MTL - After Marrying the Sick and Weak Son, I Turned Around (I Turned Over A New Leaf After Marrying A Sickly Lord)-Chapter 311 i hate snow
Chapter 311 I Hate Snow
Forget it, get out first, look back and find a chance to talk privately.
When Su Anan came out, she looked the same as always, as if she was just looking for Liang Mingyu to talk about the old days, and no one saw anything wrong.
Only when she got into the carriage, her straight back suddenly collapsed, leaning on the cushion, she felt weak all over, and the exhaustion from the sky overwhelmed her.
Her whole person lost her luster, just like the sky outside, it was completely dark, and the way forward was lost.
Cuiyan was feeling a little flustered at the moment, thinking that the young lady was sleepy again, so she carefully covered her cape, and subconsciously lifted the curtain and looked back to see how far she had gone.
The phantom just happened to be behind, and the two of them looked at each other for a moment.
It's okay to not have the misunderstanding before, Cuiyan looked at it generously, and now, she immediately put down the curtain, like a thief with a guilty conscience.
The little valet caught up with the Phantom three or two times, and murmured, as if to say, Look, I guessed right?
Phantom glanced at him, but it was rare to say, "Okay, boy, I don't see that I understand a lot."
The little follower is slightly proud, "It's not that I know too much, it's that the boss is too slow."
"Hey," Phantom Swagger said he was slow and looking for a fight.
The little servant is not too afraid, the boss is still very good, he leaned over and whispered: "Miss Cuiyan is very good, there are many servants in the house who like her, although I don't know why her eyes are not good. , suddenly fell in love with your rough style, but boss, if you want to be with people, you have to use snacks."
Phantom pushed his back molars, and wanted to say whether you could speak. He said that he was rude to humble himself. In fact, he was quite particular, and the real rude people were all these scumbags.
He was too lazy to argue and drove people back to their original places.
When Su Anan returned to the mansion, it was already time.
Shen Juncheng has not come back, because he is very busy recently. The new emperor takes office and adjusts everywhere. He is a confidant and often returns late.
She ate something casually and watched the moon set.
The moon fell and the wind and cold were much better. Seeing the lady coming, I hurriedly got out of bed and saluted.
She lifted the person up, cared for a few words, and suddenly asked: "By the way, where did Yueluo and Shuangman be sold, do you know?"
Yueluo's palm tightened, her eyes darkened, she shook her head, and said she didn't know.
Su Anan caught the sadness in Yueluo's eyes, stopped mentioning Shuangman, told her to rest well, and turned to go out.
It’s snowing again, and the chill is spreading everywhere…
Su Anan, wearing a big cloak, suddenly stopped, stood at the eaves of the corridor, and watched quietly.
Cuiyan was a little excited, rubbed her hands and said, "Miss, it's the second snow this year."
"Looking at this situation, if you can spend the night, maybe you can build a snowman tomorrow."
Miss likes to build snowmen the most, and she will definitely take her to play tomorrow. She was thinking happily, when she was caught off guard and sighed and said, "I don't like snow."
Cuiyan blinked, "But, didn't you like snow the most before?"
Su Anan shook his head, his voice was very empty, "I don't like it, because it's too cold."
It was really too cold on a snowy day, too cold, and she remembered the feeling of being in Poor Man's Lane again.
The pervasive cold wind, numb hands from freezing, no sense of being connected to the snow, and since then, she doesn't like snow anymore...
Cuiyan didn't notice anything, so she snorted, "It's a little cold, the capital is colder than Los Angeles, miss, don't play in the snow, or the uncle should be worried."
The sentence, uncle, made Su Anan's palm tighten. He looked up at the amorous swaying snow, and suddenly reached out and caught one.
The palm was warm, and the snowflakes melted in less than a moment, leaving only a little bit of coolness remaining in the residual warmth of the palm. She wanted to hold it, but in the end she couldn't hold anything.
"Green smoke."
She withdrew her hand and suddenly shouted.
"Huh? Miss."
Because of the movement of her hand just now, the cloak leaked a little bit of wind, Cuiyan hurriedly came to help her re-organize it, and touched the temperature of the old lady in her palm, for fear that she would freeze.
She looked down at Cuiyan's attentiveness, and suddenly felt sour in her eyes, "Cuiyan, I want to see you get married."
Cuiyan was stunned for a while, and then she said a little shyly: "Miss, why do you suddenly think of this again?"
She grabbed Cuiyan's hand, patted it, and said, "I didn't think of it suddenly, but I was thinking about it a long time ago. You are eighteen years old, and you will be nineteen after a year. It's time to say kiss."
Otherwise, she dragged Cuiyan too big.
Cuiyan whispered, is it only nineteen, not too big, the servant wants to serve you.
Su Anan smiled, not arguing with her, but caring: "Do you have someone you like?"
Cuiyan shook his head.
Su Anan thought about it, "I'll pay attention to you later."
Cuiyan nodded slightly, but still felt shy to say marriage, so she pulled the young lady to say something else and skipped this question.
After standing for a long time, Su Anan couldn't stand the cold. The cold wind was raging, and the light snow turned into heavy snow, fluttering and falling, leaving white space on the eaves.
Bury the silt in the garden...
When passing by, she paused, looked at the white and crystal snow, and sighed softly, the remnant of which was engulfed by the cold wind.
Back to the house, she took a bath and rested. There was a lot of charcoal fire in the house.
Unfortunately, it is winter, and everything withers.
Cuiyan doesn't need to keep watch at night, she just waits for the young lady during the day.
What happened in the evening made her a little embarrassed, but no matter how embarrassing it was, because there was no one around, it was suitable to explain clearly.
She stepped forward and just called out a phantom.
saw the phantom walking over, directly stuffed a cloth bag into her arms, and said, "I heard that women like it. I just have a set. If you don't need it, I'll give it to you."
Cuiyan snorted, what is the situation, the phantom gave her something.
God, what is this, she didn't even look at the cloth bag, she quickly said: "Phantom, I..."
Before I came out, the phantom was gone, no one was there!
Cuiyan is really depressing, she's really a secret guard, coming and going without a trace.
She also looked for it in this piece, and finally gave up when she couldn't find it. How could this misunderstanding have escalated, and the phantom actually gave her a gift.
Cuiyan sighed, thinking about going back tomorrow, and to find a chance to clarify, otherwise I feel that the misunderstanding will deepen.
She carried the cloth bag back, it was not heavy at all, and it was soft. She was finally driven by curiosity, so she opened it and glanced at it, and at one glance, she stopped.
is a fox fur scarf and matching gloves.
Only those noble ladies can afford it, after all, fur is very expensive.
Moreover, he said that he happened to have it. Where can a big man have such a thing, it is a new purchase at first glance.
It was so late when he came back, and he ran out to buy it again?
I usually look at such a rough person, do you still know how to go shopping?
Cuiyan is very strange, and I think about it, but I am careful.
She smiled suddenly and put away her things.
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When Shen Juncheng came back, it was already a child, and a thin layer of snow had already fallen...
I remember a song, I can't bear to leave, but I want to leave...
(end of this chapter)
