A heavy snow is falling quietly, and the snowflakes are rustling, covering this prosperous and beautiful street bit by bit.

This is Sheng Yuan’s second winter in London.

It was freezing cold outside, but warm as spring inside. Sheng Yuan was only wearing a loose, thin sweater. The room was a little messy, with folders, books scattered on the table, and the laptop was also placed crookedly.

In addition to completing her schoolwork, Sheng Yuan also needs to take care of all the major and minor affairs within the Sheng Group. She has very little free time, which is basically devoted to various online meetings.

Today, Sheng Group has no chairman but only an executive president, and everyone is waiting for the young heir to grow up quickly.

The third meeting of the night finally ended. Sheng Yuan threw down his recording pen and laid his head on the table.

"What's wrong."

A low-pitched and slightly hoarse male voice came.

Sheng Yuan tilted her head, pressed her cheek against her arm, and looked at the phone that was connected to the video call. Shi Yan's face appeared on the screen.

It was only six o'clock in the morning in China and it was dim outside. Shi Yan should have just woken up and was leaning against the head of the bed. He had short, smooth black hair covering his forehead. His eyebrows and eyes were clean and gentle, and his nose bridge seemed very high.

There was a sound of a cat meowing.

Shi Yan moved his phone, and a chubby, white, long-haired cat came into the camera. Shi Yan swept the cat's chin with his bony fingers.

Sheng Yuan took back the "It's okay" that was about to come out of her mouth, and involuntarily changed it to: "Shi Yan, I suddenly want to eat the food you cook."

Her voice was low, but it was just a casual complaint, and the emotion disappeared after she said it.

After chatting with Shi Yan for a few words, a meeting invitation popped up on the laptop. Sheng Yuan sat up, said "Let's not talk about it for now", and then hung up the video call.

…

After having her mind working non-stop for a few days, Sheng Yuan finally got back to the villa after class without having to carry her laptop. The first thing she wanted to do was to snuggle up in bed and have a good sleep.

The driver opened the car door and Sheng Yuan got out. His boots stepped on the ground, and the snow made a squeaking sound.

"Sheng Yuan." Someone called her.

Sheng Yuan thought she had misheard and turned around.

It was icy and snowy, and the exotic streets were white everywhere. The boy was wearing a black coat and holding a small suitcase.

He seemed to have grown much taller, his figure became more elegant and dignified, his face was cold and his pair of dark eyes were deep.

Sheng Yuan did not hide from Shi Yan the specific address where she was after arriving in the UK.

…

Sheng Yuan hadn't had this feeling for a long time. After a good sleep, she could smell the fragrance of food as soon as she opened her eyes and opened the bedroom door.

The open kitchen is decorated in European style.

Shi Yan took off his coat, revealing a sweatshirt and trousers underneath, with the cuffs rolled up on his sleek forearms. He held a small spoon in his hand, adding seasoning to the boiling soup pot.

Sheng Yuan stood behind him and watched quietly for a long time.

When Shi Yan was about to serve the soup, he spotted Sheng Yuan out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and said, "Are you awake? Wait a minute, it will be ready soon."

Sheng Yuan said, "Shi Yan, say it again."

Shi Yan didn’t understand: “What.”

Sheng Yuan: "That's what you just said."

Shi Yan still didn't understand what Sheng Yuan meant, but he obeyed. He pursed his lips and said, "Wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

Sheng Yuan went to get the dishes and chopsticks contentedly.

After dinner.

They sat in the living room.

Sheng Yuan sat cross-legged on the carpet, busy with her homework, while Shi Yan——

The villa where Sheng Yuan lives now was bought temporarily before she went abroad. Her next-door neighbor is a kind-looking old grandmother who lives alone. Her husband passed away early and her children all work in other places.

From then on, she would greet Sheng Yuan warmly whenever she met her, and when the weather was good, she would set up a small wooden table in her small garden and have afternoon tea with Sheng Yuan.

