In the cold night wind, Fengsheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and the soft touch on his lips warmed his heart and lungs, making his heart melt into a puddle of water in an instant.

The saint stuffed Luo Yangyang's frozen red hands into his coat and let her wrap them around his waist.

In the next moment, he put one hand around her waist, the other hand covered her down hat, and his big broad palm pressed against her little head to deepen the kiss strongly.

"Hmm......" As soon as the iron arm across his waist was forced, Luo Yangyang's footsteps staggered forward, and his small body was closer to the canonization.

The arm that was consecrated across her waist used a little force, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, and hugged her without any gaps, clinging to her.

Under the canonized coat, he was only wearing a pajamas, and he didn't even pull on his coat.

But even so, he estimated that because he was strong, young, vigorous, and in good physique, his body was warm and not cold at all.

Luo Yangyang's ten fingers that were about to stiffen from the cold, as soon as they approached this warmth, they never wanted to leave.

While encircling him hard to absorb warmth, Luo Yangyang stood on his toes higher and straighter, trying to cooperate with the suffocating deep kiss of the canonization.

In the back garden, where the weather is cold and white, no matter how cold the cold wind is, it can't drive away the warmth that lingers around the two of them.

A little bit of high scorching breath, inseparable lips and tongues, and every delicate kiss make the hearts of the two closer.

Looking from the direction of the back garden, there was no light at all in the villa.

Feng Yi was busy until late at night before he came out of the study, and he didn't turn on the light when he returned to the bedroom.

Still dressed in casual clothes, he walked to the bathroom when his steps suddenly stopped.

The curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn, and in the cold wind that poured in, his gaze fell on the black dots beside the cedars.

"Running in the snow in the middle of the night to kiss?" Feng Yirun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at it several times before he dared to be sure that he was not mistaken.

He glanced up at the clock on the wall, half past three in the morning.

"Big brother is fine, right? It's not so squandering to be full of water. Feng Yi turned his eyes to look at the two people hugging each other in the distance, he felt cold just by looking at it.

As a bachelor, after he glanced at the lovers who hugged sweetly a few times, he was not interested in watching it anymore, it was purely looking for abuse.