When eating the cake this time, Fang Anchen was on the side. Liu Weiwei used a fork to dig a small piece into his mouth, eating very restrained. Fang Anchen’s eyes flashed with a smile, and his eyes did not show the curvature of the monitor. , The body didn't shake lightly, but the happy and contented breath of the whole body couldn't be concealed, and the fragrance of cake, like a cake, came out silently.

Since that day, Fang Anchen seems to have fallen in love with the work of feeding Liu Weiwei. Regarding Fang Anchen's feeding, Liu Weiwei has not refused to feed him and eat as much as he can.

Inside the birdcage, Liu Weiwei wore a white dress and sat in the cradle. He looked out the window. The temperature inside the room was 28 degrees, but there were snowflakes floating outside the window.

The phone is temporarily out of favor, Liu Weiwei admires the snow falling outside the window, humming a brisk tone in his mouth.

Fang Anchen saw this scene when he came back, but the moment he saw him, the world suddenly became quiet, the cheerful tone disappeared, Liu Weiwei's posture remained unchanged, he retracted his gaze, and continued to look out the window.

At that moment, Fang Anchen felt a trace of dissatisfaction, why didn't he make a sound in front of him.

"Want to go out?" Fang Anchen asked.

Liu Weiwei turned his head to look at Fang Anchen, blinked, nodded for a while.

"Speak." Fang Anchen's deep eyes looked directly at Liu Weiwei's eyes, and there was a sense of no need to refuse in his voice.

"Think." Liu Weiwei spit out a word, his voice was crisp.

This was the first time she spoke in front of Fang Anchen. She always remembered what Yan Bo said the first time. If it wasn't for the young master's question, keep quiet and try not to say a word.

Hearing Liu Weiwei's voice, Fang Anchen nodded in satisfaction, took out his mobile phone and fiddled with it.

5 minutes, 10 minutes... Liu Weiwei moved his gaze back out of the window again.

It was not until half an hour passed that Xiaoyun knocked on the door with a few bags.

"Go and change." Fang Anchen took Xiaoyun's bag and handed it to Liu Weiwei.

Liu Weiwei took the bag with winter clothes inside. Can he really go out?

He carried his clothes into the bathroom, and when he came out he was fully armed, with deerskin boots, black leggings, a white sweater covered with a thick coat, and a lot of gloves and hats.

"Let's go." Fang Anchen opened the bird cage and reached out to Liu Weiwei.

Liu Weiwei wanted to withdraw her finger after touching her finger last time, but she didn't want to be caught by her hand at once. She looked up in surprise, but Fang Anchen had already turned around, pulling Liu Weiwei to walk away.

Liu Weiwei followed behind, his eyes fell involuntarily on the hands of the two of them shaking hands, a thought flashed in his mind, fortunately, he put on his gloves.

The door of the villa was opened, and the cold wind rushed in. Fang Anchen let go, took the windbreaker that Yan Bo handed over, put it on slowly, and lifted his chin to Liu Weiwei, "Go, don’t leave my sight. ."

Liu Weiwei nodded and walked out the door. It seems that the only game a person can play in the snow is snowman.

The snow is very heavy, and a thick layer has accumulated on the ground since it fell in the morning until now.

Liu Weiwei rolls snowballs in the snow, one snowball, two snowballs, three snowballs... Each snowball is big and small, and the process is extremely boring. Fang Anchen stood in the cold wind and stared at Liu Weiwei. Movement, there was no sign of impatience in his eyes.

After rolling in six snowballs, Liu Weiwei moved all of them to a window, through the window you can see the huge golden bird cage inside.

Liu Weiwei squatted down and turned his back to Fang Anchen. Fang Anchen couldn't see clearly what he was playing with.

For an hour, Fang Anchen looked at the watch on his wrist and said to Liu Weiwei's back: "It's time to go back."

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