Chapter 612

Song Jiuyue felt that Fu Jin must have prepared a surprise for her. He was a little excited. He was so excited that he wanted to fly to her now. But when the door opened, there was nothing.

Fu Jin stood quietly inside, as if knowing that he was coming, and looked at him.

Song September looked around, no roses, no surprise, thinking about what this man is going to do today.

"What do you want me to do?"

Fu Yan stretched out her hand to hold her, raised her foot and walked toward the other side door. Her face was very gentle.

This is Qiushui villa in the suburb. He bought it a few years ago. The scenery here is the most beautiful in autumn and winter.

When the side door opened, it was a white world. The snow was covered with a thick layer of snow, and everywhere was covered with silver. Moreover, this snow scene was not ruined by anyone. It was the original appearance, and there was not even a footprint inside.

"It snowed a lot last night. I suddenly want to watch the snow with you."

Song Jiuyue's heart trembles, and she looks at this person in a daze. It seems that this sentence is more touching than all the surprises. She wants to watch the snow with her

The corner of the mouth hooked hook, three people slowly stepped in, but after going in, Mo Yi took away Xiao Hei with eyes, behind Xiao Hei, left four footprints, all the way spread to the distance.

Song September's eyes are red. When he came here, he didn't pay attention to the outside scenery because he had been thinking about the surprise Fu Yan had prepared for her. But even if he did, he should not see anything. He must have been cleaned up by others early in the morning. But the snow here is all over the mountains and gullies. It's really beautiful.

"Fu Jin, do you know? I just thought that you must have prepared a surprise for me, maybe tens of millions of pearl necklaces, maybe the last diamond lipstick, or 9999 roses. I've thought about all the romance, but it's still not as good as those you sent me. I want to watch the snow with you. This winter, this is the warmest love words I've heard. "

Fu Yan is a Leng, hold her hand tight tight tight, take off the scarf on his neck, encircle on her neck.

"Start with a few real hugs and a few dollars for your love."

The corner of song September's mouth is hooked. Two people walk up the steps step by step. It's different from the place where they looked at the stars at that time. It's a manor with pavilions everywhere, just like the house where ancient ministers lived.

She bent over to pick up a mass of snow and threw it directly into Fu Yan's neck. Then she slipped and ran far away.

Fu Yan's mouth drew, took out the snow that had not melted, and began to knead things on the ground. He was not merciful at all.

"Well, song September, you started it first."

Like children, they began to chase each other.

"Ah, idiot..."

Mo Yi sighs about life not far away. It's amazing to think about love. He turns two adults into children who start snowball fights.

"Xiao Hei, do you think they are idiots?"

of course, I dare say in private that if the boss knows he dares to make complaints about it, it will be estimated that the salary will be gone for one year.

Turning to look at the past, I found that Xiao Hei was plowing the snow with his two forepaws, and his buttocks were twisting. The picture was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Silly leopard."

Mo Yi low scolded a, bent over to rub a snowball, toward the head of small black hit in the past, small black not easy to pile up things instantly razed to the ground, some angry catch up with Mo Yi.

it's easy for Fu Mo to catch up with each other in September, but he can't enjoy it.

But she can't give up, or she will be looked down upon. After all, she blew the bugle of war first, turned her eyes and pretended to fall to the ground.

However, if she didn't get home, she really fell a piece of shit. I don't worry about being seen through by Fu Yan, because she really fell.

Fu Yan ran over immediately, helped her, bent over and patted the snow on her body. The corners of her mouth kept rising. Finally, she held her in her arms.

"Go home."

Mo Yi sees that both of them have gone. He greets Xiao hei and follows him from a distance. I don't know why. At this moment, he is very moved, especially when he looks at the back of his boss. For the first time, he thinks that this man can become so gentle because of miss song.

The boss probably loves Miss song very much. He can accompany Miss Song to spend freely in high-end luxury stores, walk around roadside grocery stores with her, watch the high scenery with her, and keep a low attitude. There are still a few such people in Los Angeles, probably not.

Miss song, it seems that after a misunderstanding, Miss Song would not cherish her until she left.Two people are not together, maybe it's really natural.

Mo Yi sighed. No matter how rich the boss is, how far he can't catch up with others, what he remembers is always the boss who just had a snowball fight with Miss Song.

He took out his mobile phone, ran far away, took a side photo for them, and saved it in the photo album

Xiao Hei's tail has been sweeping the snow on the ground. He hears the two people in front of him calling himself. He accelerates quickly, and soon returns to flattery and jumps into the car.

Mo Yi also speeds up, goes to the front and back of the car, turns on the air conditioner, and starts the car when his hands warm up.

"I'll send you back first, take a good hot bath, and I'll go to the company."

Fu Jin took a towel and wiped the snow on his shoulder for song September. He said slowly.

Song Jiuyue nodded, with a smirk on his face. At last, his forehead was bounced, and he finally recovered.

When she got home, she reluctantly got out of the car. The moment the door was closed, her head was hugged. Before she could react, a piece of warmth was printed on her forehead.

Fu Jie gave her a kiss through the open window

Song September's face "Shua" red, quickly lowered his head and stroked the hair on Xiao Hei's body to hide the red on his face.

"When you're done with the papers, come back early."

A smile flashed in Fu Yan's eyes. He closed the window and the car disappeared slowly, like driving into a vast white fog.

"Your host is really more and more provocative, Xiao Hei, don't you think?"