"Okay Feng Yan, even if he ate a meal for you, we really didn't do anything."

"He is Feng Xu, a friend of mine."

"The man before was named Meng Sixian. I met him a few months ago and I wasn't familiar with him."

"And you are Feng Xian, my little boyfriend. Do you need me to introduce you again?"

Feng Yan got up from her shoulder, looked at her soft side face, leaned over and kissed her: "No, you don't want me."

Xu·Single Dog·Xu felt that the sour smell in the air suddenly became stronger. He raised his hand and scratched his head and walked away from the two of them: "I will go shopping somewhere else by myself."

The result was good, no one around him paid any attention to him.

"..." He carried the chestnut and left without looking back.

On the other side…

"Miss Feng, I'm afraid the evil ghost didn't get hit." Seeing that Feng Qiu came back safe and sound, the other party knew that she failed.

"Then...is there any other way? Anyway, no matter what, I want to make that ghost disappear into ashes!"

"No, Miss Feng. Li Gui is cruel in nature. She will definitely be on guard if she fails this time. I suggest we wait for some time before talking."

"Master, please help me! It doesn't matter how much it costs! Including..." Feng Xian's hand slowly touched the thigh of the person next to him.

The man stood up quickly: "Miss Feng, respect yourself!"

"What's wrong, Master? I just saw some hair on Master's legs to help you practice." Feng Xian raised the hair on his hand to show the people next to him.

The man narrowed his eyes: "Miss Feng, I can help you, but if you don't listen to me again and again, don't blame me for not helping you."

"Master, have you forgotten who saved you yesterday?"

"Feng Qiu, I'm warning you this last time, if you dare to mention what happened yesterday again, be careful, I really won't care about you!"

"Oh well."

"You weren't exposed, were you?"

"No, I asked someone for help directly. They won't know it's me." Feng Qiu took back her hand in disappointment and straightened her miniskirt, "I don't know why, but I suspect that my brother seemed to have changed from a person to a person at that time.

Became a different person."

Although this has nothing to do with me, it is just a reminder to the woman in front of me.

"Besides your brother, did you see any other men beside her?"

"It's just him." "Yeah, I understand."

"What about my medicine today?"

The man gave Feng Qiu a small red bottle, and Feng Qiu took it and drank it directly.

Since she last saw her parents, she could hear their curses every moment, which made her very uncomfortable.

Feng Qiu is not afraid of ghosts. On the contrary, she still resents her father and mother. After all, as long as she can remember, she has been laughed at by others because she has no parents, so why does she bully Feng Yan? Isn't he living a good life?

They have been dead for so long and have not fulfilled any of their parental responsibilities. They have raised Feng Xian since he was a child. What does how they treat him have anything to do with them? In what capacity do they refer to themselves? Are they qualified?

They don't deserve to scold themselves.

Feng Qiu's ears finally cleared. She fell on the sofa and raised her legs to rest on the coffee table. Even if there was someone next to her, she didn't mind at all whether she would be exposed: "Close the door before you leave."

The man left.

A few days later, the first heavy snow of the year finally came.

The few murder cases in City L are no longer frightening to the citizens.

Why?

It was verified that the victims searched were all serial murderers on the run, so the dangerous murderer was killed.

Good in one aspect, bad in many aspects.

It was all covered up by the snow anyway.

Feng Xian was wearing a hat and squatting under a big tree covered by heavy snow beside the house. The white down jacket wrapped him tightly, so that his figure could not be seen at all.

He took off the gloves on his hands, breathed out a breath of white breath towards his hands, and then used his red gloves to continue his creation - two snowmen.

His eyes that should have been full of indifference were filled with joy. He earnestly grabbed some snow from the side and piled it higher and higher on the snowman, getting bigger and bigger.

It's like, like a simple teenage boy.

Feng Xian kept taking back his hands and exhaling bursts of white air, and continued to pile them when his hands were a little warmer.

In the house, 001 snuggled up next to the stove and fell asleep comfortably and enjoyably.

Yuluo sat in the hanging basket on the second floor, drinking coffee while looking at Feng Xian, who was carefully building a snowman under the tree, which stood out among the white.

But compared to Feng Xian, who was wrapped like a ball, she was very thinly dressed. She only wore a white long-sleeved plush sweater on her upper body, and her face was as pale as ever.

Feng Xian didn't know how long he had been squatting. When he finished building two half-meter-high snowmen, he stood up, his body swayed, and his eyesight turned black.

After calming down for a while, he looked up to the second floor and smiled heartily: "Dear!"

"Well, it's a good pile. Put on your gloves quickly. We'll go back to the stove to warm ourselves up later."

"Honey, do you know who they are?"

Yuluo looked at the two rough and rugged snowmen, one high and one low, and nodded: "That one looks a lot like you."

"My dear, come down and play together!" Feng Xian heard her recovery and looked at the two 'exquisite' snowmen. The more he looked at them, the more joy he felt. He rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, "My dear, come down and let's play together."

Let’s play!”

Feng Yan looked back at the two little snowmen. When he looked back again, Yuluo had already come behind him. She was holding a new pair of gloves in her hand: "Your gloves are all wet, wear this pair instead."

"Dai later, my dear, come here and have a look!" Feng Yan led Yuluo to show Yuluo the two little snowmen, "This is the first time since I grew up that I have been so happy to play in the snow!

"

Two pure white snowmen stood under the tree. I couldn't say they were ugly, I could only say they were a bit... unsightly.

Feng Xian's hand temperature was lower than that of Yuluo, both hands were red, and the tip of his nose was also red from the cold, but he was still having fun playing like a child.

Yuluo took his hands and covered him: "Aren't you cold, little fool?"

Feng Xian, who was in love, was irrational. When he saw Yuluo covering his hand with great care, he walked over and opened his hand for a hug: "My dear, that's so nice!"

I really almost threw Yuluo onto the snow.

Yuluo stood up straight, pushed away a clingy man and handed him his gloves: "Now I'm going to build a snowman and you come and see. Put on the gloves."

Feng Yan stretched out his hands towards Yuluo, who lowered his head and silently helped him put on the gloves.

After a while, just as Yuluo was concentrating on building a mini version of Fengxian, a snowball suddenly hit her back. She heard the noise and quickly escaped. She turned back to look at someone who was smiling.

: "I'm so sorry, my dear, I almost hit you just now!"
Chapter completed!