Long Junchen wanted to write two letters, one of which was sent to Situ Lingling. This girl has not been angry with her since she left Yinhai City.

After marrying his wife, he didn't spend his husband's life in a stern manner. He felt a little guilty. After getting married, he hurried to Maoshan, went to Dongyang after returning to Maoshan. It has been a long time since I saw her, and I don't know how she is doing, and she doesn't know how she has been doing recently. Another letter was naturally written to the director of the MI6 Department, which is Long Junchen's nominal boss - Liu Qinglong.

What it says is naturally about Qian Feng, the situation in Dongyang, and the Jade Buddha Head of Zetian Mingtang.

Qian Feng's firing shot, turned against him at the last minute, and then suddenly disappeared, there was no news, and then a confusing attack, an inexplicable mysterious organization, one after another, he and Zhang Fengmo were seriously injured one after another. All the things Long Junchen wrote in the letter were not exaggerated at all.

But what made Long Junchen vaguely worried was that he didn't know whether that heartless guy Liu Qinglong thought he was whining without any reason when he saw this letter, and even ignored him. While drinking, he made fun of Long Junchen's humorous jokes.

But the most important thing he is to figure out who it is and what organization started to launch these attacks on their MI6. This is very important. Long Junchen is now very curious about the origin of this terrible behemoth. From their unsparkled plans, traps and tricks, and to understand everything. If you look at the fire, Long Junchen couldn't help but shudder. Even Qianxie didn't have the ability, and of course he didn't have the leisure to set up such a big situation to take his life?

Long Junchen rubbed his eyes. The doodle light in the study was really exhausted. He turned his head slightly and looked at the increasingly crazy snow outside the window, floating, swinging, like silver lines and silver ribbons, slowly wrapping around Long Junchen, making the truth more confusing.

Long Junchen sighed, hoping that Liu Qinglong, the immortal, could reply to a letter to him. No matter whether he believed in his experience in Japan or how sarcastic his words were, if he could say a few words to him, he could relieve the pressure in his heart and give himself a reassurance.

Long Junchen gently rubbed the upper part of the wound on his chest, which was wrapped around the laces. It was a little itchy. The wound was recovering well and had begun to grow new flesh. It was just a little itchy. Long Junchen frowned. This feeling was even more crazy than the pain.

After writing the first letter, Long Junchen put down his pen. He rubbed his hands. After confirming that there was nothing missing, he sealed the envelope and pressed the hot paint. After writing a letter, his hands were frozen a little stiff and his knuckles were slightly red.

The walls of the door could block the wind and snow, but the sinister coldness was very good at taking advantage of the loopholes and drilled out of the gaps at any time, making Long Junchen's face red and his fingers stiff. He knocked on the so-called radiator in annoyance. After Long Junchen's knocking, the light that was originally flashing and dizzying was completely extinguished after struggling for a while, and announced that the old radiator was dead.

Long Junchen narrowed his eyes and suppressed the irritability that arose in his heart. His eyelids began to hop, as if on the other side of the wind and snow, a girl was looking at him at this moment.

Long Junchen felt a little nervous, and he picked up the pen and wrote again. The second letter was written to Situ Lingling. However, when he wrote the letter, he held a heart of debauchery and compassion in his heart. The words in the letter became a little unrestrained, much more relaxed, and occasionally moved. Compared to the secret words of the letter just now, this letter was naturally much closer, but Long Junchen was in trouble when he picked up the pen.

The first time, Long Junchen picked up the pen. He just drew a few strokes and wrote a "Give me dear Situ Lingling", but found that this ambiguous title seemed to deliberately weaken Situ Lingling's wife identity. So Long Junchen wiped off these words in annoyedly and rewritten "Give me dear wife". However, as soon as Long Junchen put down his pen, his brows frowned again. He always felt that this title was too alien. It seemed that only marriages arose from political marriages would formally call each other by their duties.

Long Junchen only felt that one head was two big. He bit the pen and thought for a long time, and finally got a start that he was a little satisfied with, "Ling Ling'er."

This was the first time Long Junchen met Situ Lingling, and Long Junchen called her that. However, the two grew up later. Long Junchen felt that the title of "I was not serious enough when I was a child, so when I met, it seemed that the two had never used this title again. But now it seems that only this title can prove that the two have been in a long and never separated love.

Long Junchen started with a beginning like constipation, but the following words seemed to have been written in his heart a long time ago. He wrote them down like a telling and finished them in one go. The content of the letter is as follows:

"Hi, Lingling'er, are you doing well recently? Is there anything interesting? How is my uncle's health? Does his knee still hurt? If it hurts, go to Dong Wenxuan's medicine shop and grab some medicine. I'll still stay there.

Did you miss me when I was away? I have been in Tokyo for a while. The snow here came much earlier than the country of China, and it was too dense. The snow had a thick layer. Don’t you like snow very much? The snow here is so big!

There is no snow in the Yinhai City of China, and even if it falls, it cannot stay on the ground. You can’t let you play with snowball fights with your heart. Don’t worry, when things happen here, I will definitely take you to the East and enjoy the snow scenery here.

The winter in China is later than here, but I think it should start to fall some snow. It’s cold, so remember to add clothes. I remember that there seemed to be a few plums planted at the corner of the fence in my uncle’s vegetable garden. I don’t know if those wintersweets have red spots to moisten the boring and beautiful face of the snowy white. It’s cold in winter, so don’t let my uncle go to the ground to farm. Now that life is better, our family is not short of money. There is really no need to go to the ground again on this windy and snowy day, health is important.

I left a few succulents in the room. I hope these cute little things can help you pick up the joy I lost by this snowy weather."...
Chapter completed!