Song Xing quickly unplugged the computer, stuffed the vacuum cleaner in his hand into the wall cabinet on the side, and then hid outside the window on the leaning out balcony. The wind was cold in the western mountains, and she hid on the balcony and clinged to the railing in only a maid's outfit, letting the biting cold wind hit her body......

She had nowhere to hide.

There are more than 20 floors from the ground at your feet, and the thousands of pines and cypresses in the West Mountain are no more than centimeters tall from here.

She shivered and looked through the window.

Wen Baiyu walked from the door to the bedroom, and walked crookedly in just a few steps, as if he was already drunk.

He took off his coat and slammed it onto the bed:

"A dead man's son, sleeping with the old man by his mother, actually stepped on my head? The gang of sbs outside also said that he was the old man's species, phew, Ya is also worthy! Dong Ruyi's sluts, seeing Rong Zhen also circling around, forgot how to rub Lao Tzu with his chest before?"

Song Xing watched quietly, Wen Baiyu's eyes were blood-red, his face was hideous, and his mouth was constantly foul-mouthed. Wen Bai Yu, who always exudes white light, Wen Bai Yu, who is always well-dressed, is so vulgar on the other side.

After so many years of marriage, he has not shown a trace. Remorse was like a quenched band, tightly wrapped around Song Xing's heart......

Until, a crystal snowflake fell in front of her eyes.

The heavy snow, which had already stopped, was falling again. The entire peak and valley of the West Mountain are like huge glass balls, as if they have been violently shaken by giants, and the tiny snow particles hidden in the gloomy canopy are floating like destined people.

Snow particles fall on the branches and leaves of the thousands of pines and cypresses in the western mountains, and fall on the vapor of the hotel's open-air hot spring pool, until the vast space is filled with silver.

The world was suddenly silent.

Someone coughed loudly overhead.

Wen Baiyu quickly looked out the window: "Who is it?"

Song Xing was taken aback...... Subconsciously step back into the air with one foot. The star-shaped rhinestone hairpin fell into the hotel square a hundred meters below.

Shattered in an instant.

Wen Bai Yu ran to the window in a few steps and pulled the curtains...

No one?

Walking out of the warm suite, Wen Baiyu tightened his collar while cautiously scanning the balcony.

Rubbing his eyes.

There really isn't anybody!

The balcony is only a few square meters, and the arched design is a clear space at a glance, and there is no hiding from people at all. Under the boundless night, there is a vast snowy field in front of you. I heard a sound, could it be that I drank too much?

"Are you smelling white feathers?"

He heard the prestige.

On the right-hand balcony stood a young man, wrapped in a large mass of white fluffy objects.

Wen Bai Yu frowned, the only two presidential sets in the hot spring hotel, one has been living for a long time, and the other has a price of 20,000 yuan a day as soon as it opens. The West Mountain is deserted, and this list carries 90% of the turnover of the entire hotel in the first month.

That presidential suit is the room where the young man is. So no matter who the person in front of you is, he must be either rich or expensive, not rich, and he can't raise such a delicate face!

The bridge of the man's nose is high, his eyes are like a thousand feet of water, the corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, at first glance it looks like he is holding a cherry, and if you look closely, it is clear that the lips are covered by a face as white as snow, outlining a touch of red.

It's like a fairy!

Wen Bai Yu realized that he was already a dragon and phoenix in the world, and he never missed walking on this face, but the man opposite had red lips and white teeth, and he was full of fairy spirit.

Wen Bai Yu was a little ashamed of himself, and he could only sneer in his heart:

"That's it!"

The mouth is hard, and his appearance like a big quilt actually reflects that he is a bit stupid when he only wears a shirt. Even if it was a little funny, Wen Bai Yu still instantly changed into the signature smile that he was used to in the social arena.

Just as he was about to say hello, he heard a cold snort from the person opposite.

"You smell of alcohol!"

The man turned to go back inside.

His tone made Wen Baiyu a little angry, but Wen Baiyu didn't shout, he didn't say anything when he opened his mouth, he could only close the glass door heavily, shaking the snow on the balcony a lot.

The young man looked at Wen Baiyu's back with disdain, making sure that he was behind closing the glass door.

Expressionless and bowed his head:

"Come out. ”

The heavy "quilt" on his body shook, and Song Xing walked out from behind him and said in a low voice:

"Thank you. ”

The man looked down at the balcony.

It was so high and the aisle was narrow, and the girl in front of her dared to crawl with her bare hands.

What a terrible psychological quality!

"Thank yourself. The low, magnetic male voice was not blown away as the snowflakes landed around her.

Song Xing wanted to see what a person with such a good voice looked like, but the person in front of him seemed to be very afraid of the cold, and his whole face was hidden in the quilt, only his eyebrows and eyes were exposed.

The wind blew away the snowflakes in front of Song Xing's eyes, and the light in the snow was reflected on his face, which could only be vaguely seen, and his eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a puppet.

In the depths of memory, there is also a person who has such clear and transparent amber pupils...... But not this voice.

She repeatedly recalled the tone and way he spoke before, his voice was low but transparent, and there was no temperature in his tone, like the cold bell of a thousand-year-old temple ringing in the moonlit night in the deep valley.

With such a beautiful voice, if it was an acquaintance in her previous life, it was impossible for her not to remember it......

The snow suddenly became much heavier at this time, the cold wind was like a knife, and Song Xing couldn't open his eyes, and through the wind and snow Song Xing saw that although most of the man's face was wrapped in the white quilt, he lowered his head and looked at her waist through the snowlight.

Following his gaze, he actually touched his own skin. It turned out that she had climbed up and down just now, and the maid, who didn't have much fabric, couldn't hold back and tore violently, and she tore a big hole in her waist, and she was pouring cold air into it.

The man's eyes were a little playful to the skin that was as white as snow but smoother than snow.

"Are you a waiter?" or ......," he glared at Song Xing's maid outfit.

"Periphery?"

Song Xing glared angrily when he heard this, and the man flattened his mouth.

It's pretty horizontal!

The man's eyes were full of disdain.

The little maid in front of her is exquisite, although she can't see her face while wearing a mask, she can smell Bai Yu's bed appearance at least seven points. A girl who is innocent, a good one who doesn't learn but learns to serve people?

He ignored her murderous eyes and turned to leave.

This kind of woman really doesn't even want to take care of it.

Before leaving, he also said a cool word:

"Didn't you say that Wen Baiyu's car couldn't drive, and even his classmates were almost killed. I think...... It's a lot of fun to drive, and it's a hobby?"

Song Xing sneered twice in his heart.

You can't blame others, when you go out with this body, no one will think that you are a woman from a good family.

Oh no, good girl!

She didn't want to have too much entanglement with strangers, so she had to push open the glass door and leave, and the cold wind blew the quilt onto her lap.

Song Xing frowned sensitively.

This "quilt" touches, no!