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A week passed quickly, and Xiao Jiu's injury was almost fine.

This week, Nie Nanfeng didn't go anywhere. He stayed at home with Xiao Jiu. Seeing that he really didn't remember that thing, Nie Nanfeng was a little relieved.

Because Nie Zongming, the old man of the Nie family, is now 80 years old, Shen Yuan and Nie Yan set off for the imperial capital after they determined that Nie Xiaojiu was OK.

So there are only Nie Nanfeng and Xiao Jiu left in Nie's villa.

It is late autumn now. The withered and yellow leaves on the streets have long fallen off. The air has a cold smell. City a is a little colder than other cities.

On the street, many people have put on winter down clothes. When people talk in the street, they emit bursts of white gas, which shows how cold it is.

Several snowflakes fell from the sky. People were surprised that the first snow of this year came so early?

"It's snowing!"

Xiao Jiu opened the heavy curtains and exclaimed when he saw the snowflakes rising outside.

It's not that he hasn't seen snow. Country e is like winter all year round. He hasn't been surprised by snow for a long time.

But this is Nie Nanfeng's hometown, the mysterious East. Nie Nanfeng once told him a lot about the East. He has long yearned for it in his heart.

In recent years, although he lived in city a as Nie Xiaojiu, it was not a complete him.

So in a real sense, this first snow was the first snow he saw in a city.

The temperature in the room was warm. Xiao Jiu stepped on the floor barefoot. After looking at it in front of the French window for a while, he "rubbed" back to bed.

Nie Nanfeng is reading in bed. He is rarely so lazy and self disciplined, but Xiao Jiu likes to stay in bed and hold him in bed, so he spends most of his time in bed these days.

Open the quilt and get into the quilt. Xiao Jiu climbed onto Nie Nanfeng, directly opened his T-shirt, then directly drilled his head in, squirmed twice, and then poked his head out of Nie Nanfeng's collar.

Although Nie Nanfeng wore a loose T-shirt, Xiao Jiu squeezed in, and the T-shirt was filled in an instant, so the tragedy happened, and Xiao Jiu was successfully stuck.

Looking at Xiao Jiu lying on his body, he couldn't move. His bright eyes were full of help.

Nie Nanfeng's eyes flashed a touch of helplessness and doting. He put down the book in his hand, then grabbed his hands to his collar and made a direct force, "stabbing", and the collar was torn open by Nie Nanfeng.

After moving, Xiao Jiu immediately rubbed up again. The torn collar passed his move, and immediately the whole off-line opened to the bottom.

"Oh, I ~ brother Nanfeng broke his clothes!" Xiao Jiu blinked innocently, but the cunning at the bottom of his eyes didn't escape Nie Nanfeng's eyes.

He smiled helplessly. Nie Nanfeng bowed his head and kissed Xiao Jiu on his lips. His voice was a little hoarse and said, "why do you suddenly do bad things and what do you want to do?"

"Guess!" Xiao Jiu put his hand around Nie Nanfeng's neck and kissed Nie Nanfeng's lips in the same way.

Nie Nanfeng's eyes flashed a touch of darkness. He gently lifted Xiao Jiu's chin and gradually deepened the kiss.

"Brother Nanfeng, my injury has healed..."

When their lips were separated, Xiao Jiu gently rubbed Nie Nanfeng's cheek.

His words, like a hint, made Nie Nanfeng's eyes darker.