Nestled in Zhuo Ran's arms, He Anyue took a long lazy breath, it was too comfortable. He lifted the curtain on the car with his left hand and looked at the scenery outside, "It's snowing." He Anyue's eyes lit up, he had been in this carriage for seven days, and he hadn't taken a good look at the scenery outside, but he didn't expect to see such a beautiful picture with just a casual stroke.

A world surrounded by snowflakes has no other variegated colors except white. He Anyue looked at the sky with a smirk, and couldn't help but reach out to catch the falling snowflakes.

Zhuo Ran looked at He Anyue and watched him quietly lying on his stomach while looking outside.

"Want to get out?" He touched He Anyue's cheek.

He Anyue's eyes lit up and nodded, "Can I go?" ”

"Of course." Zhuo Ran chuckled, dressed him in a coat, and made sure that he was not cold, and that it would not hurt if he fell, so he ordered the coachman to stop his progress and stop in a relatively open place before letting him out. Watching him carefully step on the snow outside step by step, Zhuo Ran couldn't help but take a coat and get out of the carriage.

I haven't breathed fresh air for a long time, and Zhuo Ran is also immersed in it. He walked a few quick steps and grabbed He Anyue, who was almost falling. "Let you be careful."

He Anyue turned around and gave him a big smile. "Xianggong, you're so good."

"Impressed?"

"Yes."

Originally, Zhuo Ran wanted to say something sultry, but he watched He Anyue leave him step by step. I can't help but feel cold in my heart, what a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised.

He Anyue moved forward step by step, but with every step or two, she had to look back at Zhuo Ran to make sure he was still behind her.

And Zhuo Ran also stood there motionless, letting the snowflakes fall on his coat, whenever He Anyue turned around, he would smile at him slightly, even if it was possible that the snowflakes blocked He Anyue's vision, so that he could not see Zhuo Ran's expression.

When He Anyue had had enough fun, he ran to Zhuo Ran's side, hugged Zhuo Ran big, attached himself to Zhuo Ran's body like a sloth, inserted his cold hands on both sides of Zhuo Ran's neck, absorbed warmth, and secretly looked at Zhuo Ran with an expression of "villain".

Zhuo Ran took his hand down with both hands, and just when He Anyue thought he was going to be punished, Zhuo Ran unbuttoned half of his shirt, put He Anyue's hand into his clothes, and stuck it on his chest.

"It's more soothing." He looked at He Anyue dotingly, "Look at your cold hands." ”

He Anyue stuck out her tongue, looked at Zhuo Ran, and stood on tiptoe in the heavy snow and kissed him on the face.

This was He Anyue's first kiss, which made Zhuo Ran stunned, and after the kiss, He Anyue raised her head and looked at Zhuo Ran shyly and smiled.

And at this moment, Zhuo Ran seemed to be blinded by the heavy snow, and the whole world could only see He Anyue's smile, "You sent it first." ”

When He Anyue was still confused, Zhuo Ran bent down and kissed He Anyue's lips, both lips were cold when they were close to each other, but Zhuo Ran gradually began to stretch out his warm tongue and lick He Anyue's cold lips, looking at He Anyue's blank eyes, without resistance, Zhuo Ran went further, used his tongue to pry open He Anyue's teeth that had not been closed, and licked his tongue.

He Anyue's hand naturally pressed against Zhuo Ran's chest, as if it was taking a step closer against him.

However, Zhuo Ran's devouring little by little did not make He Anyue very repulsive, and the poor coachman on the side, when he saw this scene, he could only lower his head and pretend not to see anything.

After a long time, Zhuo Ran let go of He Anyue, who had been kissed in a daze, and scratched his slightly cool nose with a smile, "Isn't it cold?" ”

He Anyue nodded blankly.

Zhuo Ran chuckled, "Shouldn't you have never been like that?" ”

He Anyue looked at him, "Have you ever lived like that?" ”

Zhuo Ran touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment, and he still didn't want to talk about his affairs well.

"No, let's go back when you've had enough." Zhuo Ran immediately changed the topic, pulled He Anyue and walked towards the car.

He Anyue's pace became slower and slower until it stopped.

"That's..."He Anyue pointed to a building in front of her, the heavy snow blocked her view, but He Anyue naturally remembered that this was a clear sign of Black Wind Village.

"What?" Zhuo Ran followed his direction.

A kind of sadness welled up in He Anyue's eyes.

"Xianggong, all the dead people in there died because of me, can you help me bury them?" He Anyue pulled Zhuo Ran's sleeves, and a deep pain appeared in his eyes, so that Zhuo Ran couldn't help but hug him into his arms after seeing it, "What happened." ”

He Anyue shook his head, he couldn't recall the scene at that time, so he snuggled in his arms and kept shaking his head.

"Good, we don't want to, let's go back, I'll send someone to clean it up." Zhuo Ran picked up He Anyue and walked towards the carriage.

After getting into the carriage, He Anyue kept being depressed, and he didn't even care about Zhuo Ran feeding him, and buried it in the quilt.

Zhuo Ran looked at him and got out.

"What happened in that place?" Zhuo Ran came out and asked one of the coachmen.

"When we retrieved the treasure, we found that the treasure was in that cottage, so we killed all the people inside."

Zhuo Ran didn't speak, and he probably knew the meaning of what He Anyue said.

"Then send someone to bury it." Zhuo Ran didn't speak, and sat there quietly.

He has been able to come so far, I don't know how many people's blood there is in his hands, but it seems that Murong Fu is not like this, he is simply like such a white snow.

Zhuo Ran looked up at the sky. He naturally does not regret killing those people, and those who become great things are not informal. However, he didn't seem to be able to show his dark side to Murong Fu.

He hoped that he was not such a cruel person in his heart, and he hoped that Murong Fu would never know the other side of himself.

He got into the car, lifted the quilt, looked at He Anyue, who was motionless and crying, and held him in his arms in distress.

"It's okay, I've already sent someone to bury them." He repeated the phrase in his ear over and over again, hoping that he would get out of such a haze of pain.

He Anyue shook her head and hugged Zhuo Ran back, "All dead, all dead, they are all in the lobby, motionless..."

Zhuo Ran held He Anyue's face, "Good, listen to me, it's not your fault, even they can be buried because you can come here again." ”

He Anyue looked at Zhuo Ran, and tears flowed down her eyes.

"Don't cry, the deceased is gone, and they will all be buried well." Zhuo Ran wiped the mottled tears on He Anyue's face.

He Anyue looked at Zhuo Ran, thought of Jun An who had left her, and looked up at Zhuo Ran.

He didn't want to ask Zhuo Ran if he would leave him, it seemed that this question was meaningless, after all, Jun An could leave him.

"Xianggong, thank you." He Anyue lightly touched Zhuo Ran's lips.

Zhuo Ran chuckled, "In the future, remember to close your eyes when kissing." ”