High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1049 Year (1)

Yang Moyan's usual indifferent and noble expression froze for a moment.

In the next second, he raised his hand and brushed the snow off the boy's head, put the hat back on the boy, and then grabbed the boy's wrist, "Let's go, go back."

The moment he turned around, the corners of his lips were raised, and there was a very soft voice, accompanied by falling snowflakes and dissipating in front of the sky and the earth with the passing wind.

He is talking.

"it is good."
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When he went back to the inner room, Lin Zhaoxia was directly brought into the room by Young Master Yang, and then thrown into the bathroom. He clearly told her that she would not be allowed to come out unless she soaked in the hot bath for an hour.

Lin Zhaoxia curled her lips, thinking that he was too nervous. She is in good health now, how could she catch a cold just after going out to play?
But under the mighty gaze of Young Master Yang, the boy could only raise his eyebrows, rubbed his nose at last, turned around and walked towards the bathroom in a rage.

When the boy came out, he went downstairs to the hall, and Yang Moyan had already changed into the clothes in the leisure room. He also looked like he had taken a shower, and his hair was still a little wet.

At this time, he was sitting on one side of the dining room table, waiting for the boy to come over.

On the table is a rich food that has already been laid out.

Lin Zhaoxia walked over and pulled out the chair to sit down.

Probably the only one who can break all the rules around Young Master Yang and eat breakfast and lunch together is this young man.

Time flies, half a month has passed in a blink of an eye after a one-month holiday.

Calculating the time, there is less than a week before New Year's Eve.

this year.

It was really fast too.

Probably also infected by the teenager.

Young Master Yang, who has always been quiet about eating and sleeping, inevitably asked casually when he was serving food for the young man, "It's almost Chinese New Year, what are your plans?"

Lin Zhaoxia didn't care about festivals at all.

Hearing such a topic suddenly, he froze slightly.

"New Year's Eve?"

Yang Moyan nodded lightly, "Well, there are still a few days."

"Looks like I need to go home."

Lin Zhaoxia moved her chopsticks.

Yang Moyan nodded.

He will go back too.

But what I care more about is when the boy will come back.

Because he has more important things and teenagers.

"How many days can I go back?"

He asked casually.

But in fact, neither of them seemed to feel the atmosphere of a traditional festival.

Probably these two people are the only ones in this huge apartment.

Yang Moyan has always been deserted.

Lin Zhaoxia basically has no concept of lazy time or anything.

No one reminded.

If it weren't for Young Master Yang's last sentence.

She can just do this and stay for a whole Spring Festival without knowing it.

"Let's celebrate the end of the year."

Lin Zhaoxia propped her chin, and then said with a smile, "Remember to say hello to my uncle and aunt."

"En," Yang Moyan held something for the boy again, with a hint of a smile in his indifferent voice, "I'll take your gift when I come back."

"Such a good benefit?" Lin Zhaoxia couldn't believe it.

"It's okay if you don't want to."

"Eh? I didn't say that, I promised, but I can't go back on it," Lin Zhaoxia heard that it might be taken back at any time, and quickly wanted to stop the other party's idea, "The Yang Group of the dignified City A The words of the chief heir, Young Master Yang, have always been promises."

Tsk tsk, this high hat is on, will Yang Moyan have a chance to take it back?

No more.

Besides, he didn't want to take it back.

It is also a good mood to tease teenagers occasionally.

　Spoiler ahead: There will be a little princess story next, where Yang Moyan reveals Xia Dian's identity, and the two confess to each other.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)