Shen Shengwei put down a foreign book in his hand, picked up a cup of tea, stood quietly in front of the French windows, and had a full view of the beautiful snow scene and the twinkling stars outside.

She was quiet, she didn't know what she was thinking about, she kept holding the tea cup in her hand, and didn't mean to take a sip. Quietly, as if any sound could scare her.

She saw him for the first time in this world today, and his appearance has always appeared in her mind. He is not particularly handsome. Compared with many people who ask her most, he seems to be a little dragon among many stars. You can't see the positive one on the back, but it has a different meaning in his heart.

Why does it grow like this? Is the environment different?

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