Su Chenxia would find this place, Jing Xing really didn't expect it.

In the air, snowflakes were falling, and the snow was falling a little heavily tonight, and when it landed on Jing Xing's shoulder, it quickly dyed his black coat white.

The 108-storey restaurant is surprisingly quiet, and the whole world seems to be the only one left in the world.

Su Chenxia looked at him sitting in the terrace restaurant in a daze, stunned for a few seconds, and the emotions in his chest were a little complicated.

He's still here!

She didn't really expect it.

When he called tonight, the two of them had already quarreled, and she thought that with his character, he would leave directly in a rage.

Actually, to be honest, Su Chenxia's personality can sometimes be a bit willful.

For example, the quarrel on the phone tonight, in fact, she was wrong more.

He'd been on the phone so much, she should have guessed something important!

However, fortunately, he didn't seem to care about all her willfulness.

Su Chenxia stared at Jing Xing, his chest was warm.

The two of them looked at each other like this for a while, and it was Jing Xing who came back to their senses first.

"Why don't you say anything if you want to come? I can pick you up. He was unexpectedly surprised when he saw her, and his voice was incredulous with a hint of imperceptible pleasure.

Su Chenxia pressed down all the emotions in his chest and slowly walked towards him.

Coming to him, she stared at the roses on the table.

There are a lot of roses on the dining table, and the heart shape is composed of bunches of small flowers, which is designed with ulterior motives.

Such a scene, the average person can know what it is used for at a glance.

Su Chenxia stared at the design of the restaurant in distraction, and his voice was slightly choked, "Are you stupid?" ”

Jing Xing's brows furrowed, not understanding her words.

"It's snowing so hard, why don't you go?" Su Chenxia's eyes turned to his thin coat, and he felt indescribably distressed.

The snowy night was already cold, and Su Chenxia was shivering all the time on the way here from the recording site.

The restaurant is still an open-air environment, there is no heating, and the temperature at the height of the 108th floor is much lower than the temperature on the ground.

Jing Xing squinted his eyes and stared at her quietly.

She was observing Su Chenxia's reaction and carefully examining her expression.

Looking at the distress in her eyes, the curves of his face, which had been cold for a night, slowly softened.

She has already come to celebrate his third anniversary with him, is this an indirect agreement to his request for reunion?

Su Chenxia stared at him for a long time, then pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down.

"Why didn't you leave?" It wasn't like she had come to celebrate the anniversary with him, but more like she had come to ask for guilt, and her tone was interrogatory.

"How can I wait for you when I'm gone?" Jing Xing replied to her words.

"Fool!" Su Chenxia glanced at him, and his gaze fell on his hand instead.

Jing Xing's hand was flipping through the menu, probably because the restaurant environment was too cold, and the bones were frozen a little white.

Su Chenxia's gaze lingered on his hand for a while, and then fell on his snow-dyed shoulder.

The hand was raised, uncontrollably trying to help him brush the snowflakes off his shoulders, but Jing Xing held her hand instead.

Su Chenxia was slightly stunned, turned his face to look at him, and didn't understand what he wanted to do.

Jing Xing didn't explain, he looked at her steadily, and he held her hand very tightly. "The president's strong love: dying, sweet wife!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.