High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 449 Yang Moyan: I miss you

Rubbing her nose casually, Lin Zhaoxia shrugged her shoulders, not paying attention.

With long legs, he walked out of the corridor door.

One looked up and saw the handsome man still leaning against the car door.

He was wearing a windbreaker, with his hands in his pockets, tall and long-legged, with an indifferent and noble demeanor.

Side face is a feeling that the word handsome cannot express.

Lin Zhaoxia stood at the entrance of the corridor and looked at Yang Moyan quietly for a long time.

It seemed that he felt a line of sight that hadn't left for a long time, and the feeling of that line of sight was a little too familiar, which made Yang Moyan raise his eyebrows and look sideways.

What came into my eyes was the bewitching face of the young man wearing a peaked cap and tilting his head up slightly.

As for the young man, when he saw Yang Moyan looking sideways, his eyes met directly without avoiding it.

With four eyes facing each other, Lin Zhaoxia grinned, her lips were red and her teeth were white, she was a particularly energetic and handsome guy.

"Hi young master, good morning."

Such a young man also made Yang Moyan smile, "Good morning."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her steps again, took off the hat on top of her head with one hand while walking, and put the other hand in her pocket, swaying forward slowly.

And Yang Moyan was not in a hurry.

Just watching the boy approaching him step by step with a faint warm light in his eyes.

Until the boy stood still, he just stood in front of him, shook his head, and smiled handsomely.

Before she could straighten her hair and put on the hat again, he unexpectedly stretched out his arm and clasped the back of the boy's head, slightly opened the windbreaker with one hand, and directly brought him into his arms.

But for Lin Zhaoxia.

The breath that belonged exclusively to the other party swept all her senses at once.

She took a deep breath, a little nostalgic.

At this moment, Yang Moyan's chin rested slightly on the top of her head, and the deep and pleasant voice sounded like a sigh, but also sounded into her ears, "...I miss you a little."

That voice was a little too ethereal.

Lin Zhaoxia blinked.

The sound that came into the ears was too soft.

Lin Zhaoxia wondered if she was hallucinating.

She took another deep breath, did not choose to respond, but buried her head in Yang Moyan's arms, and then raised her head from his arms, "What shall we eat?"

Yang Moyan lowered his eyes, "What do you want to eat?"

"Congee..." Lin Zhaoxia clenched her chin, then half-browed her eyebrows, "Nuanwei."

"it is good."

Yang Moyan responded directly without hesitation.

Then let go of the boy, "Get in the car."

Lin Zhaoxia was holding the hat, and she didn't want to wear it at this time, so she just held it with her hand casually, walked around the front of the car, walked to the direction of the co-pilot, opened the door and sat on it.

Yang Moyan got into the car afterward.

The car started, and the slightly hot exhaust rolled up layers of white snow on the ground.

With the wind and snow, the car drove away smoothly and quickly.
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After breakfast, on the way to Shengyuan, Yang Moyan looked sideways at the boy who had always been in a good mood and half-browed his eyebrows, and said lightly, "I have other things, I will leave after sending you to Shengyuan."

Lin Zhaoxia glanced sideways and raised her eyebrows, "Is it urgent?"

"En," Yang Moyan replied with a single word first, afraid that the young man would think too much, so he thought for a while before replying with two words, "It's okay."

"fine."

Lin Zhaoxia still squinted her eyes.

Although my heart is inevitably a little empty.

But I also know that Yang Moyan also has a lot of things to do, so he doesn't force him to be by his side.

(End of this chapter)