The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Quietly staring at her cold and faint eyes, he suddenly raised his lips and smiled.

She really was the one before her.

Talking and doing things as always is straightforward, simply.

Although knowing his words may change the atmosphere between the two.

Tong Yan raised his face and looked at him with a sigh of relief. The gas field was comparable to him.

She is still waiting for his answer.

"Because!" Shi Yanyang's dark ink gaze at the eyes of her clear reflection of the snow, and paused, slowly adding the latter sentence, "Every place you lived, I I want to go through them one by one!"

His answer is also very direct, and it seems that her ink is suddenly deeper.

In the air, a few snowflakes flutter and fall, crystal clear and flying like an elf.

The two men stared at each other quietly, and Tong Yan looked at his eyes very seriously, his eyes squinting at the meaning of his words.

She just wants to know, he just said the words, he came to see her this time, just because the two are old people, or, for other reasons!

The person in my heart is not her, why do you have to say this kind of sinister words three times and four times?

The night was getting thicker, and a cold wind blew past. Tong Yan didn't wear a scarf, her neck was filled with the wind, she was cold, she squatted, looked back, and her eyes were staggered, stuffed her head and wanted to go outside. Shi Yanyang pulled her and went to the house.

"It's cold at night, don't let yourself freeze!" Take her into the room, take her scarf and gloves on the sofa, and pull her into her arms. He wrapped a scarf around her neck for a few laps.

His movements were very slow, and while entangled, she helped her to organize the hair that was caught, and the movement was as detailed as a delicate doll.

Tong Yan left his movements and said nothing.

Shi Yanyang helped her to organize her hand, and she took her back and led her to go outside.

The environment in which Tong Yan lived was very quiet, and many trees were planted around it. On a winter night, Paris was already cold, and she was at least a couple of degrees colder than the urban area.

Shi Yanyang’s hand took her so much, led her to walk around the villa, and walked, staring quietly at the surroundings.

Tong Yan’s hand is very small, even if she wears thick plush gloves, she is still very small.

Shi Yanyang’s hand wrapped her hand back.

His movements were very casual. After she came out, she didn't let her hands loose, and she didn't know that she was just holding hands out of habit, or she was afraid that she would freeze.

For many times, Tong Yan stared at him and took a look at his hand.

Walking and walking, passing through a star-studded plush doll house, her footsteps stopped, and looked up at the man in front of her eyes, and she couldn’t help but say, "It’s not the relationship between men and women, is Mr. Shi? Pay attention to your own behavior?"

"Isn't a boyfriend or a friend not a brother?" Shi Yanyang was still walking forward, his voice was lazy.

boom!

Tong Yan’s ear was gently blown up, standing stiffly in the same place, like a slap in the face.

brother……

brother!

This is why he came to Paris and said so many misleading conversations?

Brother, a reason to be more grand!

Who is her brother?

Shi Yanyang walked a few steps forward and felt her stiffness behind her. She realized what she had said and looked at her sideways.