The cold snowflakes fell on his cheeks, which were instantly melted by the body temperature, and the goose feathers flew behind him.

The black hair slightly messed up her eyebrows.

It's still ringing in my ears.

The man's low, doting smile lasted for a long time.

The reverberation of word by word is continuous.

August 18, 2010.

It was the moment when Fu Chi was truly sure that he was in love with her.

Jiang Ruan looked in the direction of the courtyard, and the man had already walked to the door of the house and was looking back at her.

The wind and snow stained his face white, but in those beautiful eyes, she was alone from beginning to end.

It seems that only now has she understood such a fact.

Ten years ago, the boy who never spoke had already regarded her as a thought of living, deep in his bones and buried in his heart.

And her original "death" was not a massacre for him.

Taking a deep breath and raising her hand to touch the coldness on her cheek, she walked inside on her legs.

Fu Chi had already taken those big bags into the kitchen, he took off his coat, raised his eyes to look at her, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Hungry, I'll cook for you, it'll be fine soon, the house has just been heated, it will be hot in a while, you go and sit on the sofa and cover it with a blanket." ”

This child is cold, more afraid of the cold than ordinary people, and will become extremely depressed in winter, and always have to worry more.

Jiang Ruan casually grabbed a blanket on the sofa and wrapped himself, then walked to the kitchen bar and looked at the man in front of the kitchen counter opposite.

"Where's Yuxin?"

That little girl is still at home.

She didn't let Jiang Yuxin come over to attract attention.

She's still young and has something shady that she doesn't want to show her now.

Fu Chi fed a washed strawberry into Jiang Ruan's mouth: "Don't worry, I've already let Qianyu pass, and I'll take care of the little girl." ”

Jiang Ruan raised his eyebrows half suspiciously, bit the strawberry and said, "Qianyu's temperament, Yu Xin may fight with him." ”

It's muffled and angry.

Let's say he's rigid, he still understands everything.

usually scares people one after another, but it is reliable at critical times.

Plainly.

It's just too lazy to cope.

Jiang Yuxin's temper is explosive again, and when she encounters an iron lump and a stuffy gourd, it will inevitably explode.

Fu Chi pursed his lips and placed the washed strawberries on the bar in front of her.

"Don't worry, Qianyu is measured."

Don't look at the usual stuffy and cold, there are real goods in your head.

Jiang Ruan sighed and began to eat strawberries.

Fu Chi unbuttoned the two buttons on his neckline, revealing his beautiful neck and sexy Adam's apple.

All the way down.

The collarbone is deep, casting a faint shadow.

Jiang Ruan's gaze began to linger on the man's Adam's apple and collarbone.

Fu Chi didn't seem to notice her hot gaze, and picked up the cuffs again, rolling up the sleeves slowly.

The forearms are smooth and muscular, and because the skin is extremely white, the cyan blood vessels are more and more clear.

This man.

Starting with the hair, it is extremely sexy and exquisite.

Really—damn it.

She was stunned, and her bite of the strawberry slowed down, and the strawberry juice overflowed uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth.

A low, low laugh permeated my ears.

She came back to her senses.

A white, thin and beautiful hand stretched out in front of her, and the tip of her thumb gently wiped the strawberry juice from the corner of her mouth.

"What's going on in your head, kid? Well? ”

Jiang Ruan blinked.

Staring at the man's pretty eyebrows.

She continued to eat the strawberry butt in her hand, "I'm wondering, this dress is a bit of an eyesore, should I take it off." ”

：。 ：