[Comprehensive] Mandarin Duck Pot is Mandarin Duck Pot

On December 12th, every corner of the street was filled with festive atmosphere.Christmas trees and Santa Claus are placed at the entrance of almost all shopping malls, and colorful lanterns are decorated everywhere.

Tatsuro Yamashita's "Silent Night" echoed in the streets and alleys, and almost all the pedestrians on the street were in pairs, forcibly celebrating Christmas as Valentine's Day.

Even though it was a holiday, Hong Jiaodong still patrolled the streets.

At this time, Hong Jiaodong has graduated from Xiongying and has officially become a hero.Although he is quite dissatisfied with his father, he has to admit that his father, as the No.2 hero, is now the No.1 hero, which is indeed worthy of the name.

Therefore, he came to work in his father's firm after graduation.

"Jiao Dong, come on duty for me tonight!" Lie Yan's female assistant, Burning, clasped her hands together and begged Jiao Dong.

"En." After he agreed, he suddenly remembered that today is Christmas Eve.

After winter, the temperature gradually dropped, but it never snowed.Because of his "half-cold, half-burning" personality, Hong Jiaodong doesn't feel cold.

"It's so cold, why isn't it snowing yet?"

A couple passed him by.While complaining, the girl breathed hard on her hands.The boy hugged the girl into his arms, "Isn't it cold?"

Jiao Dong felt that he was being abused, he shook his head, and shook the thought out of his head.

"But..." He breathed out towards the sky, and his breath turned into white mist.

"It's time for snow."

"The hero is frozen!"

He suddenly heard someone calling him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be several five or six-year-old boys.

"Hey, today is Christmas Eve, are you on patrol?" the boy asked innocently.

Hong Jiaodong is not very good at dealing with children, he nodded with a wooden face.

"Hey~~~" the boys dragged their voices, and one of them suddenly saw the small bottle hanging on Hong Jiaodong's waist.

"What's in there?" he asked, pointing to the bottle. "Is there any sugar?"

When the other boys heard the word "sugar", they all became excited, "I want it, I want it too!"

Jiao Dong helplessly protected the emergency medicine on his waist, "Sorry, I can't give this to you."

"Cut! Stingy." The boys grimaced at him. "We don't care! Five pennies!"

"He's still on patrol today, he must be a virgin without a girlfriend!"

The boys ran away laughing, yelling "five ding ding" and "virgin".

Jiao Dong felt that his face was a little hot, but the pedestrians ignored the child's joke, but gave him kind and grateful eyes.

"Jiao~Feng" He suddenly felt someone talking in his ear, and the warm breath brushed against the tip of his ear.

He turned around suddenly, and the girl was standing in front of him.

She was wearing a snow-white plush coat and beige over-the-knee boots, her hands were tucked into the sleeves, her fair cheeks were slightly red from the cold, like a little rabbit.

"Snow? Why are you here?" Jiao Dong's eyes showed surprise, but he glanced at Liu Jing's clothes, but frowned again, "Too little clothes."

"It's okay." Yanai shrugged, "Burning said you're patrolling around here, so I'll come over to see if I can run into you."

"I heard it from a long distance away." She smiled slightly, "You have such a good temper."

Scorching is a little unclear.

Yanai leaned into his ear again, "I'm still on patrol today, it really doesn't look like I have a girlfriend."

A suspicious blush appeared on his face.

"Let's go, I'll stay with you for a while," Yanai put his hands in his coat pockets and walked in front of him, "Is the shift going to be changed soon?"

He let out a "huh" and suddenly remembered the couple he met just now.

Jiao Dong walked quickly to Liu Jing's side, wrapped her shoulders with his left hand, and pulled her into his arms.

"This way it won't be cold." He suppressed his throat and explained with a flushed face.

"I didn't say I was cold..." Yanai muttered silently, but his body shrank honestly into his frozen left side.

"It seems to be snowing."

The girl stretched out her hand forward, and a crystal clear hexagonal snowflake melted and disappeared in the girl's hand.

"Yeah." Jiao Dong took her hand.

Looking up again, heavy snow has already swirled and fell like feathers.

"By the way...Merry Christmas, Scorch."

"Well, Merry Christmas, Snow."