The rocking chair shook slowly, and Wen Xian was completely drunk in this afternoon.

In the evening, the two of them began to prepare a candlelit dinner.

The two of them fried steak and saury in the small kitchen together, and finally Wen Xian took the lemon and poured the lemon juice on top of the saury.

Lu Xiao was boiling the sauce of cheese baked shrimp, Wen Xian directly handed a slice of lemon to his mouth, and Lu Xiao ate it directly without looking at it.

Wen Xian smiled badly, raising his eyebrows and waiting to see his sour appearance.

But Lu Xiao's expression was indifferent, and when he noticed that she was looking over, he kept staring at him, so he asked with a straight face:

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

Wen Xian: "......???"

Isn't he sour? He eats lemons.

"No, isn't it sour?" Wen Xian looked confused, extremely surprised.

Lu Xiao tugged at the corners of his mouth and said with a faint smile: "It's not sour, this one is quite sweet." ”

Wen Xian heard this, half-convinced.

Immediately she cut another slice of lemon, she sniffed it, and it seemed to be a little sweet, so she opened her mouth and took a bite.

The next second-

"Poof......!"

The sour intention spread between her lips and teeth, and her nerves trembled with the sourness, and she quickly spit it out, and her little face was wrinkled.

She bared her teeth and asked Lu Xiao, but found that the corners of Captain Lu's lips were wantonly hooked.

Wen Xian: "......"

Stumble!

I've pitted myself again.

Because this year is an anniversary, even if it's only the first month, Wen Xian feels the need to commemorate it.

In life, we often need a sense of ritual very much, even if we are already old husbands and wives, because love needs to be preserved.

It is precisely because this person is the person who will accompany you through your life that you should cherish it and treat it well.

On the table are steaks, saury, and cheese-baked shrimp, as well as sweet and sour beet soup, baked apples, and toasted bread slices and butter in small baskets.

Red wine was poured into the goblet.

Under the dim candlelight in the cabin, Wen Xian was wearing a red sundress, and Lu Xiao was wearing a suit pants and a white shirt, and the two sat opposite each other.

It was snowing outside the windows, and the chandelier under the eaves outside the hut clearly reflected the heavy snow outside.

In the cabin, the fire in the fireplace is stirring, and the warmth fills the air.

The two of them just looked at each other while eating, talking, and when they looked at each other, their eyes showed affection that they couldn't hide from each other.

After drinking the red wine for a while, Wen Xian's cheeks were already a little drunk.

The fair skin is covered with a thin flush, which is particularly attractive.

Lu Xiao got up at this time, walked to a retro record player, replaced it with a vinyl record, and then put the pointer on it, and suddenly a lazy and intoxicating song sounded.

It was a song from abroad, and it was called "Duet".

The tune is elegant, languid, yet soulful.

In the end, just when Wen Xian was a little fascinated and looked at the back of Lu Xiao's tall and slender body, he turned around and walked over after doing everything.

This time, there was no return to the seat.

Instead, he came to her step by step, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand stretched out, and a deep and magnetic voice sounded in front of her:

"Mrs. Lu, can I ask you to dance?"

Under the candlelight, he leaned over slightly, looking down at her, his eyebrows and eyes were full of concentration and seriousness.

[Brother Jiu: Ah, ah, first storm to ask for a recommendation ticket, monthly pass, I'm still masturbating, good night, babies go to sleep first]

Notes: "Duet" Singer: Rachael Yamagata