You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

He handed her a box with a black bag covering it.

Joyce took the package, and after she paid, she opened the package on the spot, "Wait a minute. I need to check it first. It would be more convenient if I want to return it."

The deliveryman stood and waited while Joyce opened the package. She pulled a black velvet box out of it and opened it. She looked inside and said with satisfaction, "Okay, you can go now. Thanks."

After the deliveryman left, Joyce took a few steps farther forward and threw the packaging into the trash bin.

In her hand she cupped the black velvet box she had just received. She walked back to her office.

It was so cold, and she felt that in just a short while, her fingers had almost frozen and become less flexible.

She stopped and breathed into her palm, and she could even see the white foggy air.

It's still cold.

warm scarf came up from the back of her neck and went around to

it blocked all

solid black, with a pretty wild logo. It was a cashmere scarf Luther bought for her from Hermes. When did he

was just about to turn around when he embraced her from behind. His long, slender arms were

her neck, "What are you doing

against hers

still and he held her tighter

in a soft voice. Joyce tilted her head up and suddenly felt a bit cold on her face,

a soft scream and exclaimed,

first snow of

around by the wind and instantly melted in her

a soft curve, and she

The Capital was located in the cold north, and the first snow of this winter just came unannounced. “You like the snow?" He turned her around and gazed

you like the snow, I will take you to see the snow every year, OK?"