Urban drama: Me! I collide with Bei Weiwei at the very beginning.

Even Zhen Shaoxiang couldn't take it anymore.

The first problem was the bumpy ride, and the second was the howling cold wind.

They quickly slowed down.

"Does your butt hurt? Why don't you get down and rest for a while?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Yingzi pressed her back against his and looked up at him.

That cute little face makes you want to kiss her.

“Then I’ll get down and take the reins,” Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"No."

"You won't even accept being offered to lead your horse? Do you know what kind of treatment that is?"

"You'd be better off holding me a little longer."

Yingzi took his hands and wrapped them around her waist like a belt.

Just how much do you like him...?

"So you only wanted me to carry you, and you said it didn't hurt even though your butt hurt," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

She smiled, pursing her lips.

The horse continued to move slowly forward for a few more minutes.

"Is this all right now?"

"No."

"..."

"..."

"not yet?"

"Ah."

How long are you planning to let me hold you?

"lifetime."

Zhen Shaoxiang was both amused and exasperated.

"Young lady, you're quite the charmer. Who taught you?"

"You already knew it; you learned it on your own, okay?"

She became cheerful, which even frightened him...

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At last.

Zhen Shaoxiang ended the hug with a commanding tone.

Come to the door.

The shop manager then placed the photos of them riding horses, taken by the security camera, on the table.

Twenty-one.

Volunteers take the bait.

Qiao Yingzi looked at the photos of her and Zhen Shaoxiang riding on horseback, wanting them all, from the front to the side.

Good guy.

I bought more than twenty tickets, spending five hundred yuan.

She said she wanted to put it on her bedside table in her room so she could see her bright smile as soon as she woke up.

"Aren't you really afraid your parents will see such intimate photos of us?" Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"Yes, with you here, I'm not afraid," she said with a smile.

This illustrates what it means to rely on someone else's power.

After seeing how easily Zhen Shaoxiang could handle her parents, she was completely overjoyed.

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The two returned to the city.

Get in the car.

That's when I noticed her little face was red from the cold.

I chose an online store.

I bought her a purple scarf.

I helped her tie it on.

The little girl was so happy she almost fainted, her face pressed tightly against the scarf.

Just be.

Zhen Shaoxiang thought of that catchy song again.

She's just my sister, and she says purple has a lot of charm.

The lyrics are good, and the melody is good.

I took her out for lunch.

In the afternoon, I went to the planetarium to see the universe.

To be honest, Zhen Shaoxiang is indeed interested in the universe.

You, with your 3,000 salary, enjoy watching this; he, with his 500 million salary, also enjoys watching it.

Qiao Yingzi loved these novel things and longed for vastness and freedom.

It lasted until 5 p.m.

Despite Zhen Shaoxiang's repeated and firm refusal,

Yingzi was also reluctant to get off the bus.

"Remember to study when you get home. If you don't do well on your final exams, I won't take you out to play," Zhen Shaoxiang said.

"what!!"

Yingzi screamed and rushed toward the elevator.

"I want to study! I need to study quickly!!"

Even Song Qian, who had gone downstairs to wait for Yingzi because she hadn't returned by 5 o'clock, didn't see her.

His anxious look made Song Qian laugh.

We sped away, accompanied by the sound of cars.

Song Qian also showed a satisfied and comfortable expression, with longing on her face.

"Ah, he knows his place, knows when to advance and retreat, what a perfect little man! If only I had met a man like him back then, Yingzi is so lucky..."

Disillusioned with life, Xin Zhong wrote the epitaph of the vulture's heir.

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midnight.

It started snowing heavily outside, blanketing the entire city.

Clad in silvery snowflakes, it felt as if I had stepped into a world of ice and snow.

The vast expanse of white snow covered the streets, vehicles, and buildings, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairytale wonderland.

8:30 a.m.

Zhen Shaoxiang stood at the window, took out his phone, recorded a ten-second video of the snow scene, and sent it to Jiang Xiaoguo.

She was overjoyed and hurriedly shared the news with Da Bao and Luo Yan.

"Look, look, the snow scene."

"Wow! So beautiful!"

Is this the capital city?

aside.

Left alone, Liang Shuang, who had always been at odds with the three, shouted disdainfully.

"Aren't you from Northeast China yourself? Haven't you seen enough?"