"Forever?" Zhou Jingwei teased her on purpose, "What kind of 'forever' is Little Yueliang talking about?"
But Cheng Weiyue's expression became even more serious and sincere as she said, "Forever means, Zhou Jingwei, come with me, I'll give you a home."
The heavy snow of Jingcheng fell in every corner of the city, bringing bone-chilling desolation and coldness.
However, Zhou Jingwei felt warm, he had never been so warmed in his life.
A home, huh?
It had always been the ultimate luxury in his life.
North City, Zhuyan Court.
Qin Shiyu took his beloved wife Xin Tian to the south to spend the long winter, and they had just returned yesterday, only to receive news that Qin He and Meng Tingxu were coming back for the New Year.
The four of them almost returned to North City back to back, except that Qin He came from Jingcheng, which was equally cold as North City.
Meng Tingxu sat on the sofa, allowing Xin Tian to enthusiastically put bracelets on her hand one after another.
