Chapter 1594 A special way to get close to nature
Ten minutes later, Yan Qi, who was locked outside, finally heard the door open.
When he turned around, he saw Shen Pianpian who had changed her clothes and walked out.
She was wearing a big white cotton-padded jacket and furry snow boots. When she ran out, her hair flew back, and she looked surprisingly uncluttered.
The courtyard was covered with snow, and the rockery and green trees were all white.
Before Yan Qi could even say hello, the girl brushed past him without even glancing at him.
The wind blew her hair across the side of his face, and when he turned around, he saw Shen Pianpian cheering and stepping on the snow in the courtyard. However, before the cheers died down, they turned into an unexpected exclamation.
With a bang.
The girl had fallen face down in the snow, sending up a cloud of white foam.
Yan Qi: ...
There were more footsteps behind him, and he turned around to see his friend walking out slowly with a woolen hat in his hand.
After a quick scan, Cheng Zhiyuan finally found the girl lying in the snow: ...
He smiled helplessly, walked over and squatted in front of her.
"What's going on? Is this your special way of getting closer to nature?"
The next second, the girl pulled her head out of the snow, raised her face to look at him, pursed her lips and made a whimpering sound, her eyes filled with tears of grievance.
Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing again, and put a woolen hat on her in this position.
The girl shook her head uncooperatively, and he pulled her hat so that half of her face was covered.
Her profile was still covered with snowflakes, and against the backdrop of her black hair, she looked even whiter than ice jade. From under her hat peeked the tip of her nose with beautiful and lovely lines, and below her nose were her slightly open lips, whose tender pink color looked particularly delicious and beautiful in the snow.
"What? Pick up my hat for me."
Shen Pianpian's eyes were blocked by the hat. She wanted to reach out to pull the hat, but Cheng Zhiyuan held her hand down.
The man half-knelt on the snow, holding her arm with one hand, slightly bent down and kissed her lips gently.
Yan Qi: ...
Did you forget that there are people here?
He didn't stay for too long. Cheng Zhiyuan pulled her up, put her hat on her, and bent down to brush the snow off her body.
"Let's go, let's go eat."
Yan Qi, who was ignored the entire time: ...
The girl who was walking obediently with Master Cheng's hand turned her head and gave him a look that asked, "Why are you still here?"
Yan Qi: ...
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"So, this villa is yours?"
Yan Qi nodded lazily.
Shen Pianxian asked while chewing the food in his mouth,
"What about that restaurant in the capital? Don't you care about it anymore?"
"If I had to take care of all the businesses under my management every day, I would have died of exhaustion long ago."
Shen Pianxian pondered this twice, then turned to ask Cheng Zhiyuan,
"Is he showing off his wealth to us?"
"Don't worry about him."
Boss Cheng calmly picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and fed it to the girl's mouth, who swallowed it in one gulp.
Yan Qi: ...
The man in the yukata sighed deeply and put down his chopsticks.
"I was originally here to entertain you as your host, but it seems I came to the wrong place."
Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his head and drank a mouthful of soup, his tone very calm.
"You should have realized it earlier."
Yan Qi: ...
"Okay, I can't eat this meal anymore, I'd better go to my hot spring."
He stood up, took a few steps and turned around.
"By the way, a reminder: there will be heavy snow on the top of the mountain tonight. If you plan to camp, remember to bring some warm gear."
He slowly disappeared under the eaves outside the door, a pipe in his mouth and wearing wooden clogs. A corner of his navy blue yukata was blown up by the wind, making him look like an onmyoji from the Heian period in Japan.
Shen Pianxian turned around, biting her chopsticks.
"Isn't he cold?"
"He has a special physique, he was born this way."
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