When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 33 It's Cool
After that, she took out the new clothes and put them in the suitcase one by one, then took a hot bath, treated the wounds all over her body, washed off the old clothes she had changed, and finally slept comfortably.

One day passed like that.

06:30 the next morning.

In the gloomy winter in the north, the sky is just about to dawn, and there is heavy fog.

In the haze, Meng Zixian was wearing a pure black sports suit and ran into the gate of the community where he lived.

He came back from his morning run.

The hood of the sports jacket was buttoned on his head, changing his rigorous and cold appearance at work into a handsome sportsman's look.

He hadn't run a few meters in the community when he suddenly saw a small familiar figure swaying gently on the swing frame in the garden of the community which was slightly covered by fog.

Bei Yan is actually swinging here alone!
After running a little closer, he found that she had changed from yesterday.

The child's shiny head yesterday was blue today, and she has grown a lot of hair.

She didn't wear the hat he bought for her yesterday, and her ears were red from the cold.

However, there were gloves hanging around her neck, but she didn't wear them, but kept blowing air on her little hands wrapped in gauze.

The community he lives in is behind Taikoo Technology, very close to the company, but the strange thing is, how did Beiyan find this place?
And how did she get into the community?
Bingshan thought to himself, it must be Shang Tao's worthless guy who, seeing the poor child, couldn't withstand the impact of "cuteness" and sold his residential address.

The security guard probably also looked at her good-looking, thinking that she was someone here who should not be made public.

In short, the child is clever and clever, and it doesn't matter how she appears here.

The important thing is that he has to go around and not be seen by Beiyan.

only……

His gaze caught sight of the child's body swinging vigorously on the swing, as cute as a small animal.

After a few seconds—

The tall man suddenly "unintentionally" ran past Bei Yan.

Bei Yan, who flew up, sensed someone, subconsciously looked back, and easily spotted her sight, and took off her hat... Mencius envied that handsome profile with beautiful lines.

"Mr. Meng?"

As he expected, Beiyan's surprised voice came.

Only then did he stop, turned around and raised his eyebrows with a slightly surprised expression, and said coldly: "Why are you here?"

Bei Yan got off the swing and smiled at him: "I got up early to exercise, and I saw a swing in the yard, so I agreed to come and play for a while. How about you, Mr. Meng?"

"Morning run."

After he finished speaking in two concise words, seeing her arm wrapped around the swing rope and breathing on her little hand, he asked, "Why aren't you wearing gloves?"

The child was stunned, picked up the gloves hanging on his body, scratched his head and said embarrassingly: "Since my hands have frostbite, I feel that my hands are a lot colder. I wear gloves, and the gloves have become cold from my fingers." .”

When the child said the phrase "it's getting cooler", it was really cute.

Mencius glanced at her enviously and didn't speak, but took the pair of gloves from her and put them on his own.

His hands are very big, the girl's little gloves can only cover half of his hands, Beiyan is in a daze, not knowing what he is going to do.

A few minutes later, he took off the gloves and handed them to Beiyan: "Put them on."

The child was stunned for a moment, and the moment he put on the gloves obediently, his fingers were wrapped in warmth, and his heart also warmed up.

"Mr. Meng, thank you!"

"Go on."

Having said that, Meng Zixian was about to leave, but Bei Yan stopped him: "Mr. Meng, do you live here?"

When she asked him his address yesterday, he didn't want to say it, but today...

"Ah."

He admitted it.

Bei Yan looked very happy, and she asked again: "Then do you run every morning?"

　I'm sour again...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)