Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 476 Falling Snow, Street Lamps, Joss Years

Chapter 476 Falling Snow, Street Lamps, Joss Years

"Then who do you want to accompany?" Josnian put his hands on the steering wheel, his tone displeased.

Ye Jiaqi choked.

It didn't make sense to him, so Ye Jiaqi simply stopped talking.

Along the way, Josnian turned his phone to silent and did not answer a single call.

The sky outside is gloomy and windy.

"Qiqi, when was the last time I watched the snow with you?"

Seeing that she was silent, Josnian took the initiative to speak.

In the past, whenever the two of them were together, it was Ye Jiaqi who talked the most, and he listened most of the time.

But now Ye Jiaqi was reluctant to talk.

I don't know whether it was he or she who changed in the past three years.

Time is always a carving knife that can polish everything into another look.

"When..." Ye Jiaqi murmured, thought for a while, then shook his head, "I can't remember."

She didn't even bother to think about it.

"In the winter when you were 17 years old, when you studied by yourself next night, it was nine o'clock in the evening."

Ye Jiaqi was stunned. Did he remember so clearly?

She thought about it again, and it was true.

That night, the wind was very strong, and the blizzard came without warning.

When she got off for evening self-study, she stood alone at the gate of the campus waiting for Qiao Zhai's driver.

The heavy snow fell unexpectedly.

Eloquent, like catkins, like white salt.

After a while, the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of white paper, the grass, treetops, buildings... all turned white.

Ye Jiaqi hid under the eaves of the reception room.

Qiao Zhai's driver couldn't wait, and couldn't wait.

Just when she was about to walk home, a black Rolls Royce finally stopped by the side of the road.

To her surprise, Josnian also came.

Under the dim yellow street lights, the white snow turns into a beautiful shadow.

Josnian, who was wearing a long black coat, got out of the car, holding a black umbrella in his hand.

His fingers are long, with distinct knuckles, and he is independent and beautiful when he is holding an umbrella.

Ye Jiaqi watched him come down not far away, stared at him, and forgot to blink.

Luoxue, street lamps, Josnian.

The light cast a circle of shadows on the ground, and he walked steadily towards her.

"Wait in a hurry? The driver is picking me up, sorry." He apologized to her.

Habitually, he stroked her little head.

Ye Jiaqi hid under his tall body and looked up at him.

This man is outrageously good-looking.

All manners are elegant and charming.

Josnian hooked the corners of his lips and tilted the umbrella towards her.

She hid under the umbrella, hiding in his generous chest.

He held an umbrella in one hand and put his arms around her in the other.

"Aren't you on a business trip?" She blinked and asked.

"Well, I just returned to the capital."

Ye Jiaqi's girl's heart was beating non-stop. At the age of 17, she had already fallen in love with him.

She was so close to him, so close that she could smell the unique woody fragrance on his body, comfortable and calm.

Leaning against him gave me a special sense of security.

The girl's love blooms quietly in the heavy snow.

She is already content to be able to walk side by side with her sweetheart, even for a moment or a moment.

There is a distance from the reception room to the Rolls-Royce.

At that moment, she wished the road could be further away.

As if he knew what she was thinking, Josnian suddenly spoke, his deep voice was extremely mellow in the snowy night.

"Go back?"

In an instant, Ye Jiaqi almost blurted out: "Okay!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he scratched his little head awkwardly.

He just came back from a business trip, so he must be very tired.

 (Luo Yi likes this scene very much, such a Master Qiao, I want to pull him into bed...→_→)
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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