Mu Qian did not expect that after eight years, Huo Jinxi's words "grow old together" still ring in her ears now that she thinks about it.

How did she answer then?

She didn't answer.

Because I was so shy, I couldn't speak at all.

An empty taxi happened to pass by, and when it saw two people on the road, it stopped the taxi.

Mu Qian quickly took her hand out of Huo Jinxi's and hurriedly got into the car.

She was blushing and in front of outsiders, she didn't dare to look at Huo Jinxi again.

Seeing her like that, Huo Jinxi didn't make things difficult for her anymore. He just said to the driver: "Master, it's snowing. Please drive carefully and don't let our little girl be frightened or injured."

"Don't worry." The driver replied, "I've been driving for twenty years and I've always been safe!"

Huo Jinxi then looked at Mu Qian again and said, "Come back early in the evening?"

"I'll be back in the afternoon." Mu Qian quickly replied.

Huo Jinxi chuckled, said nothing, and stepped aside.

The car started slowly, but Mu Qian still didn't dare to look at Huo Jinxi. After driving a few dozen meters, she carefully approached the car window and looked at where Huo Jinxi was.

He still stood at the place where he sent her away before, without moving.

The falling snow in the sky gradually became heavier.

A head covered with white snow can be considered a white head.

It's a pity that they didn't wait until they were together.

At this moment, snow was flying all over the sky, which was much heavier than the snow that year.

But today, they probably have little chance of walking in the heavy snow anymore.

Mu Qian came to her senses and was about to take Huo Qiran into the car, but unexpectedly found that there was no Huo Jinxi's car on the roadside.

"Where's your car?" Mu Qian couldn't help but ask.

"There is a performance in the theater today and the road is closed." Huo Jinxi replied, "Cars can only park at the intersection."

Mu Qian was startled.

"Let's go over there," Huo Jinxi said.

Hearing these words, Mu Qian couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the flying snow in the sky.

Before she could look back, she felt a sudden warmth on her neck.

Mu Qian turned to look at the person in front of her, and saw Huo Jinxi taking his own scarf from the bodyguard, and then tied it around her bare neck.

"I'm not cold." Mu Qian said.

"Even if it's not cold, I'll surround you." Huo Jinxi didn't allow her to refuse at all.

Huo Qiran stood nearby, looking at the two people and laughing stupidly.

Mu Qian glanced at him, stretched out her hand and put the hat on his clothes on his head.

This did not hinder Huo Qiran's excitement. The moment he put on the hat, he even danced uncontrollably.

Ever since Mu Qian and Huo Qiran reunited, Huo Qiran had rarely been in such an excited state. He didn't know whether it was because of the snow or because the family of three was together at this time.

Huo Jinxi led Huo Qiran down the street, while Huo Qiran happily extended his hand to Mu Qian.

Looking at the little hand in front of her and the person behind it, Mu Qian exhaled slightly, finally stretched out her hand to hold it, and walked into the heavy snow.

She is no longer a seventeen-year-old girl. The phrase "A head full of white snow can be regarded as a white head" would only make her feel pretentious and ridiculous when she hears it occasionally.

But the moment the family of three walked into the snow hand in hand, she actually remembered this sentence again.

But now, what she is looking forward to is no longer just two people getting married.

Mu Qian lowered his head and looked at Huo Qiran, who was happy in his hands.

In the hands of Huo Jinxi and Mu Qian, he jumped left and right for a while, took off up and down for a while, and he was happy.

But Huo Jinxi was from him, and Mu Qian was also from him.

In the thin snow, the family of three families was staggered for a long time ...

In just one journey, it was like walking a lot.

Going all the way to the car stopped at the intersection, opening the door, Huo Jinxi first threw the excited Huo Qiran in, and then slightly over the body, lowered his head, kissed Mu Qian.

In the sky, his face was cold, and her face was very cold.

Just as before, never changed.

But this kiss is very sweet.

As before.
Chapter completed!