"Mu Jingchen, it's snowing, it's snowing!"

Suddenly, Xia Yimo excitedly pulled Mu Jingchen's clothes a few times, got out of his arms, poked his little head out of the window, and stretched out a small hand, wanting to catch a snowflake.

Among the colorful balloons, snowflakes with goose feathers are flying and falling, adding a touch of different flavor to this Christmas.

"There is no snow at Christmas, I always feel that something is missing, it didn't rain last year, and I was still disappointed, it's good, it's snowing this year!" Xia Yimo chirped, and behind her, Mu Jingchen looked at her, but smiled silently. A glance is also stunning enough.

Near Xia's house, Feng Yu successfully completed the task and drove home.

Looking back at the goose feather snow in the sky, and the colorful balloons strolling on the sidelines, I am proud and tired.

"So, why should I ask cheaply, do my sister-in-law need help on her birthday!"

"Ahh I don't sleep in the middle of the night to toss artificial snowfall! ”

"Will my brother's means of flirting with his sister be too high, I didn't expect that it would be snowing on Christmas!"

"No, when I chase my girlfriend, I will also toss my brother and let him assist me!"

Thinking like this, Feng Xiaoyu finally went back to sleep satisfied.

In front of the window, Xia Yimo looked at the beautiful snow and secretly glanced at the tall figure beside her. The long black windbreaker is well-fallen, noble and picturesque, the big fingers on the waist are distinct, very beautiful, as long as you are with Mu Jingchen, you don't do anything, just look at him.

You're my beautiful day.

"Xia Yimo, I will accompany you on every birthday in the future."

Noticing that she was peeking at her, Mu Jingchen spoke, raised his hand to rub her little head, and his thin lips moved: "If you like snow, I will snow for you, if you like rain, I will rain for you, you like stars, I will try to pick them for you, and I will accompany you for the rest of my life." ”

As soon as the words "snow for you" came out, Xia Yimo's eyes widened, her little face was full of surprise, and she quickly looked at the snowy scene outside the window: "Mu Jingchen, you"

The chin was pinched by the slender fingers, and the thin lips pressed down.

The sound sounded in her ears, Mu Jingchen closed the window with one hand, pressed her against the window, and buckled her little head to deepen the kiss.

Outside the window, the snow is flying, quiet and beautiful, and inside the house, the lights are dim, and the room is ambiguous.

In front of the beautiful pane, a tall and handsome boy embraced a delicate and beautiful girl, tossing and turning deep kisses, his lips and tongue were hot and intertwined, his beautiful eyes were down, and his long eyelashes were thick, as if he had drawn a demonic eyeliner. The girl's small hands clenched the clothes in front of him, and her red lips opened slightly, somewhat passively accepting.

"Mu Jingchen, window, curtain" The moment the hot kiss slid to his shoulder, Xia Yimo's small hand hugged him tightly, and his red lips gasped slightly, reminding.

The corners of the boy's mouth hooked up an evil smile, and his voice was charming: "I can't see it." ”

The next moment, his fingertips reached into the hem of his nightdress, and the ignition moved up and down the smooth back, Xia Yimo's body couldn't help but tremble, and her little hand grabbed Mu Jingchen's clothes, clenching it tighter, what she wanted, but she didn't know what to do. I only feel the touch of **crisp-numbness on my shoulder, like being kissed, more like being bitten and devoured.

On the neck, collarbone, and shoulders, gentle and deep kiss marks are imprinted one by one. The blood in the body seemed to be overflowing and boiling, and the chest was full of something, and it seemed to be empty, lacking something.

Until, the moment her slender little hand was guided into the placket of her black shirt and her fingertips touched Mu Jingchen, what she wanted was finally clear.