As his words fell, the snow fell like willow catkins passing by, falling between his hair, on his forehead and shoulders.

Chen Yanli's face seemed to be engraved in this cold and icy world.

His voice was obscure, but Sheng Qiang's heart was touched inch by inch.

It seemed that something was about to splash out in my heart, and it quickly gurgled away all her emotions.

Sheng Qiang bent her beautiful legs, almost half-kneeled on the bed, her knees moved, and took a few more steps forward.

Then he stretched out his hand directly from the window and hugged him like that.

She could hardly feel the snow, and her delicate wrist fractured, which was even whiter than the sparse falling of the world outside.

At this moment, Sheng Qiang felt that all the blood had been caressing, shouting, letting her hold him tightly and stand outside the window.

On a snowy winter night, the world is free and peaceful.

But outside the window, the sky was low and the night was quiet, and the hearts of the two were also stuck together.

"Don't say that." She hugged him tightly, her tone was filled with unprecedented feelings, "Chen Yanli, you are not wrong."

If he had experienced a roller coaster like her, then he would be worried about gains and losses under the same circumstances.

"I know everything." Sheng Qiang said as he squeezed into his arms, burying his head tightly on the side of his neck, his eyes sore and sore.

She had no reason and could not control her, and she just lost control.

Tears were rolling and then they fell.

Sheng Qiang suddenly discovered that sometimes his perception might be more violent than what he actually predicted.

"I know everything." The girl cried silently, letting tears flow, her voice was almost floating, but she emphasized over and over again, "I know everything..."

She knew why Chen Yanli said he was wrong.

He was just that after trying his best to restrain his emotions, he fell into repeated regrets.

And these are just fears that she is sad, that's all.

It seems that from the beginning, he has been particularly protecting her.

In such a silent way, I thought she didn't know.

Such an unruly and stubborn person finally broke his pride, wandering in the snowy night, struggling and choosing.

He was obviously angry, but also slightly injured.

But he still came to knock on her window.

Sheng Qiang has perception and his own response.

But he also deeply knew that people with a temperament like Chen Yanli could not control themselves when facing such things.

There was a sound of wind blowing around and rushed towards the two of them.

But such strict seamlessness and closeness do not give any opportunity to take advantage of.

Chen Yanli was rarely speechless, but she gave a warm reaction.

He clasped her with one hand, then lowered his head slightly, and leaned on the side of her neck.

The young lover stands in the snow like this.

They stood and knelt, hugged each other tightly in an awkward but extremely compatible posture.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a thin layer of snow on the top of both of them.

The cold wind whistled into the collar, causing trembling pieces—

Sheng Qiang came back to his senses only then.

She raised her head slightly, her nasal voice was heavy, and her eyes seemed to have been washed, "If you don't come in, it's so cold outside, it's easy to catch a cold."

Chen Yanli nodded slightly, but first poked her lips and sucked the tears on her cheeks.

The wet touch is a little cool, just stick it over.

"You don't think it's dirty." Sheng Qiang was stunned. Unexpectedly, Chen Yanli reacted like this and blinked.

"What do I think of my wife?"

Chen Yanli let Sheng Qiang take a few steps back, then pushed open the other half of the window, supported it with one hand on the window coffin, and rolled it neatly, and came over directly.

After touching the ground, he closed the window with his backhand.

With a slight "pop".

The coldness of the outside world was completely covered at this moment, and the bounded house completely pulled them to the same rope again in the same boundary.

Only the warm yellow bedside lights were on in the room, dizzying the two people who had just woken up from a heavy fog.

Chen Yanli's black eyes seemed to be deep and approached a few steps.

"A Qiang." He said, "I will never do that again in the future."

It's not just a question about whether Sheng Qiang goes to France.

Chen Yanli also mentioned the move of him leaving after he finished speaking.

In fact, he and Sheng Qiang knew it well, and they knew it well—

Chen Yanli's laboratory is closed after being busy, so it will no longer be opened at will. There are confidential information inside, so it cannot be careless or leaked.

So, almost after he said he had to go back to the laboratory.

Sheng Qiang noticed it keenly.

But this is not the key to the problem.

"No..." Sheng Qiang pinched his fingertips and shook his head, "You can do that."

She raised her eyes and looked at him, "It's not just about this time, but before and after."

"And then what you said today. I didn't mean to not tell you the first time. I originally thought that we would have a good talk after sitting down, but then-"

Because of her temperament, Sheng Qiang was inevitably worried too much. She also wanted to solve the problem successfully, so she adopted her usual method.

But the most conservative and most rules in the past have become the most limited.

This time, I happened to encounter Chen Yanli's busyness and Li Yi's condition. The two sides were in contact with each other, which no one could have expected in advance.

I finished talking about this briefly with Shen Yanli.

Sheng Qiang's long eyelashes slightly restrained, "Do you know, I feel so uncomfortable today."

"Part one because of you, and partly because of myself."

Speaking of this, she slowly raised her eyes, "Maybe this will continue in the future, but if we encounter it, will we say it out loud?"

"Chen Yanli, I know a lot about you. Don't think I don't know." Sheng Qiang leaned closer to him, "What I know more is that you know that you are likely to go to France, but I didn't tell you what you were feeling at that moment."

Chen Yanli just looked at the girl in front of her.

Her porcelain white face was marked with a hazy brilliance by the light.

His heart beats, and he comes from unprecedented emotions.

Chen Yanli stretched out his long arms slightly, hugged her tightly, and kept moaning in her ears, "A Qiang, A Qiang."

The almost passionate, the swelling feelings were like a flood discharge opening where the floodgates were opened.

Once on the verge of the day, I am almost ready to go.

He got her at such a young age.

Chen Yanli approached the girl, and her breath rolled up, "I feel like you have been slaughtered."

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After a little calming down.

Chen Yanli was pushed to his bed by Sheng Qiang.

She stood up briefly and carefully brushed away the broken snow that had melted from his shoulders, with no expression on her face.

The tips of the ears are red like Indian devil peppers—

It was entirely because of his last words.

What kind of people who don’t have to be a gu?

He insisted on saying that himself.

Chen Yanli admired her self-satisfied calmness and spoke slowly.

"You just said that if you continue to do this in the future, just say it out." He said, looking at her, meaning it out, "But before you can say it out, you have to cry."

“………”

The sequelae of Sheng Qiang has not completely faded, and his eyes are still slightly red.

Seeing that the former Chen Yanli was back, she glared at him fiercely.

But the mood is good.
To be continued...