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The white snow, the blue wall, and the red wall constitute a very exquisite picture scroll.

The wind does not stop, the snow will live. "Quack", the soles of the shoes smashed through the snow particles and splashed.

A smile appeared in Song Xi's eyes, and said, "She's here."

But the courtyard was so deserted that only the wind visited.

Although she is not considered to be superior in martial arts, her five senses are superior to ordinary people since she was a child, and she didn't hear a single bit of movement just now.Could it be that Song Xizhi can hear all directions with his ears and see all directions with his eyes?

Qiu Tong was dubious, stood still, and listened intently to the movement outside, only the snowflakes fell.Mixed with violent winds.

No customers.Qiutong's complexion stretched.

However, after a while, the snow and the wind changed.

"quack!"

The snowdrops are broken!

There are guests.Both Song Xizhi and Qiu Tong looked at the door.

A corner of the square curtain was lifted, and the fingers above were slender and well-proportioned. A woman in Tsing Yi lowered her head slightly, and slowly walked in with her umbrella closed.

When she raised her head to reveal her true face, it only made people feel that the air was fresh.

If the orchid is Yiyi, if the willow flutters, if the clear water is gurgling.

Elegant and supple, everyone has demeanor.

This wonderful woman put her umbrella by the door, walked over gracefully, and said, "Sister."

This title, the identity of the woman is self-evident.It was Song Xialan, the second lady of Xiangfu who had a relationship with Qiutong once.

After Qiutong left, Song Xizhi coughed, looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes softened like water, and said in a warm voice: "It's snowing so much, why doesn't my sister wear more clothes?"

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