She smiled at him three times, seriously, and tears were imminent. Her eyes are really bright, very bright... This is the answer she gave him, the answer he owed for two years: I can give you what you want.
"When it snows, I feel that the air is filled with the smell of snow—his breath. Hey, it seems I can only go to Hainan to eliminate his mark~" Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, she pursed her lips in feigned annoyance.
"What a beautiful thought," the camouflage dark green pupils shrank, and he curled his lips lazily, "I, the mark of the snow, swear by love that I will never escape in my life..."
She playfully raised the letter in her hand and said in a holy tone like an oath, "So Xuetao, are you willing to let me be your snow angel?"
With a smile in his eyes, he buried her in his arms: "You have always been..."
The snow is falling heavily, and their footprints in the snow are still very deep. A very deep black hole sinks rapidly in the heart. The snow that cannot be escaped creates a sweet trap, and only these two lovers are trapped...
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