Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Ye Zheng said that he was still dying to force Si Xia's eyes to put on his clothes, while the other side tried to push the love letter candy chocolate piled up because he couldn't put it down to Si Xia's side.

These are his. They're his! It has nothing to do with me.

Shi Xia saw her pile of things on her side, her face was slightly black, and she picked up a love letter with her eyebrows. Oops, the cover was actually “To the Goddess of Qiang, surf hey” a few enlarged bold words!

Ye: “…” I want to strangle this thing!

There was still outdoor chills on Si Night Cold, and the frost was stained on the faces of the people upside down. Her gaze was cut slightly on her thin clothes like the wind in a very cold place.

Ye Zheng thinks that she is about to freeze to death.

At this point, a cold wind blows over.

“Sneeze...”

Psychological and physiological indifference made her sneeze three times in a row.

And she obviously felt the smell on Si Night Cold as if it was even worse.

This time it's really over. It's not just Sachs, it's Ten Mile Peaches!

“That... kiss... dear... here's the thing...”

Ye Zheng still wanted to struggle even though he thought it might be useless to explain.

He was strangling his head to figure out how to explain it, and at this point, the night chill suddenly looked at the mercy beside him.

Xu Yi received his master's sight and immediately respectfully took out the bag he had just held and pulled out a piece of white from it.

That seems to be... a coat?

The next second, Ye Zheng's shaking shoulders were soft.

Simon put that coat on her with no expression...

Seeing her standing still, Shi Nightcold first glanced at her, then frowned slightly, like caring for a child, personally helped her put gloves in, and then tied each button one finger after the other.

This is a very soft and fluffy cloak jacket with an incredibly warm circle of white plush at the edges that instantly isolates the cold outside.

Ye Zheng was wrapped strictly and honestly. He revealed only a small face with a large slap outside. Under the reflection of the white hair in that circle, that face appeared more delicate and attractive. The pair looked up at his eyes with an upright look, even more beautiful as the stars after the snow, causing him to reach out and pick...

When a man looked at the girl in front of him, his eyes suddenly darkened and his eyes fluctuated with hot dark currents.

Ye Zheng never thought that waiting for her was not death, but a... warm coat...

Feeling the soft texture and warmth of the clouds, deep into the bone marrow the chill passed away from the body a little bit, instead of an unusual warm flow in the heart...

This sudden, unprotected jacket made her nose a little sour.

Shi Nightinghe... came to bring her clothes?

The look on Ye Zheng's face was wrong. Shi Night-cold didn't have any expression on his face. "Why? ”

Did he give her the clothes that made it so hard for her to accept?

Ye Zheng instantly turned back to God and looked up at the man in front of him, “No... nothing... I'm still cold... my hands are cold..."

Si Night snorted, his face seemed a little soothed, and he looked at Xu Yi again.

Xu Yi immediately understood and pulled another pair of gloves out of the bag.

Very well prepared!

Ye Zheng looked at the gloves and his face was dark.

Shit, she just said that on purpose. She wanted to kick his ass!

Shouldn't a normal man react by holding her little hand and warming her up at body temperature?

What the hell are those gloves?