Hot wife lives in the field

Dong~

Jade fell on the chessboard, and there was a clear sound.

Wen Fu stares at the chessboard in front of him, and does not take back his sight for a long time.

A piece of ice fell on the chessboard, and soon a pool of water stains appeared.

"It's snowing ~" came a warm voice.

At the same time, a snowflake, falling on the back of his hand, sent a chill, he could not help but withdraw his hand.

"Young master, will you come in?"

Wen shook his head. "This winter seems to be earlier than usual. I haven't seen snowflakes for many years. Let me have a good look."

Wen Xu wanted to persuade him, but when he touched the expression on his face, he swallowed what he said.

He turned, went into the house, and came out a moment later with an extra coat in his hand.

He went to Wen Fu's back and put his cloak on him.

Wen Fu closed his skirt.

He has always been very afraid of cold, especially in winter. It's just a little cold for ordinary people, but it will make him shiver.

"Young master, let's go to the corridor. Under the corridor, we can also watch the snow."

Wen did not speak.

There was a rustle in my ear.

Snow, the world is always very quiet, in addition to snow, few can hear other sounds, such a quiet world, people's hearts will also follow the quiet down.

The snow is falling more and more, falling on his hair, a layer of white, originally pale complexion, because of the cold, frozen purple.

When Wen Xu tried to persuade him again, he listened to Wen Fu and said, "go back to the house."

He has never been a willful person and will not make fun of his own life.

Over the years, he has not been much concerned about the business of the pharmacy. Although he is better, he is not much better.

He even felt vaguely that he was going to run out of oil soon.

In fact, he has long been indifferent to life and death. When he was young, others said that he could not live more than 20 years.

Now, she has already passed the age of weak crown, and the extra time is earned by herself.

After Wenxu pushes Wenhu into the house, he talks about the interesting things that happened in the city recently.

Wen Yun listens, occasionally feels funny, also can smile.

"Do you have any news about nanqin these days?" Wen asked.

Wen Xu Leng for a moment, turned his head and looked at Wen Fu.

The man's gentle face, with a smile, see nothing.

But he knew what he really wanted to hear.

"Since you can't let Yi'er go, why did you make such a decision?"

"Wen Xu, don't think about it. Yi'er is just a little girl. In my heart, I just regard her as my sister. After so many years, I don't know how Yi'er's life is going? "

"Young master, I didn't say anything. What do you explain? Is it true that you don't have a purpose? "

Wen Fu was stunned for a moment. His cheek turned red slightly. He coughed twice and scolded Wen Xu: "don't talk nonsense. Yi'er is still a child. She is only 13 years old. "

"Thirteen, I'm not a little girl anymore. I remember that when my wife married the master, she was only 13 years old. Young master, am I right? "

Wen Fu did not have good spirit ground to stare warm one eye.

"But, young master, I really think Miss Yi'er is good. I'm pretty and smart. Although I'm younger than my son, I can't help it. "

"The more you talk, the worse you get. I don't think you've been doing anything lately, have you? "

Wen Xu asked for mercy with a smile.

But warm words, but let him can't help but think back to that little girl.

When she left, he didn't even go to see her off, so she must have complained about him, right?

After all these years, I guess I don't remember it for a long time.

"But young master, I remember that girl Yi'er said that she would marry you when she grew up?"

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