Chapter 663 (1/2)

The house was burning red charcoal fire, and the warm air dispelled the severe cold brought by the heavy snow.

Du Qiaoyun looks at the heavy snow outside through the half closed window. It has been snowing for a whole day. As you can see, it's all white. Du Qiaoyun's hands with hot ginger soup are white.

The soup was just boiled, and it was very hot. Even though it was separated from a bowl, it was very hot. Du Qiaoyun didn't feel it at all. She let the soup burn her hands red and didn't let go.

she took a few deep breaths and tried to restrain it again and again, but finally she couldn't help it.

Du Qiaoyun went to the window with ginger soup, pushed the window open and said to the outside: ”it's freezing in the sky and freezing in the ground. It's easy to invade people because of the cold wind. You've been outside all day. Come in and have a drink of hot ginger soup to warm your body.”

Words fall in addition to the wind, no echo, Du Qiaoyun took a deep breath, she knew it would be so, also not discouraged, she forced to bite the lip, until the blood on the lip, she finally opened her mouth to call the name that she thought would never be announced in her life.

”Han Han Qi Brother Han, I know you are If you don't come in, I'll go out and look for you! ”

Duqiaoyun words fall, and wait for a long time, or no response, duqiaoyun hands ginger soup gradually cold, she simply put down the soup bowl, intend to go out looking for people.

He won't come in to look for her, can't she go out to look for him?

Du Qiaoyun didn't even remember to wear his cloak. He went directly to the door. She was about to open the door when the door was pushed open.

Han Qi appears outside the door in a cold way. He is covered with snow, and even has a layer of frost on his eyebrows. Usually, when the snow falls on a person, it will be melted by the heat of the human body. But I don't know if it is because Han Qi is too cold, or if he has been outside for a long time, the snow doesn't melt on him.

When Du Qiaoyun saw Han Qi like this, his heart felt as if he had been stabbed with a needle. His eyes were red and ready to drop.

When Han Qi saw Du Qiaoyun like this, the ice under his eyes melted, and he felt sad. When he saw Du Qiaoyun's thin clothes, he wanted to go out, and he couldn't help saying something.

”Don't go out. It's cold outside.” Han Qi's voice is as rough as a stone.