Chapter 1475: The warmth of Christmas Eve on the eve of the wedding (3)

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After explaining to her daughter, Sang Xia was already anxious to go back.
The phone dialed another number instead.
Mastered by heart.
Of course, just as she was dialing out, suddenly and slowly, under the dimly yellow street lamp, the crystal clear snowflakes on the six corners fell, deflected and fell on the back of her hand, on the screen of the phone...
She raised her head slightly, and under the dim yellow street lamp of the street, fluffy snow fell in the sky and the earth.
Gentle, beautiful.
Sang Xia opened her eyes slightly.
Snowing.
It's snowing in such a street.
This winter came extra late, and this was the first snow this year.
Gradually, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the prosperous metropolis is surrounded by the snow scene of the fairy tale class. Sang Xia doesn’t know when to put down her mobile phone, stretches out her palms, and raises her head, feeling the arrival of the first snow. This scene touched her.
Not far away, a car stopped slowly.
The man in the car just looked at the scene not far away.
On a snowy day, under the dim street lamp, on the side of the busy street, a slender, beautiful woman with a cold face is wearing a knee-length coat, standing there with a scarf, spreading her palms, tilting her head slightly, looking at the goose feathers Snow like snow slowly fell from the sky.
That scene is extremely beautiful.
The snowy city of t is picturesque, and she is like the person in the painting.
Addictive.
Her slender figure stood there, wanting to make people have the urge to hold her in her arms.
Sang Xia looked at the sky, feeling the cool sensation of snow fluttering and falling on her face, she slowly closed her eyes.
suddenly.
A pair of slender, white hands passed through her waist.
He held her in his arms.
Sang Xia didn't open her eyes, because the man behind her had bowed his head and held her in his arms, with his face buried between her hair and neck, sniffing, and kissing (wen).
The breath on his body is very familiar to her.
Cool and with a touch of tobacco flavor.
"Is it cold?"
He heard a bewitching voice.
"Fortunately, when it snows, it is actually not cold. When the snow melts, it is the coldest time." Sang Xia said, holding his hand that fell on his waist, covering it, and looking away. He said, "Let's go back soon, your girl called to urge you."
The corners of Rong Zhan’s thin lips twitched lightly, and the intoxicating affection flashed through the long and narrow eyes of the phoenix eyes. He pecked (kiss wen) lovingly on the corners of her lips, and after a while, he wrapped her in his black (color) ) In the arms of the coat, walked to the car not far away.
And the girl in the couple at the bus station was surprised to see the two people who were gradually leaving.
She didn't seem to expect that she thought she was a lonely woman just now. As a result, she had children and a husband, and that man was so disturbed.
When I walked here before, I had a black (colored) turtleneck sweater on the inside, a black (colored) coat on the outside, dark eyes, long narrow eyes, and neat shreds of hair.
He had the face of a wicked and exquisite bad man, but he didn't expect it to be the husband who looked at the cold woman.
It seems quite contradictory, but there is an unspeakable match.
Thinking of the intimacy between the two people just now under the street lamp, the girl blushed slightly.
What kind of people are there in this bustling metropolis?