Soon, I noticed that the snow on the ground was already thick, and I didn't know how long it had been.

"Yan Chengchi!" Xia Changyue jumped up from the sofa, turned and rushed out the door.

As soon as the bodyguard stretched out his hand to stop her, she pushed it away forcefully.

The petite body seemed to explode with great power, step by step, rushing toward the door, opened the door, and rushed out.

Seeing the figure still standing in the wind and snow like a sculpture, his heart tightened, and he ran towards him and threw himself into his arms.

"Yan Chengchi, are you stupid? Who kept you standing here, the weather is so cold, won't you pick a warm time to vent my mother?"

"No, Yang Muya won't calm down. If she doesn't calm down, she won't let you marry me. I want to marry you for a long time." Yan Chengchi's thin lips opened slightly, and every word was given.

In the deep black eyes, there was the same stubbornness as Xia Changyue.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and in just a few tens of seconds, the heads of both of them were covered with snow.

Xia Changyue held his cold body, his heart hurting like a needle.

The next second, he saw him raise his hand hard, press it on her head, blow off the snowflakes from her hair, and curl her lips, "That's good, we got to the white head in advance..."

His tall body suddenly leaned on her shoulders.

The snow is still falling, there is no meaning to stop.

Snow blown by the wind, flying in the air wanton, two people standing in the snow embracing each other, at the gate of the Yang family, Yang Muya and the butler who came after them were all stunned in there, watching closely embracing each other. Neither of the two people came forward.

Just watching it quietly, inexplicably, I was moved.

After a long time, Yang Muya looked up, turned and walked in, "Let them all come in, Yan Chengchi is not afraid of death, and don't take my daughter to the cold."

"Yes." The butler looked at Yang Muya, who was obviously soft-hearted, and hurriedly happily ran towards the two people in the snow.

"Shao Chi, Miss, Madam said it was too cold outside, and it made you want to hug, so go inside and hug again." The butler said with a smile.

After hearing this, Xia Changyue only remembered that someone had been looking at them all the time, with a pretty face.

In the next second, Yan Chengchi lowered his head and kissed her lips.

"Hmm!" Xia Changyue's eyes widened and looked at him puzzled.

After the satisfaction, Yan Chengchi slowly let go of her and lit her red lips, "I wanted to kiss just now, but my mother-in-law was here, so I didn't dare to be presumptuous, for fear that she would not marry her daughter to me."

Xia Changyue: "..."

Big tail wolf!

She got him wrong!

The two of them held hands and entered the living room of Yang's house together.

As soon as I walked in, I saw Yang Muya sitting on the sofa with a dark face.

Yang Muya turned her head, her gaze fell on the hands of the two tightly held together, and Yan Chengchi's slightly pale face.

Xia Changyue was afraid of her anger, and quickly prepared to withdraw her hand, but Yan Chengchi held it tightly.

"I will terminate the engagement with the Ye family in the shortest time possible. If Mr. Yang does not object, I am willing to use a century wedding to marry your daughter."

If you are straightforward, the atmosphere in the living room will be quiet for a while.

Yang Muya's hand holding the teacup stiffened and looked up at Yan Chengchi, "My grievance with Yan Sheng, I believe you also know, originally I did not intend to let my daughter have any involvement with the Yan family, but Yueyue would not listen to me. Yes, if you want to marry my daughter, you should first handle the marriage contract with the Ye family before you come to talk to me."