Shi Yan wore thin clothes, shrunk herself into a ball, and walked slowly against the wind and snow, the snow was falling outside, and she would not come out if she was an understanding person, but Chun Nuan drove her out to compete for favor.

The little girl was angry, uncomfortable, and wanted to cry, but she didn't dare, what if it froze?

She staggered forward, through the last corridor, and finally faintly saw a dark golden figure, standing in the snow, wrapped in thick fur, the hair on the collar alone was enough to make Shi Yan envious.

Regardless of whether he was a tyrant or not, Shi Yan didn't say a word, he rushed into the man's arms with a breath, a pair of small hands pulled desperately, and his eyes were already red from the cold, as if he had lost his mind.

Whoa

Cold!

She doesn't care, she doesn't listen, she's an emotionless plucking machine now.

Cold, cold, cold!

In the face of the cold, there is no fear, no timidity, and no son of luck!

Bai Huan stood here seeking quiet, but suddenly saw a female madman crashing into his arms, crazy hair, and even more so that she was actually picking his clothes.

The man furrowed his brows, his face immediately darkened, and without saying a word, he dragged the little girl off of him.

"Look for death!"

The man's voice was full of murderous intent, and his big hand pinched Shi Yan's neck, and with a force, Shi Yan almost rolled his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Bai Huan really never thought that there were still people in this world who dared to approach him, usually such a woman either died or was humiliated to death.

The man has a face that can kill the beauties of the world in seconds, and he was originally born with some femininity, but because the momentum on his body is too terrifying, it just neutralizes the feminine aura brought by his appearance, but it looks much more gloomy.

Shi Yan was already scared half to death, he was cold to death just now, but now it's not cold, and he doesn't care if it's cold or not.

Pipsqueak whispered in her ear, "This is a tyrant, he doesn't know how many people he has killed with his hands." ”

The little girl opened her eyes and cried out, crying out of breath, her thin body shook and shook, as if she was going to die in the next second.

She cried so suddenly, even Bai Huan was startled, but her hand still let go, and Shi Yan sat on the ground softly, crying happily.

At this time, the snow was coming, her delicate little face was frozen red, and the snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, eyebrows, and hair swirls, dyeing a piece of black to white, looking like a little old man, sitting on the ground aggrieved and crying.

Bai Huan rarely didn't kill anyone, standing in place, a little more patient than usual, if usually, someone dared to cry like this in front of him, he must have raised his sword and cut off her head.

Perhaps the heavy snow, he thought, would be useful, and had dispelled a lot of the irritability in his heart.

So, the man was going to give Shi Yan a chance to speak, he took a few steps back, squinted his delicate and beautiful eyes, and lazily hugged his chest and asked, "What are you?" ”

In his eyes, there is only two kinds of difference: he and what is in it.

At the moment, this thing obviously does not belong to the same species as him.

"I ...... I...... I am a long-lost ......" Shi Yan subconsciously opened his mouth, the man frowned, but the little girl finally reacted, and suddenly changed her sentence, "I am a fairy in the sky, I am lost, I want to find a person named Bai Huan, do you know him?" ”