Chapter 218

Zhao Bobo walked slowly to the sofa and sat directly beside Bai Mufeng. At the moment of sitting down, Bai Mufeng unconsciously moved out a few steps, and quickly looked at Zhao Bobo who was a fan of identity.

Obviously, this woman is not as pathetic as she said. To be able to catch up with a business tycoon like Shi Hanmo, it can be said that she has accumulated virtue from her ancestors. When she moved into Shijia and lived under the same roof with Shi Hanmo, she has accumulated good virtues for several generations.

No, this woman is not simple.

"Mr. Bai, are you still used to living here?"

Zhao Bobo is not comfortable with Su Qinglian's gaze. He quickly moves his eyes to Bai Mufeng who doesn't know anything.

"Ah Not bad Can adapt to It's just that the temperature in Liancheng is a little high. After a meal, I feel like I'm sweating. "

White Mufeng flustered up, with the hand fan wind, laughing joking way.

"Then I'll go out with you. It's just a breath."

Zhao Bobo finally found an excuse, made a gesture of please, followed Bai Mufeng out of the house.

Outside the door, the distant horizon is dotted with stars, and colorful lights come into view, which makes your eyes dazzled.

Walking on the wide and big road, Bai Mufeng was smoking. Zhao Bobo tightened his neck and shivered cold.

The streetlights pulled the two figures for a long time. There were some snow on the roadside. Because of the warm weather, it gradually melted into water and fell down along the branches, forming a layer of ice on the ground. If you don't pay attention to it, you will fall to the ground.

"Mr. Bai..."

When he reached the fifth street lamp, Zhao Bobo suddenly stopped and began to shout.

"Well?"

Bai Mufeng will be burned cigarette end into the garbage can, carelessly should a.

He really didn't like the weather. It was too cold to compare with a city. If he was in a city, he only needed to wear a thin coat. Now he felt cold to bone marrow when he put on a down jacket. God knows why he just had a fever in his head and came up with this poor reason to run out for a walk in the winter.

"You won't tell Shi Hanmo about us, will you?"

"What's the matter?"

Bai Mufeng's brain seemed to be frozen, but he didn't react. When he regained his consciousness, Zhao Bobo had already stood in front of him, in his hand And a knife!

What do you want? I tell you, don't be impulsive. Although there is no one here, as long as I shout a voice, they will come out. Don't try to kill people... "

Shaking the God of white Mufeng which care so much, the voice suddenly raised the volume, in this cold weather appears abrupt.

All of a sudden, Zhao Bobo put the knife on his neck and said wrongly, "Mr. Bai, you promised me, you can't go back on your back. My innocence has been tarnished by you. You have to be responsible for me!"

The plot reverses so fast that Bai Mufeng can't understand it.

Responsible? What is the responsibility?

Bai Mufeng has slept with countless women in his life, and he has never been responsible for anyone. Besides, Zhao Bobo is so beautiful that he can't get into his eyes.

"A one-time price will save you trouble in the future."

It turns out that this woman doesn't want to threaten herself with a knife. Bai Mufeng breathes a sigh of relief and instantly restores her previous arrogance.

Women, as long as they can be settled with money, that's nothing.

"I don't want money. I just want one thing you promise me."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Bobo flatly refused Bai Mufeng, and she stabbed the knife a little bit closer, and continued, "no one can say what happened before me and you, whether it's Shi Hanmo or Su Qinglian."

After listening for a long time, Bai Mufeng finally understood that the so-called responsibility of the female population was to keep the secret for her. It was simple. As long as Bai Mufeng was not drunk, he could still keep his mouth shut.

"OK, I promise you, you put down the knife first. Tell me about you, a girl's family. What do you do with a knife when you have nothing to do? It almost didn't scare me to death. "

Although Bai Mufeng is used to big wind and waves, there are few women like this who can take out a knife at any time.

"What if you repent?"

Instead of putting down his knife, Zhao Bobo took a few steps closer, with an extremely serious tone.

The dim yellow street lamp reflected on the woman's face, the clear face gradually blurred, the sky suddenly floated a layer of white snow, fell into the neck, cold.

"Don't make a fuss. It's snowing. I promise you won't tell me, OK?"

Bai Mufeng hurriedly put on his Hoodie, tightly hugged himself, and returned on the original road.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and soon there is a piece of white on the road. Zhao Bobo and Bai Mufeng are walking in the snow with difficulty. The heavy snow is coming, and there is no time for people to react.

"Ouch..."

When Bai Mufeng is about to turn and arrive at the villa, a female voice suddenly comes from behind.It's Zhao Bobo's.

He turned around helplessly and found that there was a man buried in the vast snow. After a careful look, it turned out that Zhao Bobo had fallen down.

Back to the body, towards the woman behind her step by step, stretched out his hand, "hurry up."

Bai Mufeng's line of sight looked away, but slowly stretched out his hand to the woman.

Zhao Bobo did not hesitate, holding a man's broad palm to get up, with the help of a man, limped on.

Behind the snow left a large and a small footprints, in the fall of the snow in the snow gradually submerged.

"Hanmo, come to see it. It's snowing..."

Su Qinglian was lying on the rocking chair. She caught a glimpse of the snowflakes blowing out of the window. She jumped up excitedly and threw herself out of the window with a smile in her eyes.

Standing up and lying on the windowsill, Su Qinglian was fascinated by some things, and didn't hear the footsteps coming from behind.

The waist was suddenly encircled from behind, and the familiar smell of tobacco came. The man put his jaw on Su Qinglian's shoulder, breathing evenly and slowly exhaling heat.

"Xiaolian, I haven't seen you so happy for a long time."

When the cold ink slightly closed eyes, thin lips hook smile.

When the woman's warm body temperature was introduced, his cold body seemed to be melted, and his ice lip opened, "I'm also happy."

Su Qinglian seems to have never heard of Shi Hanmo's words, less facial expression, and "happy" from him. In fact, she doesn't like snow, she just likes to be together with her favorite people on a snowy day and hug each other to keep warm.

Like now.

The warm scene did not last long, but was interrupted by Bai Mufeng and Zhao Bobo.

"What a terrible weather! It snows as soon as I go out. I'm freezing to death."

Bai Mufeng stood in front of the villa, dusting the snow on his body, frowning and complaining.

"Don't talk about it. It's so late. Everyone should go to bed. Keep your voice down."

Zhao Bobo made a shush gesture and opened the door of the villa lightly.