Lord Xiao, your wife is super sweet!

Chapter 663
Snow continued to fall.

The manor designed by the national style, against the background of heavy snow, looks more poetic and picturesque, surrounded by mountains and rivers, like a black and white ink painting.

In this fairyland-like place, there is a young man who is always depressed, unable to bring up the slightest hint of joy.

Because of the snow, the teacher who was supposed to come to class took leave of absence, but Gong didn't need to go to class, so it was rare for him to rest.

He sat by the window with the cat in his arms, watching the heavy snow outside in boredom.

Looking at the crystal clear and beautiful snowflakes, rustling and falling, this originally very flashy world is dressed up in a silver-clad appearance.

The heater in the room was not turned on, and Gong Ran didn't seem to feel the cold, only a thin blanket was draped over his body.

The kitten in his arms shrank, rolled itself into a ball, and clung tightly to his arms.

Its little furry head was tightly pressed against Gong Ran's increasingly angular chin, as if it wanted its master to scratch it.

But Gong Ran seemed to be completely still, unmoved.

He looked at the beautiful glass-like world outside with no expression on his face, and his heart was calm without any waves.

In the past, he liked snow days the most. He always felt that the world after snow was as dreamy as a fairy tale.

But now, he was surprisingly calm, as if this snowy day was no different from usual.

I don't know if it's caused by the environment, Gong Ran seems to have fallen into a completely self-enclosed state now.

No longer like before, write all your emotions clearly on your face.

For this, grandma was very satisfied, thinking that he had become calm.

Gong Ran's hands gently held the kitty's buttocks. It was a pair of slender white hands with thin tendons and exceptionally clear veins on the back of the hands.

Because of the cold weather, the fingertips were slightly red and cold.

While he was admiring the snow without sorrow or joy, the old housekeeper who took care of him the most came here.

He handed the candied chestnuts that Gong Xiao brought to Gong Ran.

"The young master personally delivered it, saying that you like it."

The sugar-fried chestnuts are still warm, and the smell of caramel is accompanied by the sweetness of chestnuts, spreading in the air.

Seeing this sugar-fried chestnuts, Gong Ran's expressionless eyes suddenly flickered.

His fingers trembled slightly, and he took the bag of fried chestnuts.

When he was moving, the kitten in his arms jumped slightly and jumped down.

"Where's my brother?" Gong Ran asked the housekeeper.

The butler sighed imperceptibly, and said softly, "I've already left, the old lady won't let anyone see you."

Eyes flashed again, Gong Ran pursed her thin lips tightly and did not speak.

The housekeeper didn't stay too long, and after handing the chestnuts to him, he said goodbye and left.

As soon as Gong Ran took out a chestnut, the kitten seemed to smell the fragrance, and jumped to his side again, meowing, so greedy that it wanted to eat it.

"My brother bought this for me, I can't give it to you." Gong Ran rarely smiled.

The kitten was still meowing, but the boy couldn't bear it after all, so he broke some chestnuts and fed it.

Then he stuffed the rest into his mouth, the sweetness of caramel and the fragrance of chestnut melted between his lips and teeth.

“Snowy weather is best with fried chestnuts in sugar!”

The boy muttered to himself.

In the next second, he seemed to be completely unable to suppress it, and cried out directly.

Weeping loudly, twisting tears and snot in one place.

At this moment, Gong Ran didn't know what else to do except cry.

And the tears couldn't be controlled at all, and they flowed more and more.

He was wronged, he was sad, and he was helpless.
(End of this chapter)