Chapter 65
"No." Subconsciously denied: "I'm going to take a shower." After speaking, he stood up and took the windbreaker. Shihua was even more surprised. He never took the coat to the room, and threw it directly to the cleaning lady to wash it. Send it up again.

Suddenly, I realized why I knew his habits so well.

The weather is getting colder, and it will be Christmas Eve in a blink of an eye. In fact, Shihua is not in the mood to go to some messy festivals. If he can tell him the clues, he will be happier.

Fu Shao didn't show up all day. He yawned and watched the website desperately brushing the famous brand bags and smiled occasionally. After all, on Christmas Eve, as a tradition, it seems that gifts have to be given again.

It was past seven o'clock, and I felt that he would not come back. I was about to eat when I received a call, saying that a driver came to pick me up and asked me to change clothes and go out.

Shihua changed into a pair of black leggings, with a white sweater and a thick camel-colored trench coat on top. With a bright red scarf, it looked very simple, not like going on a date at all.

After a while, the driver came and picked up the person to go to the city center. Shihua closed her eyes and leaned halfway. She knew that she couldn't delay any longer.

After more than half an hour's drive, I arrived at Fu's downstairs. It was strange that there was no one in the whole building today, only Fu Shao was standing at the door waiting for me.

Seeing myself getting out of the car and coming up to meet him: "Here we are." "Well, I'm just a little hungry." Naturally avoiding his outstretched hand, he walked to his side: "Why are you here?"

He didn't mind the movement of dodging, and continued to smile: "I'll show you something." As he said that, he led people up the elevator to the top floor.

The two stood in front of a door, Fu Shao held the doorknob: "What do you think there should be on Christmas Eve?" what he wants to do.

"What else?" Fu Shao was not in a hurry, and looked at Shihua with a smile: "Maybe there is something different?"

"For example?" He smiled sweetly and pointed at the door: "Do you think there is money all over the floor behind?"

"You're so vulgar." Fu Shaoxiao complained, covered his eyes with one hand, and after making sure she couldn't see, turned the door open.

The moment he opened the door, he put down his hand.Shihua saw the white snow in front of him, and the snowflakes kept falling, and the pile was a little high. Heyuan City is in the south, and it rarely snows even in the coldest time.

"It's not money all over the floor, it's snow all over the floor." Fu Shao walked in with his legs, and his feet sank into the snow up to his ankles.

Shihua scratched his brows, his surprise was quickly covered up by anxiety and worry, and he walked in, and the snowflakes fell on his body coolly: "Did you spend a lot of money? There are so many snowflakes." The temperature inside is higher than that outside. It was much lower, and I was a little disgusted: "You might as well pay me a huge sum of money."

Fu Shao didn't speak, pulled the scarf around Shihua's neck, and wrapped it around for her and then for himself. The scarf was long but now it was very short.

Shihua was a little unhappy: "If you want to be a hangman, don't pull me up." A red scarf, with one end around his neck and the other end around his neck, was a bit tight.

"Does it look like Yuelao's red line?" Fu Shao raised his eyebrows. "It's a bit thick, it's true." Shihua crossed his arms and stood in the snow, looking up at the top to see how the snow fell. The roof was separated by glass, which is equivalent to them standing in a glass room .

(End of this chapter)

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