Mr. Lu, it's not too late

Chapter 852 I'll Help You Warm Your Hands
Helian Chuyan looked around: "She said she would come down, why hasn't anyone seen it yet..."

Helian Hua sighed: "I think what she needs now is silence."

Upstairs by the windowsill.

Helian Chuyan was fascinated by the snowflakes flying outside.

【Yan'er, does this snowman look like you? 】

[It's not like it at all!Sikong Fengjue, you are so handicapped hahaha! 】

The man who was hit reached out and wiped a handful of snow on her face——

[Sikong Fengjue!You owe a fight? 】

The woman got angry and threw snowballs at the man one after another.

[Dare to attack me, sleep in a separate room tonight! 】

Hearing this, the man immediately grabbed her fidgeting little hand.

【I was wrong, Yaner...】

[What's wrong? 】

[To make my wife unhappy, I'll kneel on the washboard! 】

……

All the past came before his eyes, and the smile on the corner of Helian Chuyan's mouth was a bit bitter.

She picked up the phone, looked at the familiar number, but never dialed it.

[Brother is awake, nothing is wrong, don't worry. 】

【He didn't say anything, and didn't ask any questions, he just took the yacht back to Yuanguo. 】

[Recently, the injury has almost healed, and I have returned to the previous work mode, and I am very busy every day. 】

Sikong Qingshu's words echoed in his ears, Helian Chuyan clenched his palms and closed his eyes.

She listened to the report from the TV: "Recently, Yuan Guo President Sikong Fengjue visited Nanyang, and all the people cheered..."

Helian Chuyan looked at the man in suit and leather shoes surrounded by thousands of people on the screen, and couldn't help thinking: This is the life he should live.

To be admired by thousands of people, not to be ruined by her...

Here, Ning Zhiqian took photos of all four snowmen with his mobile phone.

She squinted her eyes, and suddenly gave Lu Yan a deep pat.

Lu Yan was deeply aware of it, and immediately said: "Deleted."

"I do not."

Ning Zhiqian even took continuous shots from multiple angles, which made Lu Yanshen a little helpless.

"Don't shoot."

"Papa is afraid that his stalwart image will be ruined!"

Xiao Mitang spoke Lu Yanshen's inner voice, and Ning Zhiqian said meaningfully: "Really? Don't worry, I won't despise you."

Lu Yanshen had never been so embarrassed.

It doesn't matter if she is in a wheelchair, but she has saved the photos, won't she always remember them in the future?
"Ma Ma, I want to shoot too!"

Xiaomi Tang posed excitedly. I have to say that the little thing is really stylish. Sure enough, the face is good-looking. No matter how you shoot it, you are so handsome!
Then, Xiao Mitang snatched the phone ghostly and helped Lu Yanshen and Ning Zhiqian take pictures...

The three of them had a great time playing in the snow, and they didn't return indoors until lunch time.

On the snow, the footprints of three people were left behind, which became the most beautiful picture in this snow...

"After playing for so long, are your hands cold?"

Once back, Lu Yanshen grabbed Ning Zhiqian's hand.

He put her hand into his arms distressedly: "I'll help you warm..."

"I'm not cold."

Ning Zhiqian stood up: "Your legs are the ones that need the most attention. I told you not to participate. Look, your legs are stiff..."

She leaned over slightly and gently massaged his legs for him.

Finding that his trousers were also wet, Ning Zhiqian frowned, then found another pair from the closet, and prepared for him to change into them.

"Why don't you say it's wet? Do you want to catch a cold while wearing it?"

Ning Zhiqian wanted to help him, but Lu Yanshen hurriedly said, "I'll come..."

"Don't move!"

She holds him down.

(End of this chapter)