Madam Dihao is not good

Nai, take this with you. "

Mu Xicheng came over and handed her a little figure made of flour, the one made by Mu Xicheng.

He smiled faintly: "I'll keep 'Xiao Xia Nai', but you can take 'Xiao Xicheng' away."

Is he a pig?What if Su Shijie found out with such a thing?

Chanel glared at him fiercely, and didn't want to take it, but seeing his dim eyes, she couldn't bear it, so she took it. [

Just leave here for a while and just throw it away. No matter how he did it, it is also a good intention.

Mu Xicheng's eyes lit up again: "I'll take you...to the gate of the manor."

The servant brought Chanel's coat and Mu Xicheng's overcoat, and Mu Xicheng took them together in his hands, and wanted to wear them for Chanel himself.Chanel dodged for a while, but did not dodge.

Mu Xicheng helped her put on the clothes and buttoned them one by one.

"Bring me that paper bag." Mu Xicheng ordered.

After a while, the servant brought a paper bag from the sofa, which contained a pure white woolen scarf.

Mu Xicheng helped Chanel wrap the scarf around her, and said in a low voice, "I know you are careless. You never wear scarves and gloves when you go out in winter. Don't forget it in the future, do you know?"

As he spoke, he took out a pair of knitted gloves from the paper bag and wanted to put them on for her.

Chanel felt her sister's eyes were looking at her brightly, and lowered her eyes: "I'll do it myself."

Mu Xicheng seemed to realize that Xia Xin'er was still there, coughed lowly, and handed the gloves to Xia Nai'er.

"It's okay, you just treat me as a transparent person." Elder sister Xia Xiner smiled, but there was a flash of melancholy on her face.

That's great, she also wants to have a man who takes care of her so carefully, to be pampered so happily...

Chanel said goodbye to her sister, and left here with Mu Xicheng.

As soon as the door was opened, the wind from the store stirred Chanel's hair.

The night in the deep mountains is very cold, and since there are no buildings to cover the place, the wind blows in from all directions, and it seems that it can knock people to the ground.

Mu Xicheng put his overcoat on her body, half-armed her, and the two of them walked slowly on the gravel path.

"I really want to get to that day soon." His voice was low, passing through the thick wind, like a cello playing slowly at night.

"When?"

"The day we were together." [

Chanel's thoughts moved... She promised to run away with him.

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