Rong Yanran glared at him angrily: "What do you think?" Murong Xuan let go of his hand, Rong Yanran walked to the window and lifted up a corner of the curtain. Sure enough, it was snowing!

Rong Yanran felt excited and opened the crack in the window. A squirt of air conditioning came. She couldn't help but sneeze, but she clearly saw that the roof, the ground, and the trees were covered with thick layers of snow. The ancient scenery was covered with silver and was particularly charming.

Before she could cheer, her two long arms circled her behind her. While closing the window, Murong Xuan picked her up and threw her onto the bed, blaming her, "Sleep well, what window should I open in the middle of winter? What should I do if I get cold?"

Rong Yanran sat up excitedly and cheered: "Murong Xuan, it's snowing outside."

Murong Xuan pressed her down on the bed, warmed her slightly cool body with her hot chest, and said in a muffled voice: "I understand."

Why is this reaction? Rong Yanran couldn't figure it out and actively said: "This is the first snow in winter."

Murong Xuan wrapped her tighter: "Well, I'll order someone to clean it later."

Rong Yanran pushed him excitedly, she obviously didn't mean that!

Murong Xuan felt the strength of her cold little hands and her gentle appearance, and her clear eyes vented her dissatisfaction. "What's wrong? I'm not asking you to sweep it."

Rong Yanran pouted her lips aggrievedly and said coquettishly: "I don't want to sweep the snow, I want to play with the snow."

Murong Xuan looked at her childlike appearance, curled up the corners of her lips and hugged her in her arms again: "Okay, don't sweep, wait until you have enough fun."

Rong Yanran was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she broke free from his arms: "No, I think from now on, I'm going to play with snow now."

Murong Xuan's deep eyes looked at her motionlessly: "Are you sure? My wife who slept until dark every day would get up early today to play with the snow. There are warm quilts and fleshy arms here..."

His beautiful lips and gentle words made Rong Yanran's face hesitate.

"Sleep for a while, the snow is so heavy that it won't melt for a while." Murong Xuan loved her expression that was entangled for fun and sleeping, and once again took her into her arms. Oh, it was so soft and comfortable, and she couldn't stand it after a while.

Rong Yanran moved her body. Murong Xuan thought she was still sticking to her opinion, so the big man made a statement: "I said I'll wait a while before I go there. You're still in a daze and you're going to play with snow easily. You'll get sick after using breakfast later. Let's go together, and you don't have to go to court today anyway."

Rong Yanran looked at him with bright black eyes, wow, why did he think so well and consider himself? But what she wanted to say was not like, and her tone was weak: "Axuan, husband..." Murong Xuan felt intuition that he would have to ask for something later, "Can you tell the butler not let them sweep the snow?" The servants of the Seven Princes Mansion were quite diligent, and she had experienced it herself!

Murong Xuan widened his eyes with some anger, and Rong Yanran shook her body so scared that she hid under the quilt. "I'll let you lie comfortably in the quilt, please tell the butler not to let them sweep the snow."
Chapter completed!