Drifting Towards You

Wrapped in a piece of silver, snow fluttering like goose feathers all over the sky, the distant mountains overlap, and the winter is dignified.

"It's snowing? It's so beautiful..."

Being held by his big warm hand, Su Xiangwan raised his other hand and gently caught a few snowflakes.

Snowflakes are hexagonal ice crystals, which melt in a short while on the palm of the hand.

The slightly cool and moist touch overflowed in the palm of the palm, but I felt uncomfortable.

"When does it snow? I don't know." Su Xiangwan said softly.

She looked at Xue, Mu Beiting turned to look at her, and slowly said, "Last night."

Su Xiangwan was slightly startled, looking back at him blankly.

The first snow of this winter.

First time for her and him.

Inexplicably, this winter is very warm.

Sitting in the car, Su Xiangwan lay on the window and admired the snow scene for a while.

Then he turned his head and said to Mu Beiting, "Let’s go shopping first. What do your parents like? Is Shen Zhou here?"

Speaking of Mu Chenzhou, Mu Beiting's brows frowned again.

Turning his head and staring at her for a while, he said dissatisfied: "Are you familiar with him?"

"Huh? Who?"

"Mu Shenzhou."

Su Xiangwan thought for a while: "No...just familiar..."

A flash of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes: "Generally familiar?"

Su Xiangwan thought for a while, and corrected him: "I have met several times."

He snorted and looked out the window, playing with her little hand silently.

Shenzhou Shenzhou.

What do you usually call you so affectionate?

Think about how she called him Mu Beiting, who has always been a given name and surname, how come he got to Mu Chenzhou and he became Shen Zhou.

Su Xiangwan didn't know what he was upset about, so he leaned closer and said, "Mu Beiting, what kind of girl do your parents like?"

Mu Beiting retracted his gaze, glanced at her, and said indifferently: "Just the gender is correct."

"what?"

Su Xiang late didn't react.

He didn't explain, thinking that she would understand when she saw it.

"You... why did your parents suddenly want to see me." Su Xiangwan was still a little uneasy.

He slowly said: "The news of the injuries abroad has been kept secret, but they have heard a little bit of wind. So meeting to make them feel at ease."

Su Xiangwan nodded slightly: "But why take me with you?"

He squinted his eyes, a little dissatisfied.

Lightly raised her chin, and said solemnly, "It seems that some people still don't have the consciousness to become Mrs. Mu."

Su Xiangwan's cheeks flushed slightly, and he opened his hand and said, "No...No, I just ask."

He snorted softly, lowered his eyes and said, "Establish a position for Mrs. Mu, so that no one will always arrange a woman for your husband."

Su Xiangwan stuck out his tongue, okay.

He was complaining about his request for hidden marriage.

Knowing that he was wrong, Su Xiangwan quickly flattered and pretended: "Who dares to arrange a woman for you, come one and I will kill one, come two, I will kill one pair! I dare to ignore my Su Xiangwan, purely seeking death!"

After that, she blinked a pair of watery eyes to look at him again, and said softly: "How am I doing? My position is unstable?"

He rarely chuckled and looked at her dozingly: "Well, very steady."

Su Xiangwan smiled, tilted his head and leaned on his arm.

Perhaps, there are still many possibilities in life.

And she should try to be brave.

Not long after, the car slowly stopped in front of a hotel.

After getting out of the car, Mu Beiting was afraid that her back would catch a cold, so a big hand fell on her waist, protecting her in his arms.

Su Xiangwan covered most of his face with a scarf, broke his big hand, stepped back two meters, and said in a low voice, "Don't move your hands or feet. If we say yes, we will pretend not to know each other outside."