A warm scarf was wrapped around her neck. The scarf was so long that even after wrapping it twice, a long part still hung on her thigh.

"Let's go, my car is not far away, I'll take you back." Ye Chuyun took two steps forward, and the hem of his coat was caught. Ding Yiyi's face was rosy as if blown by the wind.

She took off the scarf and handed it to him, "Wear it!" Seeing that Ye Chuyun didn't pick it up, she repeated it again, "Wear it!"

She is not the kind of person who thinks that men should treat women unconditionally. She is so cold now. Ye Chuyun is also a human being, and he will be cold too!

Ye Chuyun took the scarf and put it around her. Before Ding Yiyi could react, the other end of the scarf was wrapped around her neck. The scarf brought the two people closer.

"Let's go, aren't you in a hurry to go out?" Ye Chuyun smiled, took the initiative to take her wrist and walked forward.

Time passed little by little, and the snow outside the window became heavier and heavier. Ye Chuyun sighed with emotion, "It seems that this is the last snow before the Spring Festival."

Ding Yiyi responded casually. Her eyes always moved to her watch, and all her emotions were reflected on her face, including anxiety and worry.

Ye Chuyun turned back his gaze and speeded up, saying calmly: "We'll be there soon."

As soon as the car stopped, Ding Yiyi opened the door and ran out. She waved to Ye Chuyun and ran towards the door of Ye's house, her ponytail swaying behind her head.

Ye Chuyun stayed in the warm car, watching her figure gradually go away, and then disappear from his sight. His mouth was full of bitter taste. He opened the glove box and took out the cigarette case that had not been touched for a long time.

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The orange light on the fingertips flashes, the faint smell of nicotine stimulates the taste buds, the white snowflakes outside the window gradually cover the car, the lonely heart is locked in the chest by the lonely person, and the lonely person is locked in the lonely snow

In the car.

As soon as Ding Yiyi entered the door, she was pulled into a warm embrace. She raised her head with difficulty and accepted Ye Nianmo's embrace. The huge pendulum clock in the living room was moving, and the time was just right, every minute and every second was missing.

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Ye Nianmo put all his restraint on his arms. His worry, his irritability, and his confusion were all aroused at this moment. He knew that she would be in pain, but he could not relax his strength.

Ding Yiyi raised her head as if she was forced to do so. She looked at the crystal ceiling on the ceiling and gradually raised her hands hanging by her side.

"Nianmo!" Aoxue stood behind the two of them. She shouted softly, as if the person hugging her no longer existed. Ye Nianmo glanced at her, took Ding Yiyi's hand and prepared to leave.

Ding Yiyi wanted to pull away, but found that the other party's hand became stronger, and the interlocking of his fingers caused the temperature to rise.

Hot and sober, low and wheezing, the injured and the insecure people warmed each other, trying to warm themselves with each other's temperature, but suddenly found that after the warmth, the body became colder.

Ding Yiyi sat up and rubbed her sore waist. The white sheets around her were slightly messy, which reminded her of the madness last night. "Why have we reached the last step?" She muttered, got out of bed, grabbed her slippers and left.

Entering the bathroom, she suddenly turned around and called out, "Chengbao?"

The surroundings were quiet. Cheng Bao did not run towards her with his tail wagging as usual. She shouted again disapprovingly. She was the only voice in the large room.

She walked towards the window and thought of the Ye family's alarm system. She thought that it was only five o'clock in the morning, and the Ye family's alarm system might not be disarmed yet, so opening the window would require another explanation.
Chapter completed!