She recalled that she had touched the white object when she had hidden inside, and the lining inside was smooth and silky, and she thought it was a man who had come out with a quilt.

Why is it that when you touch the outside, it is a soft fur?

"You're wearing ...... Bearskin?"

The intolerance in his heart made Song Xing stutter a little.

The man was stunned, then smiled:

"If you have good eyesight, guess whether it's Siberian natural white bear skin or Japanese brown bear skin dyeing. ”

His words were full of arrogance, and the voice was all the more familiar to her, but she couldn't remember where she had seen such a magnetic voice like a bell. Because what she can't accept at this moment is that the man in front of her, who is at most in his early 20s, has such financial resources...... But they are cruel enough to make clothes out of bear skin.

In her previous life, she cut and designed countless haute coutures, and she never had the idea of wild animal fur, and if someone in the circle dared to touch a wild animal, she would use all her connections and abilities to expel that person from the fashion world.

She never tolerates the murder of wild animals for the sake of vanity!

Stroking the best white bear skin, Song Xing's whole body trembled, but the man didn't know that she was angry. I thought it was cold, but suddenly I felt compassion, and the man took off his bearskin coat and wanted to put it on her...

After only a few steps, she suddenly felt a strong hand snatching the coat away, and her whole body was pulled by her.

Stabilizing his mind, the man barely stood still.

A look of surprise:

"It's good that I work out every day in Chenguo......"

Just stabilized her legs and feet, but she stretched out her hand again, grabbed the bear skin and threw it into the air, throwing her coat into the air. The man subconsciously reached out and pulled it back, trying to wrap the coat around his body, but he felt a resistance, and it turned out that she was also pulling the other end of the coat.

Song Xing's expression was fierce, and he said in a low voice:

"Did you know that the two bears you just mentioned are rare and protected animals? Do you know that such a complete and smooth bear skin is flayed alive? Do you know that selling or slaughtering such wild animals or products is punishable by jail time?"

The man was disdainful, still pulling, but he couldn't compare to her sudden force, the coat was completely pulled in front of her, and half of the man's body was pulled over like this....

The whole face, just like this, was completely exposed to Song Xing's field of vision.

The snowy night was frighteningly quiet.

His face was set off in snow, a retro white skin like a vampire. The eyes and crimson lips of a thousand feet of water in a cold pool stayed in front of her eyes......

His sculptural body was covered with a tight-fitting black samurai suit, black enough to blend in with the night, but it couldn't hide the shape she remembered for a long time.

Song Xing's breathing stagnated for a round, and his face and figure overlapped with the person in his memory.

The young man, as if accustomed to being recognized by the people, hummed softly:

"You know me, don't you? So are you warming the bed for the guy next door, or are you lurking in with me and trying to spy on me?"

Facing his strong questioning, the spark that bloomed in Song Xing's heart instantly withered.

The voice temperament is not right...

His skin shimmered with a small, brilliant glow, especially in the snow. Like a deep-sea electric eel, with a glimmer of light, like a sometimes faint and deadly current. He is so beautiful that he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, he is so beautiful that he is fairy, and he is not the peaceful, warm and somewhat naughty beautiful boy in his memory.

The person in front of him, his every move is quite charming, not a demon, better than a demon!

This would explain why I feel familiar but unimpressed by the sound.

The man's blazing gaze interrupted her observation: "Are you waiters wearing so little?" Or are you and Wen Bai Yu just playing with it, and it was me who disturbed your Yaxing." ”

There was sarcasm in his every word!

Song Xing smiled, sure enough, he just had a similar face. Zhong Tilt would not say such a thing to ridicule himself.

She turned around to leave, but the man blocked Song Xing's way with his long arm, and Song Xing glared at him, which made his heart shake.

Is it the snow that makes her eyes shine?

Song Xing wondered why she glared at him, but his eyes changed from banter to gentleness, and even looked at him with some affection.

At this moment, a rope for climbing the mountain suddenly descended above the field of vision of the two. The two looked up along the rope and saw a silver-haired uncle on the roof, fixing the other end of the rope to the railing on the roof and making an "OK" gesture to the young man.

The man covered his ears, the silver-haired uncle seemed to be whispering something, Song Xing looked sideways, and there were tiny headphones in the man's ears.

"Are you filming?Marvel?Snowy Spider-Man?"

Song Xing looked around, there was no rocker, no drone, and no director and gaffer.

That is, thief?

Or do you want to wipe the glass?

Song Xing watched the man tie the rope to his body, and then stared at himself: "If I let you go like this, you will spoil my business for a while......"

Song Xing had a bad premonition in his heart!

Sure enough, I saw the man quickly wrap his coat, wrap his arms around her waist with one hand, and then pull the rope with one hand and rise into the air, jump over the railing and jump down...

Song Xing looked up and saw the silver-haired uncle on the roof constantly adjusting the length of the rope downward, and the two of them fell quickly in the cold wind and snow. High in the air, the man wanted to cover Song Xing's mouth, but found that Song Xing was not afraid at all, and he didn't mean to scream at all! The man smiled slightly, and wrapped his coat around Song Xing in the rapid fall, and the two were close together......

"You're not afraid?"

His deep voice was in his ears, and the hot breath he exhaled made Song Xing very resistant.

"What are you afraid of? There is only one rope, and you won't survive if it breaks. ”

"You're not afraid I'll let go?" he chuckled.

"You're not stupid. ”

The man's face changed suddenly, but the rope in his hand stopped retracting, his eyes quickly turned to another direction, Song Xing felt his waist and abdomen pause, his arms waved, and the two of them had stepped on the ground and landed on the balcony of the guest room on which floor of the hotel he didn't know.

The man let go of his hand, and the rope was quickly retracted.

Everything happened too quickly, Song Xing was a little surprised, wasn't the silver-haired uncle upstairs from S.H.I.E.L.D. transferred to China?

In front of the two of them was a floor-to-ceiling window, and a door in the floor-to-ceiling window was pushed open to reveal the light, and the man quickly grabbed her waist again, quickly let go of the rope, and pushed Song Xing to the corner of the balcony.

The bearskin coat was still around Song Xing, Song Xing felt that he was trembling slightly without a coat, and he was about to move but was tightly suppressed: "Shhhh

He pressed his hand on his lips!

Song Xing was secretly glad that he was a well-informed soul, and his delicate lips were pressed by his slender fingers, the picture should be very abstinent!

But she actually felt blushing and heartbeat!

He leaned into her ear and whispered in a threatening voice, "Don't speak, or I'll throw you out." ”

Song Xing was about to glare at him, but found that the lights in the house were on, and the young man flashed and blocked Song Xing in the shadow of the curtain in the glass window, hiding in the darkness.

Through the cracks in his body, Song Xing was surprised to find that the people in the house turned out to be Ren Tianxing and Ren Duhuan, brothers and sisters.

The two walked to the window, and Song Xing and the man hurriedly turned sideways and hid in the blind corner of their sight.

"That Song Xing is indeed a manufacturable material!"

Hearing Ren Tianxing discussing himself, Song Xing pricked up his ears.

only to find that the man in front of him listened more seriously than himself.