The season of falling snow (3)

Xie Yan 'er said as she rubbed her stiff hands.

After she rubbed her hands a few times, she realized that the air was too quiet. No one was talking.

Her brother Hao's face was solemn, and his eyes were as deep as cold mist, making it difficult to distinguish.

However, his cold and focused look was also very good-looking. The moonlight was like mist, the pine and the moon were clear, and the wind was like jade.

Xie Yan 'er looked at it, and her eyes were a little intoxicated, but she didn't dare to look at it openly.

Her brother Hao wasn't the same person as before. What if he kicked her out when he was unhappy?

"A-Qiu, a-Qiu ..."

At this time, Xie Yan 'er kept yawning.

The Butler looked at Xie Yan 'er and felt a little heartbroken. He said,""Your Majesty, the lady has been standing outside for two hours. The cold will get in easily. She should take a bath to get rid of the cold."

Xiajun Zihao nodded,"aunt Lin, I'll leave her to you."

"Yes."