Ning An took off his scarf and threw it into his hand.

The thick scarf is warm, soft and fragrant.

Ning An's neck felt cold and she shivered immediately. She watched Song Shaoyan wrap her women's scarf around her neck and gave him a look of disdain.

This man looked like he was trying to win the game back, and there was nothing gentlemanly about him.

With a smile on his lips, Song Shaoyan happily tied up his scarf and wrapped his neck tightly.

The smell of California cinnamon perfume on the scarf went straight to his nose. He knew that this was Ning An's favorite perfume.

Wearing a scarf, he felt much more comfortable and no longer cold. Song Shaoyan simply leaned back on his wheelchair and looked at Ning An leisurely.

Song Shaoyan looked like a villain who had succeeded. Ning An wanted to beat him once he saw him.

She wrapped the collar of her coat tightly, huddled her neck in the collar, and stamped her feet in the cold.

"If you are really cold, you can squat next to me to block some of the wind." Song Shaoyan stopped being cold and said "kindly".

"Shameless." Ning An spat.

Song Shaoyan was in a good mood. The scarf was wrapped around half of his face, keeping him warm from the wind.

Just then, Ning An's cell phone rang. It was Xiaotang.

Ning An stopped arguing with Song Shaoyan and picked up the phone.

"Mom, you have returned to China."

"Well, I have something to do when I come back. You have to be good at home and wait for mom to come back." Ning An's voice was a little shaky, "Mom will bring you something delicious."

"Mom, you should wear more clothes. It's so cold. Don't catch a cold."

"I know, you too, you have to listen to Mrs. Wu and do your homework well."

The mother and daughter chatted, but Song Shaoyan ignored them and just talked nonsense.

"Mom, we are holding a Christmas party next week, will you come and see it?"

"Is there a Christmas party so early?"

"Yes, the teacher said it's ahead of schedule this year."

"What are you going to perform?"

"Play the piano." Little Candy said happily, "Little Candy can play a lot of songs."

"That's really smart. Mom will definitely go and see it when the time comes. You have to work hard."

"I know."

Ning An no longer felt cold when talking to her daughter, and she talked a lot without realizing it.

No one paid any attention to Song Shaoyan, and he closed his eyes silently.

The weather was very cold, but at this moment, he didn't seem to feel cold either, but instead had a different mood.

Ning An's voice was like a thread, tightly wrapped around his heart, entangled in his heart, and he was a little breathless.

The scarf was full of her scent. He lowered his head and sniffed.

Ning An was tapping her feet and talking to her daughter on the phone, with a cheerful smile on her face.

About ten minutes later, Song Shaoyan's driver appeared at the temple gate.

"Mr. Song." The driver jumped out of the car quickly, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Hey, wait for me, don't leave me!" Ning An took the time to shout.

Song Shaoyan glanced at her, with an upward curve at the corner of his mouth: "I thought you were going to call me forever."

After saying that, Song Shaoyan got into the car first and sat in the back.

Ning An hung up the phone: "Little Candy, let's talk later. Mom has something to do."

The little Candy on the other end of the phone opened his mouth wide in surprise: "Bad uncle?"

The bad uncle's voice was very familiar to her.

He was really a bad uncle just now!

Why is the bad uncle by mom's side?

However, Ning An has already hung up the phone.

Ning An and Song Shaoyan sat in the back, and the driver closed the door.
Chapter completed!