Chapter 1354: The Eve of the Wedding, the Warmth of Christmas Eve (3)

Sang Xia gave a lot of instructions. She couldn't be completely relieved until the kid was under her nose.

After explaining to her daughter, Sang Xia was already thinking about going back in a hurry.

She dialed another number on her phone.

She knew it by heart.

However, just as she was about to dial, suddenly, under the dim street lights, hexagonal crystal clear snowflakes fell slowly, and fell on the back of her hand and the screen of her phone...

She raised her head slightly, and under the dim street lights, fluffy snow fell between the sky and the earth.

Soft and beautiful.

Sang Xia opened her eyes slightly.

It's snowing.

It's snowing on such a street.

This year's winter came particularly late, and this is the first snow of this year.

Gradually, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the whole bustling metropolis was in the snow scene of the fairy tale class. Sang Xia didn't know when to put down her phone, spread out her palm, raised her head, felt the arrival of the first snow, and felt the touch brought to her by this scene.

Not far away, a car slowly stopped.

The man in the car just looked at the scene not far away.

On a snowy day, under the dim street lights, beside the busy street, a slender, cold and beautiful woman was wearing a knee-length coat and a scarf, standing there, spreading her palms, slightly raising her head, watching the goose-feather-like snowflakes slowly falling from the sky.

That scene was extremely beautiful.

The snowy T city was as beautiful as a painting, and she was like a person in the painting.

It was fascinating.

Her slender figure stood there, making people want to hold her in their arms.

Sang Xia looked up at the sky, feeling the cool feeling of the snowflakes fluttering and falling on her face, and she slowly closed her eyes.

Suddenly.

A pair of slender white hands passed through her waist.

He held her in his arms.

Sang Xia did not open her eyes, because the man behind her had lowered his head, held her in his arms, buried his face in her hair and neck, sniffing and kissing.

The smell on his body was very familiar to her.

Cool and with a faint smell of tobacco.

"Is it cold?"

His charming voice came.

"Fortunately, it's not cold when it snows. It's the coldest when the snow melts." Sang Xia said, holding his hand on his waist, covering it, and tilting her head to look at him, "Let's go back early, your daughter called to urge us."

Rong Zhan's cold lips twitched slightly, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes flashed with intoxicating affection. He kissed her lips lovingly, and after a long time, he wrapped her in his black coat and walked to the car not far away.

The girl in the couple at the bus stop looked at the two people who were gradually leaving, and was surprised.

It seemed that she didn't expect that the woman she thought was very lonely just now turned out to have children and a husband, and that man was so disturbing.

When she came here before, she was wearing a black turtleneck sweater inside and a black coat outside, with dark pupils, narrow eyes, and neat hair.

He has a face that is too evil and exquisite, like a bad man, but I didn't expect that he would be the husband of the cold and indifferent woman.

It seems quite incongruous, but there is an indescribable match.

Thinking of the intimacy of the two people under the street light just now, the girl blushed slightly.

What kind of people are there in this prosperous metropolis?