Yin Wushuang's hand pressed on the doorknob, and with a slight force, he pushed the door open.

At the moment of opening the door, there was a wind blowing in his face, mixed with the pink peach blossoms of this season, and Yin Wushuang's nose was full of a faint floral fragrance.

The music box, which had never been used on the table, began to rotate, and the sound made was melodious and pleasant.

Yin Wushuang knew that this music box was an ornament in the room when he rented a house.

The music of the music box, after three bars of foreshadowing, is pulled into a brisk rhythm to convey a pleasant mood.

The wind is blowing, the peach blossoms are scattered, it is still spring, but Yin Wushuang seems to feel the midsummer night.

The man's hand left the music box, he leaned against the edge of the table, his long narrow eyes contained a little smile, and his two hands were propped up on the edge of the table, his movements were casual and chic.

He wore a white shirt with a loose neckline, revealing his fair collarbones, and his thin lips raised: "I guess you'll probably like such a scene." ”

The sound, as always, is deep and magnetic.

In the next second, a soft body fluttered in his arms, and the cold fragrance lingered in his nose.

"Evil king, don't leave me a second time."

The muffled voice of the person in his arms came, and the man was slightly stunned, then reached out to hug her and kissed her hair: "I won't leave." ”

The two embraced each other quietly, and what they wanted to say was hidden in the passing time, and they knew each other.

"After this time, how is your body?"

After a long time, Yin Wushuang raised his head, his eyes had a faint red, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he wouldn't notice it.

The man obviously saw it, and the shock in his eyes flashed, and then he smiled lightly: "I'm fine." ”

Yin Wushuang's eyes were suspicious, not quite convinced, and asked, "Really?" ”

After that, he had to pinch the man's wrist and try to penetrate the spiritual power.

"Of course it's true." The man grabbed Yin Wushuang's hand, turned around and pressed Yin Wushuang against the wall, the whole person shrouded Yin Wushuang, and his eyebrows and eyes were gentle: "Do you think it's appropriate to talk about these bad scenery at this time?" ”

The peach blossom petals are still floating in from the window, and the white gauze curtain is blown up by the wind, making it a dreamy mess.

The music box is still turning, and the music changes from a cheerful high part to a melodious lyrical, slow voice.

The notes seemed to grasp the speed of Yin Wushuang's heartbeat, and every note stepped on the tip of Yin Wushuang's heart.

The man gently lifted Yin Wushuang's chin, a little deflated: "It's a pity that I didn't catch up with your birthday." ”

Speaking of his birthday, Yin Wushuang was also slightly stunned.

A day ago, it was indeed her birthday.

can remember her birthday and help her celebrate her birthday, except for Wuchen, except for the little brother trio, except for Jun Shangxi, there is no one else.

This year's birthday, no one was there, and she didn't remember it, so she spent it on the plane.

The man sighed again, and said in a low voice: "The flight to Antarctica was delayed due to heavy snow, otherwise I would have come back early." ”

South Pole......

South Pole!

Yin Wushuang felt a tremor in the depths of his soul, his mouth opened slightly, and he didn't speak.

She stared at the man in front of her, a familiar breath, familiar facial features, except for this sentence "Antarctica".

The man thought that Yin Wushuang was surprised, and he chuckled: "Fool, I'm investigating new energy in Antarctica, but there are no special products there, so I can't come back with a bottle ......of snow."

"Going to Antarctica to investigate new energy" is an excuse made up by Jun Shangevil to his family seven days ago.

Why did the man in front of him say that he had come back from Antarctica......?