He handed over a box with a black bag.

Qiao Ran took the package and scanned the code to pay with her mobile phone. She opened the package on the spot and said, "Wait a minute, don't leave. I'll take a look at the contents. If it doesn't fit, I can return it on the spot."

The deliveryman stood waiting. Qiao Ran opened the package and took out a black velvet box. She opened it. She looked inside and said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go. Thank you."

After the delivery man left, Qiao Ran took a few steps forward and threw the package into the trash can.

Holding the black velvet box she had just received in her hand, she walked back along the road railing.

It was so cold that she felt that for just a short while, her fingers were frozen and became less flexible.

She stopped and breathed into her palm, white mist swirling in front of her eyes.

Still very cold.

Suddenly, a warm scarf was wrapped around her neck and wrapped around her body.

Suddenly, the biting cold wind was blocked.

She was stunned. She recognized this scarf, which was pure black with a bold logo printed on the bottom. It was a pure cashmere scarf from the top brand Hermès. It was Zuo Chenye's scarf. It was him who put the scarf on her from behind.

When did he come down with her?

Just as she was about to turn around, he hugged her from behind.

His slender arms wrapped around her from behind and hugged her waist. His strong chin rested on her shoulder.

Hot breath sprayed on the side of her neck, "It's such a cold day, why did you go downstairs? You didn't forget to bring a scarf."

His cheek was close to hers, and his whole body was resting on her body.

She stood still, and he held her tighter and tighter.

"How is it? Are you warmer?" he asked softly.

Qiao Ran raised his face, and suddenly felt a bit of coldness fall on his face, and then, scattered snow fell.

She said "Ah" softly and exclaimed, "It's snowing!"

The first snow of this year fell in the air.

Scattered snow particles were blown by the wind and hit her body. She picked up a little and it instantly melted into the palm of her hand.

With a soft curve on her lips, she admired from the bottom of her heart, "So beautiful."

Growing up in K City, the south was warm and snow was rare. Later, she went to Country M for four years and never saw snow. The capital is located in a cold place, and the first snow this winter came unexpectedly.

"Do you like snow?" He turned her around and stared at her deeply.

"If you like snow, I will take you to Country R to see the snow scene every year from now on, okay?"

The intoxicating voice, deep and magnetic, rang in her ears.

She nodded as if she was bewitched.

He smiled.

Suddenly he bowed his head and kissed her lips.

Her lips were ice-cold, but his lips were as hot as fire, covering her lips and transmitting warmth to her. It was warmer than the scarf around her neck and warmed to the bottom of her heart.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, like sprinkled salt, like flying catkins, the wind picked up the snowflakes and flew directly towards the two of them. The falling snowflakes fell between him and her, falling silently.

They kissed in the street.

The picture is beautiful and intoxicating.
Chapter completed!