Xin Moge no longer joked with Feng Yu, and hurriedly let Feng Yu go, pulled up the quilt and wrapped Feng Yu's body, so as not to catch Feng Yu cold, and then his eyes fell to the snowy window, but he didn't notice that it was snowing outside before that. At first glance, the snow was really heavy, and through the faint light pouring in from outside, you could vaguely see a lot of snow blowing in by the window.

Simmogo then got up and prepared to close the window and keep it shut.

"No, it's fine to sit and watch the snow outside." Feng Yu grabbed Xin Moge and pulled Xin Mogo back.

Xin Moge nodded, took Feng Yu into his arms, and enjoyed the peace that had not been seen for a long time, as if it had not been like this for a long time.

"I don't know how Xiao Yun'er is now? With such a big snowstorm, I don't know if he is cold or not? Did you cry? As the so-called blood is connected, Feng Yu, who looked quietly for a while in Xin Moge's arms, couldn't help but think of Xiao Yun'er again.

"This question, when you meet him, you might as well ask him in person." Xin Moge rubbed Feng Yu's soft hair dotingly.

"But do you think he can answer me?" Feng Yu raised her eyebrows and held Xin Moge's hand rubbing her hair.

"Then the husband will answer in his place."

"But you're here now, why don't you answer directly at this moment?" Feng Yu suppressed the smile that was about to overflow at the corner of her lips.

Xin Moge lowered his head to Feng Yu's eyes, "Do you really want to answer for your husband now?" Well? The last word, the voice is prolonged, and there seems to be a faint threatening tone in it, which seems to be true and false.

"What do you think?" Feng Yu didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"Well, I'll answer you now, it's cold, it's cold, shouldn't you have something to 'express'? Well? ”

Feng Yu couldn't hear the hint of threat in Xin Moge's words, and hurriedly straightened up and prepared to withdraw from Xin Moge's arms. He even wants her to "express", what kind of "representation" method is he going to let her?

Xin Moge approached, and in the blink of an eye, he forced Feng Yu to the wall.

Feng Yu hid to the side instead, and the two of them suddenly staged a drama of "you chase me and hide" on the bed.

After a while, the exhaustion came back to her, Feng Yu couldn't help but yawn, and suddenly took the initiative to lean into Xin Moge's arms, no longer hiding, comfortably enjoying Xin Moge's arms and the warmth of his body, and enjoying the calm of watching the wind and snow outside the window quietly together at this moment.

Xin Moge hugged Feng Yu tightly.

Dense snow, in the howling cold wind, continued to fly in through the blown open windows.

Everything is beautiful and picturesque, just like Feng Yu's state of mind at the moment.

Time passes......

Feng Yu, who was leaning on Xin Moge's arms, closed her eyes unconsciously and gradually fell asleep.

At this moment, there was a panic, a noise...... All kinds of voices suddenly came faintly, and something seemed to have suddenly happened outside.

Feng Yu woke up suddenly.

Xin Moge obviously heard it too, and was about to put down Feng Yu in his arms, get up and go out to have a look.

Feng Yu rubbed her eyes, forcibly dispelled the drowsiness, and was ready to get up, at least put on all her clothes first, lest there really be something outside, and she would rush to get dressed when she went out.

Xin Moge nodded, picked up the clothes that belonged to Feng Yu on the ground, handed them all to Feng Yu, and quickly dressed himself.

After finishing it, Feng Yu endured the soreness on her body and grabbed Xin Moge, who was about to open the door, "You have an injury, I'll go, I'll go and see what's going on outside." ”

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