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Chapter 439: The City Lord, Are You? 41
The wind and snow in the city is a bit heavy, but... the snow is indeed beautiful.

natural beauty.

The wind blew slightly, and these snowflakes occasionally fell on Yan Xiao's body, which brought a burst of coolness and at the same time made her curl her lips.

This is what Xue Yiyu saw when he hurried over after finishing the matter.

The person he liked was wearing a beautiful bluish-white hooked gown with a small velvet shoulder, standing on the city wall, raised his head slightly, and stretched out his hand.

In the snowflakes, her face was green and silky. When the snowflakes fell on her face, the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

The beautiful woman is alluring, this should be what she was talking about.

Obsessed with Hang Seng, he stood there for a long time, but he couldn't react.

In the end, Yan Xiao, who was still standing on one side, saw him and took the initiative to greet him, and he came back to his senses.

"Aren't you busy this afternoon? Why are you here?"

Nature is for you.

But such blunt words cannot be said, Xue Yiyu looked at Yan Xiao, thinking about his own answer.

I've been busy recently, so I was able to come... Of course, it's because I stayed up late two days ago and finished my work first, so I only have time to come out today.

But this answer cannot be said.

So the man supported the cold city wall, lowered his thoughts, and said softly, "There are not many things to do today, and there happens to be one who came here to inspect and see if there is any need to repair the stone bricks on the side of the siege. "

"Just after reading it, I saw you standing alone on the city wall, so I came over."

"Oh." Yan Xiao responded, "So that's how it is."

The snow didn't fall any more, and the two of them were silent for a while.

The one who broke the silence first was Xue Yiyu on one side. He looked at Xue Yuan and suddenly said, "Laugh, do you think this snow is a bit like a goose feather?"

"Huh?" Yan Xiao froze for a moment, then nodded, "Like."

"Yeah... It's very similar. It reminds me of 3000 million goose feathers and [-] feet of floating snow."

a poem.

Yan Xiao echoed.

It is indeed very similar, goose feathers and heavy snow are very similar.

"Then, do you think of any other poems?" Xue Yiyu heard that scholars like to recite poems, "tell me too, let me... gain a lot of insight."

"Okay, but I can't tell you to gain insight, it's just expressing emotions in response to the situation."

"Ah."

then.

Above the tall building, the city wall was icy cold, and in the heavy snow, her cold voice, accompanied by snowflakes and winter wind, slowly blew up like this, blowing into Xue Yiyu's heart.

The way she sings poetry is so beautiful.

Beautiful.

Xue Yiyu was intoxicated listening to it, Yan Xiao saw him like this after reading a few poems, and laughed.

With a crisp laugh, the man opened his eyes and asked, "Why are you laughing all of a sudden?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered the last time I chatted with Ye Han."

"He mentioned you. The thing he dislikes the most is reading. He didn't expect... the way you stand here and read poetry now is completely different from before."

When chatting with Yehan?
"..."

Chatting with Ye Han?
A surge of jealousy.

But Xue Yiyu is still sensible now.

Humph.

Looking at what happened last time, I know that Ye Han absolutely doesn't know Yan Xiao's identity as a woman, so the two of them are just intellectuals who meet casually.

Suppressing the unhappiness in his heart, Xue Yiyu groaned a few times in his heart, and then said, "It's completely different from before."

(End of this chapter)