar, and the mint breath on Jian Feng's body suppressed the chill after the ice and snow melted, which made her feel a little emotional.

Song Yuan rarely takes the initiative in intimate matters, but this time she rarely wants to touch something. The fingers that had not yet returned to their normal temperature were burning when they were pressed against his skin, and she felt that she was really not afraid of death, and she teased him at such a time.

This is the first time Song Yuan has woken up in Jian Feng's room, her whole body is sore, she feels that the muscles and bones in her body are broken, and she doesn't want to move her fingers, but her body has a strange sense of satisfaction. After opening his eyes and looking around, but not seeing another person in the room, Song Yuan just wanted to close his eyes and continue to sleep. Jian Feng's bed is not soft, but the sheets and quilt are heavy ink-colored satin, which will give people a strong sense of sinking, Song Yuan feels that the main reason why he can sleep peacefully on his bed should be that this room is full of the smell of Jian Feng, the light and clean mint fragrance, although it is not warm or even a little cold, but it is very secure.

Song Kite was woken up, and she struggled to slap the hand that was shaking in front of her.

"You're awake. He said.

"I'm not awake, I'm going to keep sleeping. Song Yuan was sure that he couldn't kick her out, so he buried his face in the quilt and continued to sleep.

"Eat something. ”

Song Kite didn't squeak.

"Get up and get something to eat. He sighed softly, "You've been sleeping for almost a day." ”

"Why did I sleep for almost a day, I hope you have a point in your heart. ”

"I'm sorry about that. ”

Song Kite heard his apology, and then was pulled out of the warm bed, and she looked dissatisfied.

"Eat something. ”

Song Yuan looked at his eyes that would not give up until he reached his goal, and finally chose to compromise.

I have to say that after eating something, Song Yuan felt that she was a lot more energetic, and the feeling of waking up before disappeared completely, which made her wonder if Jian Feng had put some refreshing herbs in the porridge.

"What's wrong?" Jane Wind blew her nose.

"I think the porridge you cooked is delicious. ”

Jian Feng smiled, "That's because you're too hungry." ”

"Oh. ”

At this time, Song Yuan was so well-behaved, and Jian Feng was confused for a while how many sides this woman had that he didn't know. He actually didn't expect to have a relationship with Song Kite, and until yesterday, he had always thought that the love between the two of them was an ice floe on the water, full of uncertainty. To her, he may be a kind of dependence and yearning, and she is a kind of comfort and redemption to him.

He wasn't sure how close the relationship should be with lovers and love, but based on his life experience...... Sex is indeed the main form of expression.

He had lust for her, and he couldn't deny it.