The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

The person I like has light, but light but not dazzling, and is the same as the light.

An Chen stood there, just under the beam of light, and Fu Yanxing suddenly thought of these words in his head.

God gave the light and wind to Jiyue, the cherry blossoms to spring, the night to stars, the heartbeat to blush, and Anchen to Fu Yanxing. This is the fate destined by God.

You came in the light of the long stars, but I lost my mind the moment you arrived. From then on, mountains and rivers passed, and the cold winter dawned, you had me, and I also hoped that I had you.

Fu Yanxing walked towards An Chen step by step, towards his happiness and his future, step by step firmly.

An Chen was born worthy of being loved, and there was no need to doubt this in Fu Yanxing's eyes. In his eyes, An Chen was like eight thousand miles of clouds and moon, or a hundred thousand galaxies. Everyone in the world was moved when they saw it, but he was the only one who was drunk for three thousand miles.

I don't know when, light snow started to fall from the sky, and soon it spread a thin layer on the ground.

Fu Yanxing also walked to An Chen's side. The two squatted on the ground, and then wrote each other's names on the snow.

Fu Yanxing laughed while writing, and then kept staring at An Chen, grinding for a long time without finishing writing the name.

It's really difficult to write An Chen's name. It's not that the strokes are cumbersome. It's just that when writing An Chen's name, you have to dip in four parts of the spring breeze, three parts of the moonlight, two parts of being tipsy, and one part of her eyebrows.

The others had already returned to the house. After searching around, they didn't see these two people. Then they looked out through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room and saw two figures, one black and one white, squatting in the snow.

The two figures squatted together and looked inexplicably harmonious. Fu Yanxing was a little behind, just enough to cover half of An Chen's body. The big black shadow enveloped the small dumpling, which had an indescribable beauty.

"Go back quickly. It's too cold outside. Don't catch a cold." Neither of them wore coats. Fu Yanxing used himself to block the wind from behind for An Chen, and then led An Chen into the house.

When the two people came in, their hands were cold. Fu Yanxing took An Chen's little hand where no one noticed, and then put it into his clothes.

Fu Yanxing's abdominal muscles are really super warm. He can put his cold hands directly into his clothes so simply. Fu Yanxing is really a man.

Since his hands were already in his clothes, such a good opportunity certainly couldn't be wasted. An Chen originally wanted to touch it, but his hand was held too tightly and he couldn't break free for a while.

"The ingredients for today's dinner are here. I'll take someone out to get them." Yan Yi answered the phone and hurriedly walked out. Others followed and prepared to help.

An Chen originally wanted to follow him out, but was pulled back by Fu Yanxing.

"Everyone has gone to help. Only the two of us are still standing here." An Chen turned around and stood face to face with Fu Yanxing.

Fu Yanxing also directly stretched out his hands to wrap around An Chen's waist. It has to be said that An Chen's waist is so thin that Fu Yanxing can wrap it around with one hand.

How can you still be so thin after eating so much? Fu Yanxing felt that he still didn't feed An Chen enough and didn't have enough nutrition. He was really too thin and was not good for his health.

In such an ambiguous atmosphere, it was amazing that Fu Yanxing could think of this problem. An Chen's thoughts actually went further. She was wondering now, does Fu Yanxing exercise regularly? Why is the figure so good?