In recent years, due to the change in temperature due to the climate, snow in Shanghai has become less common.

Duan Baiting smoked a cigarette and watched as the snow on the road gradually melted and the sky began to snow again.

He reached for it, and a piece landed in his palm.

He held the cigarette in his mouth, his eyes indifferent, watching it melt.

After Song Wanyue sent Zhou Wenyang home, it was already late.

She called Fa Xiao, who lives near the school, and asked him to come over and help.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to carry him alone.

In the end, it was also Fa Xiao who stayed there.

She went home lightly, for fear of waking up Duan Baiting, but found that he hadn't slept at all.

Sitting in the room, meticulously dressed

It was as if he had just returned.

Song Wanyue was sleepy and tired, she didn't have the strength to speak, and she used to love a clean person so much.

Now I don't even have time to take a shower, so I kick off the slippers on my feet and get into the bed.

Vague sentence: "Haven't you slept yet?" ”

Without waiting for the other party's answer, he fell into a deep sleep.

Duan Baiting was about to get the cigarette case again, and his gaze stayed on her unsoft sleeping appearance for a few seconds.

She frowned slightly, her hands and feet exposed, and she didn't take off her clothes.

I didn't sleep well this night.

He got up and went over to undress her and change into her pajamas.

She was very careful, so she didn't wake up except for two snorts in her throat.

He knows how to control his emotions.

It doesn't matter, it's just a little thing.

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After only a few hours of sleep, Song Wanyue was woken up by thirst.

Subconsciously reached out to touch the person beside him, but he pounced.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a man sitting on the sofa. He was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and his face was calm.

Song Wanyue rubbed her eyes: "Why did you wake up so early?" ”

"Not too sleepy." He kept silent about sitting alone all night, "Thirsty? ”

She nodded.

Duan Baiting got up and poured her a glass of warm water.

She drank slowly, and he waited.

He pulled out a book from the bookshelf next to him and flipped through it.

It's about what she used to love to watch, talk about love and love.

He closed it and put it back in place.

When she had finished drinking the water, she took the cup away.

"There is a bidding meeting tomorrow, and I need to be there, so I will go back to Beicheng next afternoon."

Song Wanyue said, "I'm with you." ”

"No, I don't. I'll come over when I'm done. ”

She insisted: "Then I will also be with you." ”

He paused for two seconds: "It's going to be tiring to come and go." ”

It seemed that he wanted to discourage her from resolve.

Song Wanyue sat up from the quilt: "I want to accompany you, I don't want you to be alone during the New Year." ”

Duan Baiting smiled: "There are assistants and drivers, and Aunt Qin is at home." ”

Song Wanyue felt a little lonely in his smile.

She couldn't tell if it was her own delusion.

Because he looked the same as usual. is still indifferent, and everything is casual.

"I'm not like them. Will you have the driver and assistant sleep with you? She began to argue.

When facing her, Duan Baiting often has a helplessness that he can't do it.

His city, his scheming, his calculations.

None of them would be of use to her.

"Go take a shower and change your clothes."

Knowing that he meant to compromise, Song Wanyue happily took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

This bath lasted for a long time, and when she came out, Duan Baiting had already arrived downstairs.

Auntie made a Chinese breakfast today, white porridge and some light side dishes.

Perhaps to cater to Duan Baiting's taste, the porridge did not put sugar, lotus seeds and red beans.

Duan Baiting simply ate two bites, and Song Wanyue cleaned up the glamour and came down from upstairs.

Even the makeup is done.

"Shall we go now?" She sat down beside him.

The original light pupils turned pale blue.

She told Duan Baiting that this is called contact lenses, not eyeball staining.

Duan Baiting chuckled: "I just don't know much, I'm not a fool." ”

"Yes." She shook her head and began to introduce him.

He pointed to the eyeliner at the end of his eye: "This is the eyeliner, which elongates the tail of the eye." ”

"Hmm."

She pointed to the highlight on the bridge of her nose and told him, "This is a highlight, it's for brightening." ”

He was excited: "Yes. ”

After a pause, her fingers slid down and pointed to her lips.

I just drank milk, and my plump and ruddy lips were stained with milky white milk.

"This is a lip gloss, made of milk."

Can milk still make lip gloss?

Duan Baiting really didn't know enough.

After waiting for a while, she didn't speak, he raised his chin slightly: "What does it do?" ”

Although she was not curious, she knew that she was waiting on purpose.

Wait for him to ask the question.

The next second, she leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Her lips were wet and soft, with a rich milky scent.

With a kiss at the end of the day, she left his lips, her eyes as if they were drawn, and she gasped softly, her gaze wandering over his eyes and lips.

"Used to kiss you."

The aunt consciously stayed in the kitchen and did not come out to disturb.

Duan Baiting put down the chopsticks in his hand, smiled lowly, and gently pinched her chin: "Every time you come to me after a disaster, I admit my mistakes, and it is exactly the same as now. ”

Careful thinking was seen through, Song Wanyue smiled embarrassedly.

Her hand was still propped up on the chair beside her, and she looked at him with her chin raised.

There is a kind of cuteness of the puppy being spoiled.

"No mistakes were made. It's just that I'm afraid you mind, so I'll explain it to you. ”

He knew what he knew, but he still asked in one fell swoop: "Explain what?" ”

"Yesterday I went to find Zhou Wenyang."

He nodded, "I know." ”

"He was drunk, in our previous high school. It was still a call from the security guard. ”

The security guard used his mobile phone to call Song Wanyue.

The only reason can only be that her number exists in the first place, and the other party takes her for granted as his family or girlfriend.

Duan Baiting took a sip of coffee: "Hmm." ”

"Actually, I didn't say anything, and I reported it to you. What if you think about it too much. She smiled, "After all, my wife is so attractive, and it's normal for you to have a sense of crisis." ”

She's joking, so she doesn't speak in a good tone.

Duan Baiting drank the entire cup of coffee.

"Alright, it's almost time to go."

He stood up, said goodbye to his aunt first, and then went to the second floor to get something.

Song Wanyue sat there and continued to eat.

When the driver arrived, she went out with him.

The back row of the car was very spacious, and Song Wanyue had to rely on him, wishing that there would be two people in one seat.