Yu Wei was stunned and heard that this was Zhou Changdong's voice.

Although it is a little different from usual, it is indeed him.

Yu Wei breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and saw Zhou Changdong pushing the bicycle towards her not far away, and Yu Wei's hanging heart was relieved.

She ran towards Zhou Changdong. Zhou Changdong saw the little girl running over with the snow light, holding the handlebar with one hand and reaching out to pick her up, for fear that she would fall down if she was not careful.

I saw the little girl pounced on his arms like a titty swallow throwing into the forest, and her thick nasal voice was accusing her of grievances:

"Why did you come back?"

The snow fell all over the sky. On this cold winter night, Zhou Changdong heard this complaint, but an indescribable warmth rose in his heart.

Just now, I saw a black shadow wandering here from afar. After walking into some, it looked like her.

Zhou Changdong was sure that she was so timid. She was so late at night, so how could she come to the village entrance to pick him up?

He tried to shout, it was really her.

Listening to her aggrieved voice, Zhou Changdong stretched out his hand and couldn't help but caress her hair.

The feeling of the soft and smooth hair touching the palm of his palm made him feel slightly swayed.

"There is a drink party. I came back late. Chen Yuan asked him to stay at his house. I was afraid that you would worry, so I came back." Zhou Changdong's voice was hoarse and gentle. He realized at this time that he had never spoken in such a tone.

The girl in her arms was soft and fragrant. Zhou Changdong unconsciously took off her guard.

"Why are you here? I'm at midnight, aren't you afraid?" Zhou Changdong's head lowered slightly, looking down at her in her arms.

"I'm afraid of death. When I was waiting just now, the old corpse of the mountain village, the snow-like ghost and the like were getting clearer and clearer. The more I thought about it, the more I was afraid, and I kept thinking about it..."

Zhou Changdong smiled and murmured, "Silly girl..."

The dull voice, coupled with his magnetic voice, was lingering in his ears.

Yu Wei raised his head from his arms and looked at him slightly.

I was worried and scared just now, but I didn't realize the strong smell of wine on him. At this time, I smelled the unique smell of his body and the smell of wine into his sense of smell.

The smell of alcohol is so irritating, Yu Wei hates it very much.

What’s strange is that this smell does not smell bad on Zhou Changdong.

"How much have you drunk? It smells so much?" Yu Wei pretended to be disgusted and fanned his nose with his hand.

"Not much." Zhou Changdong couldn't remember how much he drank. He reached out and touched her little hand, which was as cold as jade. Zhou Changdong held it and grabbed it into her arms, absorbing warmth for her, "It's cold outside, let's go home."

"Yeah." Yu Wei nodded and walked towards home with Zhou Changdong holding hands.

Yu Wei followed him and felt that Zhou Changdong was particularly different today.

Usually, he would not make such heartwarming small moves, nor would he hold her hand in his arms to keep warm.

She was a little doubtful, was Zhou Changdong leaned over by some wild ghost on the road?

He is so gentle, not as cold as usual, and he is not as good as him.

After returning home, Zhou Changdong pushed the bicycle into the house, turned around and closed the door, separating the wind and snow of the cold night.

When she turned around, she saw General Yu Wei take off her coat. A layer of white snow dyed between her hair, which was set against her black hair and her jade cheeks, like a demonic charm that was born in the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!