Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 81 It's Not Too Late
At this time, there was a whistling wind outside the window, accompanied by the faint sound of cars passing by.

She opened the curtains, opened the window, and in an instant, snowflakes drifted in with the wind and fell gently on her hair. All of this was so unexpected that she couldn't help exclaiming: " It's snowing!" Not far away, the car parked in front of the villa was still running, and the headlights were flashing warm yellow. She poked her head out and asked in a daze, "Who is it?"

Just in time, the owner of the car got out of the car, turned off the ignition, turned around and smiled at her, his voice was mixed into the wind and snow, and his voice was low and deep, "Child, I'm back."

Lu Jingyan! ! ! ! !
It has nothing to do with Fengyue, it's just that the moment I saw his person, my heart beat.

Song Xiaopurn ran down, and the slippers under his feet almost took off.

Outside, it was really snowing, and even the first snow was waiting for him to come back.

Will the snowflakes fall on his shoulders secretly and tell him——

She likes him so much.

"Lu Jingyan, you're finally back." She walked towards him step by step, not feeling the cold around her, but warm in her heart, melting the cold wave of December.

Lu Jingyan stood for a long time, snowflakes fell on him sporadically, he seemed to be thinner, the outline of his chin became deeper and sharper, his hair was a little longer, he was wearing a black woolen coat outside, and a white woolen coat inside He put on a light brown scarf and bent his lips. He couldn't help laughing, and let out a faint white breath, "Yeah, there's a traffic jam on the road, so I'm late."

"It's not too late." She shook her head, her eyes sparkling, "It's not too late at all, it just happened to snow."

Yes, it's snowing.

The first snow this year came later than in previous years, but it was more pure white and clean, like elves flying all over the sky.

He raised his hand and gently walked away the snow that fell on her hair. It was obviously his inadvertent action, but Song Xiaolin suddenly blushed, her cheeks were so hot that she pointed at his chest in order to calm down the rapid heartbeat. Scarf, divert attention: "Your scarf looks great."

"is it?"

In the next second, Lu Jingyan suddenly took off the scarf, stretched out his hand, and gently wrapped the scarf around her neck, and tied a knot meticulously. The warmth came suddenly, and his remaining warmth was still on it, faintly seeping into it. Her cold skin seemed to be lit with a cluster of small sparks, scalding like a branding iron, and everywhere she went, there were shocking stings everywhere.

She looked at him in a daze, completely unexpected that he would behave like this. To be precise, she was so frightened that she couldn't say a word. She could only feel the violent beating heart in her chest...it was so soft.

The tip of her heart was more like being caught by an iron hook. As soon as he pulled the string, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

All in all... infatuated.

Help!

He is so flirtatious! ! ! ! !
"Child, why did you come out wearing slippers?" Lu Jingyan inadvertently saw the pair of pink bear slippers under her feet, and frowned subconsciously, "It's snowing, it's cold, come in."

"Ah???" Song Xiaolin, who was still trapped in the swamp of his tenderness, didn't quite understand. She just subconsciously looked down at her feet, only to find that her toes were turning white from the cold. It was strange, she Didn't even feel it?

Masculinity misleads people, not only misleading minds, but also misleading perceptions.

He took the suitcase casually, "Go into the house."

"it is good."

The wind and snow were blowing outside the house, and the house was brightly lit and heated.

Aunt Wu came over with two steaming bowls of glutinous rice balls, and said, "Eldest young master, you have just come back, drink a bowl of glutinous rice balls to warm up your body, little purlin, you have a bowl too."

"Tangyuan?" Lu Jingyan took the bowl, and after blowing away the wisps of white mist, he lowered his head and took a sip of the soup. It tasted sweet and warm, and the snow on his hair melted little by little, "What day is today?"

"Little Purlin needs to be cooked."

Song Xiaopurn took a mouthful of glutinous rice balls, his mouth puffed up, and he said vaguely: "Today is the first snowfall in Beicheng this year. It's the first snow to eat glutinous rice balls, and it's reunion." Can't beat him to come back.

Without him, there would be no reunion; without him, what would Chuxue look like.

He nodded lightly, didn't say anything, but finished the whole bowl of glutinous rice balls.

"By the way, I brought something for the child." Lu Jingyan said suddenly, "It's on the back seat of the car. I forgot to take it just now. I'll go get it now." He got up, and his slender figure flashed across her eyes , disappeared outside the door.

Bring her something?

For a moment, my heart beat like a drum.

Soon, Mu Xue came back with a gift box in his hand.

He took out the box from the gift bag and opened it. It was a pastry in the shape of a pink rose. "This is Liancheng's delicacy, rose cake. I ate it once by chance. I think children will like it very much."

pretty!
Song Xiaolin swallowed his saliva uncontrollably, his eyes brightened: "Can I have a piece now?"

He smiled lowly, "Well, try it quickly."

She forked a piece into her mouth, and was shocked instantly. It was unbelievable that there would be such a delicate pastry. It was sweet but not greasy, and it melted in the mouth. After biting it, there was a rose-flavored heart that lingered on the tip of the tongue for a long time. Not dispersed.

"It's delicious, I like it."

Hearing her deliberately suppressed exclamation, Lu Jingyan curled the corners of his lips calmly. He knew that his child has always liked sweets.

It was snowing a little, so he went upstairs to change his clothes.

Song Xiaolin helped him organize some books in the suitcase and put them in the study.

Perhaps the book was too heavy, and she didn't hold it properly for a while, her hand slipped, and it fell to the ground with a clatter.

She hurriedly looked back and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hadn't come yet, otherwise it would be a shame for her to be so clumsy!
She knelt down and picked up the books one by one. When she was about to pick up a notebook, her fingertips stopped suddenly, her pupils dilated for a moment, and her whole heart suddenly tightened.

On the cover of the notebook, a name was written with a black pen, not the three words Lu Jingyan, but Zhang Xiaonian.

Come to think of it, Zhang Xiaonian kept his love by cutting his wrists, but he didn't know what would happen in the end?

But why... would he carry her notebook with him?

She suddenly fell into deep thought.

The joy of tonight actually faded away bit by bit at this moment, and a feeling of boredom arose in his chest.

Finally, Song Xiaolin still picked up the notebook from the ground.

She stood up, she must have been squatting for a long time, and her eyes were dark for a moment, but at that sudden moment, a pair of hands gently held her shoulders, and a faint smell of shower gel lingered in her nose After a while, she slowly looked back, and saw Lu Jingyan approaching her eyes, his deep eyes reflected her slightly pale face, which was clear and shallow, but she couldn't see it from his gloomy eyes. Came back to his senses: "Lu Jingyan..."

"Child, what's wrong with you? You are so pale, is there something wrong?" Lu Jingyan looked at her worriedly, his eyes darkened, his brows were subconsciously drawn, and his expression was not clear.

(End of this chapter)