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Chapter 82 Fengyue

Liu Wan asked too much, Fu Xiao had already told her the answer, no matter with words, heart, or life.

Wu Yan drank the wine that Fu Xiao hadn't finished, the aroma was faintly visible on the rim of the cup.Feeling moved, he no longer hesitated, and immediately bowed his head and kissed the person in his arms.Fu Xiao, who was drunk, also took the initiative a lot, rubbing each other's hands, warm and lingering.

Letting go of the panting Fu Xiao, Liu Wan said with a smile: "It's almost the beginning of the new year..."

"so?"

"The first year I met you is coming to an end, but I still want to be with you, for many years."

Fu Xiao smiled lightly, looked out of the window, and said in a low voice: "It's snowing."

The white snow is like the snow in the sky, and it is as bright as the moon between the clouds.

Leaning her head on Liu Wan's neck, she seemed drunk, and said with attachment: "I also want to see many years of moon and many years of snow with you, close the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and close the long flow of water." Close the love in this world, close her for many years time.

Xue has a new year to look forward to, and her life is long.They still have many years to see the scenery. In the mid-autumn and last month, Luoshui stars flow in the Han Dynasty, and the snow falls at the beginning of the next year, with green hair and white hair at night.

"It's snowing..." Liu Wan smiled inexplicably, kissed Fu Xiao's ear, and said, "Is sister cold?"

Fu Xiao didn't understand, so he said blankly: "It's okay." Liu Wan was distressed, and said: "It's still a little cold, isn't it?" Said: "Then I will let my sister warm up."

Fu Xiao's eyes were drunk and misty, soft and coquettish: "Xiao Lang hoof..."

It's a pity that it is destined to be nothing deterrent, just a lover's love words.

Wu Xiang half embraced the slightly swaying Yaose, and walked unhurriedly in the corridor.The corridor is long and wide, and it is not limited to the original intention and exquisiteness, and it is not a section that revolves around the mind, but is surrounded by accessibility, and the quietness that should have been dispersed day and night.

In fact, there are not many people living on the second floor. Roughly, there are no more than a dozen people, mostly empty rooms.

Yaose listened to the sound of the wind blowing outside the building. For some reason, there were not many people coming tonight. It was rare to be quiet. She liked quietness at first, but she was not used to hearing too much noise.

Inevitably, she got closer to Wuxiang's arms, the wind was a bit cold, and she was a little afraid of the shaking lights.

"It's cold?" Wu Xiang calmly hugged the slightly trembling people in his arms.

Yaose said weakly: "Some...and a little scared."

Wu Xiang smiled and said, "I'm here, you don't need to be afraid." At least for now.

He remained silent and hugged a little tighter.

Yao Se shyly replied: "Mmm..." It is precisely because of Wu Xiang's presence that she is not so afraid, she is only a little afraid, only a little, and now, she is not afraid at all.

Things happened suddenly recently, neither of them had a peaceful night's sleep, they were drunk and haunted, their minds were settled, their sleepiness gradually increased, and they would probably be able to sleep comfortably after thinking about it.

Qingwen helped Yaose sit on the couch, she closed the window only to feel it, looked back and said with a smile: "Don't blame Yaoer for feeling cold, it's the first snowfall tonight." Yaose's eyes lit up, she smiled very childishly, and trotted to Wuxiang's side , provoking Wu Xiang's instruction: "Slow down, don't fall." Yaose ignored her, hugged Wu Xiang's waist, hugged her from behind, rested her head on Wu Xiang's shoulder, and also supported herself, with a difficult tone Concealing his surprise, he said, "I haven't seen snow much, does it snow every year in Luoyang?"

Wuxiang closed the window slightly to prevent the wind and snow from pouring in too much, and said: "It has been falling continuously for many years. Counting from the year when I was governor, it has not been broken." After speaking, he smiled and looked out the window at night. Xue, in a daze, said: "This year, it fell earlier."

Ever since I knew it, there has always been a little tail behind me.Soft, white, hair like black ink, eyes are also clear and bright, pupils are black, this is the most obedient and cutest time in my memory.She calls her elder sister in a childish voice, and always clings to her, but if Guan Yue doesn't look at her for a while and can't find this little ancestor everywhere, she must be by her side.Because she is so cute, she also liked her very much when she first saw her.

She is so cute that I want to give her all the osmanthus candies in the world.

In the first year when she met Little Tail, she fed all the sweet-scented osmanthus candies in her snacks, and it was also the first snow in her memory.Then, every year's sweet-scented osmanthus is gone.The same scene can always bring back the initial memories, and it has not faded away with the passage of time, on the contrary, it has been honed more and more clearly.

At that time, the two of them were still children. They rolled and fell in the snowdrifts in the backyard for a day, and then lay down for a day and a night after returning home.At that time, she had such eyes, ignorant of worldly affairs, just happy for Luoxue, her eyes seemed to be full of stars in the sky.It was the same in the next few years, she played around, she learned to make ginger soup, and slowly learned to take care of her.Wu Xiang still regrets now, why he was so used to floating nights at the beginning, and his body has been cold since he was a child. The older he gets, the less he can see the wind, and he can no longer touch the ice and snow like he was a child.

Although this is the only thing she regrets, the good thing is that when she meets Yao Se, she is always good at taking care of people.

It's a pity that when Fu Xiao becomes sensible and grows up, she won't cling to her anymore.Wu Xiang feels as sorry and helpless as a parent. The child he has been taking care of has grown up, and he no longer chases after him and calls his sister.Knowing how to be shy, knowing how to be ashamed, once being awkward, it has been awkward for many years, and it will probably continue to be awkward.

When I met Yao Se later, I saw the uneasiness in her eyes, she looked like a frightened obedient cat, scared but not able to scratch people, she also wanted to be raised as a younger sister, but this time it was very different, as long as she raised her, she would Raised to... on the couch.

He also took it in, Wu Xiang felt that he might be born to be a long-term elder sister, worrying about his life.

"Sister, why are you sighing?" Yaose asked, she turned her eyes away from Ye Xue outside the window, and looked at Wu Xiang with such bright eyes.

"Sigh, I fell down." Wu Xiang said, and sighed again pretending to be helpless.

The branches are covered with fresh snow, and the night is vast.

Feeling Yaose shyly hugging herself tighter again, Wu Xiang smiled warmly and said, "Speaking of which, Yao'er has never seen Huachao before, after the next year, it will be Huachao."

Yao Se whispered: "I heard it before... Now, I want to read it even more."

"Want to see me more?" Wu Xiang pointed out, with an undisguised joyful smile in his tone.

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I'm sorry that something happened at home. I haven't updated it for a few days. It may be irregular in these two days.

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