Chapter 1682 Canary (55)

Sometimes, she will tease her little maid on purpose.

Pei Chen stood quietly at the door, listening for an unknown how long.

Such a lively and agile person, it seems that he has never shown this side in front of him.

More, it is quiet and well-behaved.

Speak softly, answer only one question.

He has a calm face, standing outside the door, with the biting cold wind behind him.

As if he couldn't feel the biting chill, he kept standing, his gaze fell on the closed door.

There are warm lights inside, and the cheerful voice gradually fades away.

She seems to have finished eating, and the maid is cleaning up the dishes.

He slowly leaned against the pillar.

took out the cigar and lit the lighter.

With a cigarette between his knuckles, he smoked without saying a word.

Smoke, gradually lingering.

Blown away in the cold wind.

When Chunhua came out with the rest of the meal, she was taken aback when she saw the man leaning on the pillar outside the door.

A little surprised.

Subconsciously, she turned sideways to make way for him.

"My lady just finished eating and is reading a book now."

she said in a strange way.

The man in the cold military uniform did not speak.

Smoking a cigarette, his indifferent eyes fell on the ground.

His eyes were dull, and his emotions were not obvious.

As if he didn't hear her talking.

Chunhua saw that he was not moving, and she didn't know whether to leave or stay.

She groaned and re-entered the room.

seems to be going to tell her miss.

When she came out again, Chunhua came out first.

Holding the bowl and chopsticks, he saluted Pei Chen before leaving.

Behind him, the man in a white dress with a fused jacket stood inside the door.

The long hair is still loose, simple and unadorned.

No powder is applied, but the brows are full of spring.

The eyes are full and moving, with clear ripples.

She didn't wear a big fur, and her slim figure looked a bit thin.

Looking at him with a gentle and pure face, her red lips are soft.

Didn't say anything, as if waiting for him to speak first.

Extra quiet.

The man smoking a cigar raised his eyes to meet her.

Paused for two seconds, there was a cold wind blowing, he stood up straight and stepped forward.

Take her into the house and close the door.

Blocked the cold wind whistling outside.

The cigar that was still burning with sparks was randomly discarded under the pillar.

After entering the house, it was as warm as spring.

The man suddenly leaned over and hugged the person in his arms.

The arms slowly tightened, and his thin lips with cold air pressed against her warm cheeks.

kept rubbing together, and hugged her up.

He always liked to kiss her, always.

"..." The person who was easily carried, lowered his eyes, and quietly surrounded him.

Still neither dodging nor dodging, leaning obediently in his arms, like a delicate and beautiful doll.

It looks good, but it always feels a little angry.

Not fresh enough.

The tip of the man's nose rubbed against her, as if possessed, he kept kissing the corners of her lips.

He didn't stop until his breath gradually became rough and something was wrong.

clinging to her, her phoenix eyes are dark.

"Why don't you talk?"

He stroked her face a little gently, still pecking lightly once and for all.

The voice is deep and hoarse.

The beautiful man looked at him quietly, and slightly bent his eyes.

The tone is light and calm.

"What do you want me to say?"

He hugged her and walked towards Ruanta.

Put her down gently, but still hold her in his arms, not letting go.

"Anything is fine."

He kept rubbing her cheek, dropped his hand, and held her hand again.

(end of this chapter)