The daughter of the bosses, she is soft and sassy

Chapter 265 First Snow
In the winter wind, Luo Chujiu's little hands would always become icy cold.

When I was in the laboratory before, there was always heating inside, but it didn't have any effect, but occasionally when I went out for training, my face would always be flushed by the wind and my hands would be cold.

Going out to train Sister Luo naturally can't be by her side, no one can talk to her, and no one will listen to her talk.

In the new wind every year, Luo Chujiu would always quietly kick her hands into her sleeves after training, and then raise her hands and blow into the cuffs.

It's just that the hands are warm, and other places are still cold as usual.

Right now, Luo Chujiu's hand was held by Song Shiyu.

Luo Chujiu's hands were small, but Song Shiyu's hands were big, and could completely wrap Luo Chujiu's small hands.

Luo Chujiu raised her head.

Wearing a scarf today, her entire small face was completely covered by the big and thick scarf, revealing those big smart eyes.

At this moment, doubts were beating in those big agile eyes.

"Brother Shiyu, what's the matter?"

Song Shiyu pursed his lips, didn't make a sound, but calmly took Luo Chujiu's hand and kicked it into his pocket.

When she put her hand in, Luo Chujiu suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

Feeling the warmth, Luo Chujiu raised her surprised eyebrows, and her big eyes sparkled with surprise.

"Brother Shi Yu, this is..."

Song Shiyu smiled, it was clear that it was the bone-chilling winter, but Luo Chujiu felt the warmth of the revival of all things in spring.

"It's Nuan Bao."

After winter, Song Shiyu discovered that Luo Chujiu always stuffed his hands into his pockets or kicked them into his sleeves, and seldom took them out. Even in competitions, he stuffed them back immediately after writing the questions.

After touching it, he knew it.

The little girl's hands are really cold.

The little girl is afraid of the cold?
Song Shiyu guessed wildly, and silently bought a lot of warm babies to stuff in his home, bag, suitcase, and his own pocket.

This time I came to pick Luo Chujiu out, and when I walked to the door and was blown by the cold wind, I suddenly thought of the warm baby I kept in every pocket.

Song Shiyu's hands are very nimble, and it's not a problem to tear open the warm baby's package with one hand in his pocket. The reason why he only grabbed Luo Chujiu's hand now is because the warm baby has just warmed up.

Luo Chujiu felt the continuous warmth from the palm of her hand, and felt her whole body warm up.

Luo Chujiu turned sideways and put his other hand into Song Shiyu's pocket, absorbing the warmth from it.

The two stood together under a street lamp, and the bright light streaked across the night, casting a corner of light in the darkness.

The two of them stood together, Luo Chujiu stuffed his hands into Song Shiyu's pockets, with an eerie smile on his face, Song Shiyu lowered his eyes to look at the girl who was smiling like a flower, with a smile in his eyes. An uncontrollable smile.

At this moment, Luo Chujiu suddenly felt that the tip of her nose touched something, it was cold and wet.

Looking up twice, Luo Chujiu's eyes were instantly filled with surprise and joy.

"Snow! It's the first snow!"

Luo Chujiu has never seen snow since she was a child, and her concept of snow is only in TV dramas.

In Luo Chujiu's conception, Chuxue should be a gentle and romantic thing, so Luo Chujiu immediately looked at Song Shiyu after getting excited.

"Brother Shiyu, it's Xue! Chuxue!"

Song Shiyu looked at the excitement in the girl's eyes, smiled and nodded.

"Well, it's Chuxue."

Luo Chujiu tilted her head, her mouth opened brightly.

"Brother Shiyu, do you know the story of Chuxue?"

Song Shiyu raised his eyebrows.

"what story?"

He has always paid little attention to the girls' so-called legends about various festivals and places. In the eyes of Song Shiyu in the past, those were just false stories.

But after Luo Chujiu appeared, Song Shiyu suddenly understood.

Even if those stories are false, the intentions of those who believe them are true.

Moreover, he now sincerely hopes that those stories are true.

Song Shiyu smiled sweetly when he saw the little girl who was a head shorter than him, and then stretched out his hand from his pocket.

Coming out of such a warm baby environment and exposed to the cold winter wind, the cold made Luo Chujiu's fingertips shrink subconsciously.

However, Luo Chujiu didn't push her hand back, but continued to climb up Song Shiyu's neck.

With serious eyes, the girl told Song Shiyu the story word by word.

"They said that Chuxue's confession will definitely be successful."

Hearing Luo Chujiu's words, Song Shiyu's smile grew stronger.

"But the confession has been successful."

Luo Chujiu nodded with a smile, her eyes were still looking straight at Song Shiyu's.

"I know, but I want to hear it."

"For a long time, do you want to listen to me?"

Song Shiyu reached out his hand helplessly, and squeezed the flesh on Luo Chujiu's face.

At first, I thought I could hear the little guy's sweet confession soon, but it turned out that the little guy wanted to hear his confession.

"Say it, say it."

Luo Chujiu muttered, blinked and looked at Song Shiyu, coquettishly.

Song Shiyu's eyes showed helplessness, but he still spoke in a low voice, mixed with extreme tenderness and pampering.

"I love you, my little guy, so do you want the little guy to take over my confession on this first snow day?"

Hearing what she wanted to hear, Luo Chujiu showed a bright smile.

"Report sir, I accept this task."

After all, Luo Chujiu lifted herself up with the strength of the hand on Song Shiyu's neck, and leaned closer to Song Shiyu.

Qianqian pecked on Song Shiyu Wenliang's lips.

After a short while, Luo Chujiu left, but she still stood on tiptoe and looked at Song Shiyu with a lingering smile in her eyes.

Song Shiyu laughed in a low voice.

Luo Chujiu was still not used to taking the initiative, and her face blushed unnaturally.

"It is said that Chuxue's kiss can make two people stay together forever."

Song Shiyu burst out laughing.

"Who said that?"

Luo Chujiu muttered, her eyes drifted upwards.

"I said……"

Her eyes quietly drifted back to Song Shiyu, and Luo Chujiu saw the uncontrollable smile on Song Shiyu's face.

"What are you doing! No way!"

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"No, no, okay! Why can't the little ancestor say it!"

"Hmph, count you acquainted."

Saying that, Luo Chujiu was about to let go of her hand, and kicked her little hand into Song Shiyu's warm pocket again.

Song Shiyu held down Luo Chujiu's arm, not letting Luo Chujiu move away.

"Ok?"

"Since it's a kiss, the one just now wasn't enough."

After saying that, Song Shiyu leaned down and told Luo Chujiu what a real kiss looks like.

Luo Chujiu's words were all blocked between her lips, only a few syllables of "uh" overflowed from her lips.

(End of this chapter)