Four Seasons Hotel.

Christmas is coming. Yizhen looked at the dusty snow outside the window, and felt that a town with a unique style like York was still quite suitable for Christmas. Not so high-profile and lively.

In previous years, Christmas was really spent with Liang Xi, and I was really not used to being separated for the first time. This Christmas Liang Xi and Xue Zimo went to Hokkaido, and Liang Xi always had an inseparable feeling for soaking in hot springs on snowy days.

Yizhen held the bean sprouts, put the hot cocoa in his hand, and sat with Bai Ge'er and waited for the night embers to come back. Last time, he promised her that as soon as Aiwen's cooperation was approved, he would take Yizhen out for Christmas.

In order to have a happy Christmas and avoid the unpleasantness of the last time. Yizhen went deep into the simple out, and buried himself in the camp all day long and worked hard in the small black room.

This startled Nightash. It seems that the last trip to Italy left a strong psychological shadow on the child. I was really worried that she would die suddenly. Young Master Ye couldn't see it, so he still contacted the design consultant.

It's really the kind of person who usually hangs his children and is in a hurry when he arrives. Seeing that the fire was burning his eyebrows, he let go of the two of them, so the burden of life fell on the young master of the night.

Yizhen revised the design drawings at night, and at dawn the next day, he wore clothes and hats without combing his head and face, and covered his whole body like a black thief, and he took the design drawings to harass the design consultant.

On the day the design was completed, the design consultant had a look of joy on his face. I really think she will probably never want to work with her again. Because she often writes a large paragraph of the revision plan in the middle of the night, and then harasses her email, the design consultant pulls her hair and changes it again and again.

I've never seen such a cheeky little girl. That's what the design consultant must have thought. But the person is the boss's girlfriend, and she doesn't dare not do her best. In short, this little girl named Yizhen left an indelible shadow on her heart.

The final design of the gown was finalized in the Mexican flamenco style, with a large layered skirt and small suspendrons in chiffon. Of course, Fu Yuanyuan also gave a lot of professional suggestions in the intermediate process, and the finished product effect is still amazing.

After all this, Yizhen stood up in bed for a day's corpse. Because he didn't take a bath for three days, he was seriously disgusted by the young master of the night, and was finally ruthlessly thrown into the bathtub.

Now, the radiant Yizhen is wearing fluffy pajamas, holding hot cocoa and sitting in front of the window, watching the snow fluttering in the street lamp, which is very sentimental in literary films. She felt like she was human again.

Bai Ge'er looked at the snow scene outside the window, and there were all kinds of nuts in the small plate in his hand. He picked one up and put it in his mouth and asked Yizhen, "Sister Xiaozhen, what is Christmas?"

"Don't you know Christmas?" Yizhen looked at Bai Ge'er and explained: "Christmas is a foreigner's holiday, just like our Spring Festival. ”

"Why do we have a foreigner's festival?" Bai Ge'er brinkled his face: "Isn't our festival bad?"

Yizhen said: "Anyway, I think there are two good things about foreigners' festivals, one is to be lively, and the other is not to work. ”

"As long as you don't have to work, you can eat and sleep, you can do anything. Ember closed the door, took off her scarf and shook off the snow.

Yizhen grimaced at the night embers, and he smiled, "Do you want to go to the small tea room downstairs for a snack?" ”

Yizhen's eyes lit up, put down the coco in his hand, and rushed back to the house to change clothes.

The hair was tied in a ponytail, the length was not enough, and Yizhen gestured in front of the mirror for a long time, curled his hair, and tied a princess's head. Her hairline is very round, and it is more playful and cute to tie her hair like this.

But in fact, she likes the flowery hairline, which makes her face look very linear, and she is thin and shapely. This rounded hairline sometimes looks like a tiger's head, and cute girls prefer this style.

"Can we hurry up? You're grinding and chirping when you get dressed. Nightash walked over suspiciously, looked at the person in the mirror, felt a little weird, and patted Yizhen on the shoulder: "Evil?"

"Do you feel that my face is round?" Yizhen pinched his face, a little baby fat: "In the future, if you give birth to a child, you will gain weight, and then this face will become a dough - will it become a Maitreya Buddha? Young master, do you say I should go to have my teeth extracted." ”

"Are you okay, why are you thinking about extracting your teeth again?" Ye Ember was a little impatient, and he really touched his face, immersed himself in his own world, and continued to say: "I think Fu Yuanyuan's face is very good-looking." ”

"It's not for you to look good, the big eyes and small nose squeeze that face, like a monkey. The night embers beat it really well: "Hurry up!"

"I know, I know, black and white impermanence is like a soul-urging spirit. Now I'm getting more and more fierce. Yizhen pouted and put on his coat. The bean sprouts had already obediently jumped into the bag, waiting for Yizhen to take it out with him.

"Put your hat on, how old you are, you don't know how to worry about it. Ember took Yizhen's hand and straightened her hat. Through the glass of the store opposite, I really saw that the shelves were full of Christmas decorations.

"It's a 100-year-old shop. The Night Ember helped Yizhen adjust the scarf, and Yizhen shrunk his head and face in the scarf again, revealing a pair of dark eyes.

"Do you want to go in and have a look?" Yizhen looked at his good-looking face and thought: This person is really uncertain, he had a fierce face just now, and now he is warm again. also blames himself for being unproductive, he has such a bad temper, he is still a puppy, and he doesn't remember to eat or fight.

A dazzling array of trinkets is enveloped in a halo of warm colors, reminiscent of fireplaces and Christmas trees. I really picked out a pair of small hairball studs. I picked a pair of fawn snowflakes for Liang Xi. I picked a pair of Christmas trees for Fu Yuanyuan, which looks more in line with her temperament. Bai Ge'er picked a gingerbread man doll and a Santa Claus necklace for Qian's mother.

The tea room where Ember eats snacks is on the third floor. It is also a real example of sitting by the window, worthy of a century-old shop, and there is still a fireplace burning inside. There are no tables and chairs like a Chinese restaurant, there are not many people inside, the tables are full, but they are relatively fluid, and the space for activities is relatively large, no wonder you have to make an appointment in advance.

"The snow outside the window seems to be falling a little heavier. Yizhen drank hot chocolate and hugged the arm of the night ember: "Liangxi's snowflake hot spring must be very good." It's so affectionate, let's have time to go together in the future. ”

Ember chuckled, "Forget it, I'm afraid you'll get sick." You don't deserve to enjoy Snowflake Springs. ”

"Oh. Yizhen spread his hand, and the waiter went up to the fruit tart and cake scones. Yizhen sat down with Bai Ge'er again: "Let's go back later, let's make gingerbread to eat." ”

Ember glanced at her: "It's hard to come out once, don't toss yourself, find a waiter to send one." ”

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