They spent the night in the villa.
At around eight or nine O 'clock at night, it started snowing again. He Huan ran to the French window and placed her hand on the glass. Qin mo, it's snowing again.
Qin mo walked over. The grey sweater he was wearing was especially comfortable and beautiful.
he hugged her from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder. " "Well, did you make a wish?"
"only when there's a shooting star will i make a wish." he huan tilted her head and looked at him uncomfortably.
qin mo chuckled and tightened his arms around her, pulling her into his embrace. " "Yes, make a wish to me. What if the wish comes true?"
he huan looked outside and said in a low voice, " "the movie's box office earnings are at 2 billion?"
"It shouldn't be difficult." qin mo mumbled and kissed her.
after the light kiss, they looked outside together. " "What other wishes do you have?"
"I want to continue being a director." He Huan lowered her eyes.
