Feng Yan looked down at the gloves on his hands, smiled and pulled them off: "Otherwise we will pile them together. The two before are too ugly. We might as well start a new pile!"

"Just pile it there, don't come over." Yuluo kneaded the soft snow on his hands into a small ball on Feng Xian's hat, while looking at Feng Xian not far away indifferently, until he started to

Build a snowman in his place.

Yuluo turned around and bent down to put the ball on the hat worn by the mini version of Feng Xian. Then he grabbed a pile of snow on the side and patiently rolled the pile of snow into a snowball bit by bit.

Then he quickly threw it towards Feng Xian. Feng Xian reacted quickly and smashed the snowball with a roundhouse kick: "Dear?"

"Sorry, I almost missed you." Yuluo smiled and shook off some residual snow on his hand.

Feng Yan also bent down and grabbed a ball of snow from the ground, rolled it into a ball and looked at Yuluo: "My dear, do you want to have a snowball fight with me, your boyfriend? I'm happy to accompany you!"

"No, besides, you are not my boyfriend. I just told you after I finished stacking that I plan to go back to the house and you stack it yourself."

"My dear, aren't you worried that my hands will be frozen if I play in the snow?" Feng Yan deliberately raised his red hands and looked at them.

They are obviously the same person, why does she have to make the distinction so obvious?

Is it because I can't compare to Feng Xian?

No, I believe that I can definitely compete with him. My physical appearance is hundreds of times more handsome than Feng Xian, and I am not a weakling like him who can compete with him!

Even if he has not yet devoured that person, there is no comparison between Feng Yan and himself.

"I'm worried, but I'm just not worried about you." Yuluo saw him throwing the gloves aside, and walked over to pick them up, but Feng Xian quickly picked them up before her: "This is for me, dear."

My! I will be good! Well! Cherish!”

In this case, Yuluo just ignored him and returned to the house.

Feng Xian held the snowball in his hand, watching Yu Luo's back gradually disappear, and then he smashed the mini version of Feng Xian against Yu Luo's pile.

Snap!

The mini version of Feng Yan was shot in the head.

Looking at the two snowmen Feng Xian had built, he walked over and raised his feet to step on the tall snowman.

Suddenly, a sharp tingling sensation hit him. Feng Yan stood up straight and smiled scornfully: "You want to steal your body from me? I told you that you are a loser. How can you possibly defeat me?"

He endured the pain in his soul and controlled his body, then raised his foot and kicked Feng Xiandu to pieces. However, the pain was suddenly amplified hundreds of times.

This is more painful than cutting my heart in the past.

That moment may have really angered Feng Xian in his body. He was fighting for his body like crazy, constantly rushing against the surrounding barriers that had always suppressed him for a long time.

Feng Yan suddenly felt a fishy taste in his mouth, and when he raised his hand and coughed, his hand was filled with blood.

How dare a coward resist?

At this time, Feng Xian felt his eyes go dark and lost all feeling.

Feng Huan overtook him for the first time.

He knelt down in front of the last remaining snowman, raised his hand to wipe his mouth, and then used his hands stained with snow to build a taller snowman next to the short snowman.

After finishing the pile, Feng Xian sat alone on the snow and looked at the two snowmen blankly. After a long time, he stood up and went back.

My dear, it's mine, no one is allowed to take it from me.

Over the next few days, Yuluo noticed that Feng Xian was not in a generally good mood, but she just smiled and didn't say anything.

Fang Luya found the location where Yuluo and the others lived, and she wanted to talk to Yuluo.

The tan velvet windbreaker was wrapped around her body, which easily highlighted Fang Luya's good figure. She calmly looked at the equally calm Yuluo opposite, and pursed her lips slightly: "Has Si Tingchen come to see you?

"

At this time, Feng Yan had been sent to the bedroom to read by Yuluo, and the two of them sat face to face in the study.

"Why do you come to ask me this?"

"But I can tell you clearly that he has not come to see me."

Yuluo smiled softly and looked at Fang Luya.

Since you chose to ask me, it means you already have the answer in your heart.

Fang Luya understood the words in Yuluo's eyes at a glance. She turned her head and said, "I hope you can help me."

"It was you who asked me to free him, but you left."

"Since you have the ability to resist the temptation of my flesh and blood, I believe you are no weaker than him and have the ability to free him in the first place."

"Although you said those words to me last time, you didn't show up directly. I know you were stimulating me and making me feel a sense of crisis..."

"And that beautiful skirt, was it a gift from you, right? When I put it on, Si Tingchen's emotional changes were indeed a little obvious, but only a little bit."

"You should know him well."

"And...you are trying to match us up, right?"

Although Fang Luya's tone was very calm, she was also confident and confident.

"I just provided you with a marriage partner who has a chance of being with you, and I'm just borrowing him to repay the debt I owe you."

Yuluo knew that Fang Luya would definitely not remember that her parents were killed by the original owner, but Yuluo also remembered that the original owner was killed by Fang Luya's parents.

Because the Fang family's parents were killed for their own selfish desires, they owe their lives to the original owner.

But because the original owner killed Fang's parents, it stands to reason that the original owner owes Fang Luya her life.

Although the original owner has always been full of resentment towards Fang Luya, Yuluo is not her, so she has to use the plot to repay the debt she has always owed to the original owner.

"What do you owe me?" Fang Luya frowned and looked at her in confusion. She had never seen her a few times, so why did she seem so familiar with him? And what did she owe herself?

"It's just an old thing. You don't know what's best."

"It has a lot to do with me?"

"Well, it has a lot to do with you, including me, but now we are clear." At this time, Yuluo's phone vibrated. She lowered her eyes and found that it was Feng Qian who sent the message to ask if they had finished chatting.

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She turned off her phone: "As you can see, Feng Xian is my boyfriend now, and I don't want to get too involved in the affairs of the two of you."

"As for Si Tingchen... I think the piece of jade around your neck is made from his incomplete bones. I will give you the rest of his bones later. I believe you will find them useful."

"..."

"Actually, I admire you more. You know what you want and you go for it, but..." There is something wrong with the method.

Yuluo didn't say anything, just smiled.

"So you're going to help me?"

"No, Miss Fang, we are already settled."

Having said that, Fang Luya didn't feel comfortable saying anything else. After she got some of Si Tingchen's remaining bones, she left in a hurry.
Chapter completed!