Chapter 122: The scenery is old

Mu Yushan originally listened very carefully, but when he understood the meaning of his words, his face turned red, and he could even feel the pain of being slapped in the face, this is him - it will take some time to understand without leaving a trace.

"It's snowing!" When Mu Yushan got up, he saw a large snowflake falling outside the window, and unconsciously walked to the courtyard, watching the sky glow with blue light, and the snow fell like a tear, falling among the trees in the distance, and there was fog hidden in the haze.

There was a sound of footsteps in her ears, and then the person next to her stood with an umbrella at her side, the warm breath and the cold wind were wrapped around Mu Yushan's thin figure, she seemed to be looking at the scenery and as if she was not looking at the scenery, Ren Haoqian glanced at her silently, and captured a touch of nostalgia from her expression.

After a long time, she said in a gentle voice, "Time flies so fast."

"You're thinking of someone again?" Hao Qian had a pocket in his right hand, the shoulders of his white shirt had been wet with snow, and he looked sideways slightly, and the clouds were light and breezy.

Mu Yushan smiled when he heard this, and naturally diverted the topic, "Are you going to be here this weekend?" ”

"Hmm."

She sniffed, feeling the chill deep, and when she realized that her hand was suddenly grasped by him, her fingers clasped together, and a warm feeling came from her fingertips.

"Let's go." He dragged her back into the house.

When the coldness on his body forced back, Mu Yushan stood in the living room and drank a large cup of hot water, and Hao Qian walked down from the second floor wearing a black mid-length windbreaker, "Get ready to go out." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Shopping."

Mu Yushan was fooled out of the door by him, and when he stopped the car at the intersection, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his pocket and put them on quietly, adding a bit of mystery to his face that brought disaster to the country and the people, and it was also more handsome.

Mu Yushan stared at the frame for a while, only to realize that these sunglasses were actually the pair she randomly stuffed into him on her last vacation, and she was stunned thoughtfully for a moment.

Then when the brain was empty, the taxi stopped in front of him, Haoqian opened the door, sent the person under the umbrella to the car, and then took the umbrella and sat in.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses all of a sudden?" Yushan took out his mobile phone from his pocket, glanced at the time, and heard his cold voice say leisurely: "Where to go first?"

Mu Yushan thought for a while and replied, "Master Nanjing Road."

An hour later, the taxi stopped on Nanjing Road, the snow on the ground was already thick, and the ground rattled loudly, Haoqian paid and crossed the road with Yushan and walked into a department store.

The snow was too heavy, and there were many people waiting for the snow to stop at the door of the department store, and Yushan was pulled by Haoqian and squeezed outside for a while before entering.

"Like this?" He picked out a red sweater and dangled it in front of her eyes.

Mu Yushan shook his head calmly, took out a woolen scarf from the shelf and handed it to him, "It goes well with the color of the windbreaker." ”

He took it and surrounded him in front of the mirror, probably not very accustomed to it, because his usual dress is a serious suit and leather shoes, so he lost patience after pestering a few times.

happened to be standing next to the shopping guide, a young and beautiful little girl, since Hao Qian entered the store, has been staring at him, the whole process has not given up any of his expressions and movements, as expected, the girl's hand is about to put Hao Qian's neck, but he avoids it in disgust, just like avoiding the plague, in fact, it is his cleanliness.

He doesn't like people touching him, especially women.

Belch! I admit that I am not a woman because I was born not to cook.

Thinking of this, Mu Yushan smiled meaningfully, strode forward, and broke the siege.

"I'm sorry, I'll help him! He's, uh, a serious cleanliness fetish. ”

Ren Haoqian glanced at her, but he was not angry, and the shopping guide blushed and was embarrassed to entertain other customers.

"Do you have a favorite outfit?" His low voice slammed down from above Yushan's head.

Mu Yushan helped him tie his scarf and shook his head gently, "The style here is not suitable for me." ”

"So where is it for you?" He suddenly lowered his eyes, his hand naturally pinched her shoulder, and the peppermint fragrance on his body was rich and tangy, which made Mu Yushan's heart pound.

Avoiding his scorching gaze, she pulled her purse out of his coat pocket and hurried to the counter to get the money for her scarf.

Coming out of the department store, the sky outside was gray, Haoqian stood on the side of the road with an umbrella to stop the car, but there were too many people, and he finally stopped one, and it was snatched away by the people who entered the house, Mu Yushan stood behind him, shaking his head for a long time.

"Let's walk along the pedestrian street!" She reached out and tugged at the corner of his coat.

Hao Qian thought for a while, and wrapped the brown scarf around his neck unsightly around her body, the scarf with his breath and temperature almost covered most of Mu Yushan's face, and the softness of the wool seemed to resist all the wind and cold, or it could be due to his close body temperature and breathing.

"Haoqian!" She looked sideways.

"Huh?" He glanced back at her under the umbrella.

"Did we meet a long time ago?"