The old lady is very skillful. Not only does she make delicious cookies, she also likes to knit many things. She made many scarves and clothes for her cats. She gave Sheng Yuan a bracelet knitted with cotton thread and a knitting material package.

“You can try it yourself, it’s really fun,” she said.

Sheng Yuan couldn't refuse the kindness, but she simply didn't have that much free time to do it, so she could only put the things under the coffee table.

Shi Yan accidentally saw it just now, and Sheng Yuan told Shi Yan about it. She teased him: "Do you want to try weaving it? The old lady said that it can make a very beautiful bracelet."

Shi Yan took the thing without saying a word.

It was almost forty minutes later that Sheng Yuan finished the project. She put down her laptop, relaxed her eyes, looked up, and saw a finished woven bracelet in Shi Yan's hand.

She took the bracelet and made it just as well as the old lady.

Shi Yan was a little unconfident: "I searched for tutorials online, but they weren't very good."

Sheng Yuan put the bracelet on her wrist. The bracelet was made of gray-blue cotton thread with a rainbow jade thread inserted in the middle. The pendant was also a rainbow-colored bunny.

Sheng Yuan's wrist is slender and fair, which makes the bracelet look fresh and cute. She likes it very much.

"Baby, you are so virtuous." She said with emotion.

Shi Yan froze and his heart skipped two beats. His eyelashes trembled. He looked up at Sheng Yuan, then turned his head to the side, pursed his thin lips, and looked solemn.

Sheng Yuan asked: "What's wrong?"

"You, you called me..." Shi Yan couldn't repeat those two words, and replied to Sheng Yuan in a muffled voice: "I'm holding back. I'm holding back from kissing you."

Hearing this, Sheng Yuan was stunned for a second. Looking at the boy's serious expression, she couldn't help but laugh. Then she leaned forward and pecked the corner of Shi Yan's lips lightly, making a small chirp.

"How can you be so cute?"

Then Sheng Yuan kissed Shi Yan's lower lip, and almost the moment her soft lips touched, Shi Yan opened his lips in response.

The breath is moist and entwined.

There was a clear sound of saliva when they kissed, and a sweet feeling spread in their mouths.

Compared to the immature and nervous first kiss, Shi Yan's kissing skills have improved a lot, and he knows better how to get closer to Sheng Yuan.

However, Shi Yan’s kiss was very innocent. At most, he would hold Sheng Yuan’s hand and clasp her hands with his fingers, and then he would stay in that position without moving.

The only way to tell that he was kissing me passionately was from the movement of his Adam's apple and his erratic and occasionally deep breathing.

until.

Sheng Yuan felt her neck was a little sore from tilting her head back, so she put her arms around Shi Yan's neck, changed her position, and sat directly on Shi Yan's lap.

Shi Yan subconsciously put his arms around Sheng Yuan's lower back. The skin behind his ear and down his neck turned red. He paused shyly for a moment, then kissed her even more excitedly.

Sheng Yuan had her hair cut once in her first year in the UK and never had it cut again.

She often tied her hair into a bun, which made her hair a little naturally curly. At this moment, her hairband was loose, and her long hair fell on her shoulders. A few strands of hair hung on the back of Shi Yan's hand, which was supporting her waist, and the ends of her hair rubbed against Shi Yan's finger bones.

Sheng Yuan opened her eyes and looked at Shi Yan. The boy had his eyes closed lightly, and his sparse and long eyelashes cast a layer of shadow under his cold white eyes.

Good boy.

Sheng Yuan thought.

How come you look so cute when kissing?

Shi Yan felt his shirt being lifted up. He opened his eyes suddenly and subconsciously grabbed the slender white hand that was causing trouble.

"Don't." His lips were wet and his voice was hoarse.

Sheng Yuan looked at Shi Yan with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes without saying anything, and Shi Yan let go of her hand. (End of this chapter)