Chapter 59

Although the person not far away was wearing a mask and wrapped tightly, Rong Qiu still recognized who this person was.

The snow had stopped outside, and the wind was howling.

Rong Qiu froze in place, he watched the man in a down jacket with long legs approach him step by step, just like a black wolf gradually walking towards him in the white snow field, with soft fur, fierce and strong, the black wolf finally He stopped at an arm's length from Rong Qiu, slightly closer than before, but still within the range of Rong Qiu's tolerance.

It's just that people need to bow their heads to look at the wolf, but he needs to raise his head to look at Qin Muye.

Rong Qiu's neck moved, he couldn't help looking up and down at Qin Muye, why this man was wearing the same down jacket as himself, even the logo on his chest was exactly the same, what made him even more puzzled was that it was obviously the same down jacket , when Qin Muye's body just reached his calf, but when he wears it, it already touches his ankle.

The toes in Rong Qiu's thick shoes couldn't help but move.

Not only that, he had to raise his head to look directly into Qin Muye's eyes.

Then he looked up, only to find that the man in front of him had been looking straight at him. Qin Muye's pupils are very dark, so black that they are like a piece of ancient ink that has not been written for thousands of years. He doesn't know what he wrote or what he thinks in his heart. It is like a cold pool that can attract people's souls, dormant quietly. However, as soon as it encounters prey drinking water, it will pull people into the pool in an instant.

The prey that can drink water is the former Rong Qiu, and the former he is the happy puppy chasing Qin Muye.

Give some sweetness and shake your head.

Now he is not.

Rong Qiu tucked his hands into his sleeves, took half a step back calmly, and his expression returned to being cold and distant. Naturally, Rong Qiu would not think that Qin Muye still had friends in this community. His intuition told him that Qin Muye had friends. Makino came to find him.

Sure enough.

After he asked Alpha what was going on, the tall and strong man took off his mask, revealing his handsome face that was cut like a knife. Now Rong Qiu could see Qin Muye's expression more clearly. The face that couldn't hold anything also restrained the raging strength, and at this moment it was overflowing with worry.

"It's snowing so hard, I'm worried about you."

Alpha's lips opened and closed, saying words that Rong Qiu couldn't understand, mixed with affection that people couldn't ignore.

This alpha said worry about himself.

After Rong Qiu shook his head, he looked at him seriously.

"I'm fine, you don't have to come here."

It's better not to meet again, as soon as you see him, you get upset.

"Qiuqiu, I just want to know if you have a cold? Do you have a fever?"

Alpha took a step forward and stretched out his hand, as if to test the temperature of Rong Qiu's forehead.

"Don't come here."

This time, Rong Qiu retreated deeper. His calf and back knee hit the snowdrift behind him. The snowdrift that had been processed by the machine forklift was pressed tightly and thickly. Moreover, Rong Qiu's retreating movements were great. It was no different. Yu took the initiative to smash into a large iron block.

Rong Qiu hissed softly.

But no matter what Rong Qiu said, Qin Muye remained silent, as if he was enduring great pain and remorse. The tall alpha was like a huge elm, leaning directly in front of Rong Qiu. Rong Qiu couldn't get over, wanted to hit but was afraid of hurting his hand.

If it doesn't make sense, don't say it, Rong Qiu turns around and leaves.

And as soon as he took a step, his wrist was imprisoned.

The black down jacket on his body is of good texture and is very fluffy, but because it is too fluffy, he can clearly perceive the movement of the man holding his wrist. As if his hand was being clamped by a big metal pliers, Rong Qiu's footsteps that he wanted to leave were blocked by him.

Rong Qiu was already very impatient.

He turned his head, and Rong Qiu saw the big hand on his wrist sinking deep into his black down jacket, his eyelashes curled up in anger from the wind, and his whole face was full of anger and anger. .

"Let go."

Qin Muye didn't let go of his hand, because he knew very well that once he let go, Rong Qiu would immediately disappear in front of his eyes.

He forcefully pressed the hat on his head onto Rong Qiu's head, and regardless of Rong Qiu's struggle, he pulled the other person's wrist, and forcefully led the person to turn around and walked forward.

No matter what Rong Qiu said, he didn't hear it.

And the man's strength is very strong, Rong Qiu understands that his hand may be broken by the alpha before he can use his grasp.

The 50-centimeter snow track was extremely crowded for two people to walk. Their down jackets rubbed the snow, making the sound of "rustling" Mosuo. Qin Muye only stopped when he walked to a fallen tree. This tree was the tree that overwhelmed the young couple on the first day of the heavy snow.

Now only half of the craggy wooden stump remained, the canopy of the tree fell, covered with a thick blanket of snow.

Qin Muye stopped here, Rong Qiu looked at Qin Muye coldly and would rather bend his waist to 90 degrees than let go of his hand. Finally, the proud-proud alpha rummaged for a long time, and then dug out a huge insulated food bag from the snowdrift.

On these days, it is easier to keep things warm by burying them in the snow than putting them outside.

Patting the remaining snow on the insulation belt with one hand, Qin Muye raised the food box in his hand in a muffled voice and handed it to Rong Qiu.

"Take it back to eat."

"What are you doing?" Rong Qiu was not angry.

"It's not easy to start a fire without a power outage, and it's not good to always eat fast food at home."

Now Qin Muye's filter on Rong Qiu is full, whenever he sees Rong Qiu, he feels that Rong Qiu is thin.

The jaws are pointed.

It must be because haven't eaten well for the past three days.

Qin Muye stared at the jaw whose lines had not changed significantly, and lifted the heat preservation bag on his hand again, his deep brows and eyes were set off by the snow behind him, giving a sense of distance: "I have no business today, I am just pure and simple. I will send you a meal, which includes chicken, duck, fish and meat soup. You have a cold and you are sick, and you need to make up for it."