Lin Zihang woke up after a nightmare. solemnly talked to Qin Yafu about not having children.

His eyes were earnest. Affection is deep. This made Qin Yafu realize for the first time that she couldn't have children, and she was not the only one who was affected. This anxiety also unconsciously spread to Lin Zihang's body. He usually tried his best to appease himself at the same time. In fact, my heart has long been restless.

People who rarely have nightmares would have such heart-wrenching dreams during the time they took a nap. So much so that when I woke up, I was still worried. It seems that it is all his own fault.

Facing Lin Zihang's affection. Qin Yafu nodded vigorously and promised not to mention that topic again. I didn't know what to say to comfort him.

I remember when she first got married. I once sighed: This is how the husband is. What more could a woman ask for?

The more you go through. Qin Yafu still only had this one sentence to warn herself. Treat him well. Love Him with all your heart. Let's be worthy of his infatuation.

Lin Zihang saw his wife nodding. Finally put my mind at ease. I can't tell if he's coquettish in a dream. Or really relieved. But after slackening. He looked tired.

"You lie down. I'll press my head. "Qin Yafu has been doing beauty since she learned to do beauty. By the way, I also began to study health care acupuncture points. She has often given Lin Zihang a massage recently. The technique is becoming more and more sophisticated. It also made him more and more satisfied.

"Japhe. Sing me a song. Lin Zihang was comfortable and enjoying at the same time. Requests were made.

The most romantic thing is naturally the song "The Most Romantic Thing".

"Sitting back to back on the carpet. Listen to music and talk about wishes. You want me to be gentler and gentler. I want you to put it to heart. You said you wanted to give me a romantic dream. Thank you for taking you to heaven. Even if it takes a lifetime to complete. As long as I speak. You just don't forget. ”

"The most romantic thing I can think of. It's about growing old with you. Collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way. Save it for a moment and sit in a rocking chair and talk slowly; The most romantic thing I can think of. It's about growing old with you. Until we are old and can't go anywhere. You still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand......"

This old song began with its release. It has been sung for many years. It is still the warmest and sweetest fantasy among lovers. And Yu Lin Zihang and Qin Yafu said. Of course, it's the best expectation. The two have been through ups and downs for many years. The biggest wish is to stay together so quietly and warmly.

Qin Yafu's soft voice sang this song very beautifully. Lin Zihang closed his eyes and indulged in the artistic conception of the lyrics. After physical and mental relaxation. Gradually. He fell asleep again. Qin Yafu covered him with a blanket again. Let him rest. These days. He was so tired.

Wait until the chicken broth is ready. Qin Yafu turned off the fire. Go back to the couch. Look at the sleeping man. Qin Yafu's heart was at peace. The face was so good-looking that she felt unreal. Once in girlhood. The yearning for her future husband is far less perfect than his.

As the old saying goes, "Men are afraid of getting into the wrong business." The woman married the wrong man". Qin Yafu married in this life. The most correct people. She cherishes it in addition to it. Where else can I find fault with it?

When Lin Zihang woke up. I found that my wife had moved a chair and sat next to her. Reading a book. Stretched. muttered, "I'm so hungry." ”

"Of course. It's past eight o'clock. Qin Yafu put down the book. Pull him up.

"Go wash your hands first. I'll serve the meal right away. Qin Yafu commanded.

"Okay." Lin Zihang washed his hands and came out. Qin Yafu had already put the dishes and chopsticks on the table. Open the lid of the soup bowl. The smell of chicken broth wafted out.

"It smells so good." Lin Zihang grinned. I was just about to start serving the soup. was stopped by Qin Yafu.

"Don't move." She smiled crookedly. Soft channel. "I'll come."

Talking. Qin Yafu moved swiftly and used a spoon to serve the soup. Place the spoon in a bowl again. Both hands were handed to Lin Zihang. Bi respectfully said, "Husband, please use it." ”

"Hmm. Feed me. Lin Zihang commanded matter-of-factly. I'm tired of serving bowls. ”

"Stinky beauty." Qin Yafu smiled and said with disgust. But he really scooped a spoonful of soup and put it to his mouth to blow. It felt that the temperature was right before it was delivered to his mouth.

"Then you're satisfied."

"Not satisfied enough." Lin Zihang deliberately laughed evilly. Pouting and arguing. "The spoon is too hard. Feed me with your mouth. ”

"Phew." Qin Yafu finally couldn't hold back a smile. Place the soup bowl on the table. Said fiercely with his waist crossed. "Love to eat or not."

"It's okay if you don't eat it." Lin Zihang got up and hugged Qin Yafu. Hold her on top of you. Buried his head in her neck socket. "After all, chicken soup is not as delicious as human flesh......"

"Don't be ashamed. Slept for so long. Everyone is hungry. Qin Yafu avoided his "invasion". Bian complained.

"Fool. Won't you eat it first. Lin Zihang heard that she had been waiting for herself. It's hard to feel distressed. Hurriedly let go of her. Pull the chair into one place. The two of them ate next to each other.

Meal. Qin Yafu still didn't let Lin Zihang clean up. smiled at him charmingly: "You've been working too hard lately. I'll do the housework. ”

Lin Zihang is not used to it. Sit on the sidelines and watch her busy. Both distressed and relieved. It turned out. The people he has been taking care of have also grown. It's no longer just a crying nose.

Qin Yafu finished cleaning up. When he turned around, he saw his man looking at him and smirking. Beautiful eyes blinked. Grimaced at him. After closing the kitchen door. Take the initiative to sit on his lap. Wrap your arms around his neck. Tilting his head and asking, "What do you think?" So focused. ”

"'Out of the hall. into the kitchen'. My wife is getting more and more capable. Lin Zihang rubbed her soft cheeks. Took a deep breath. "I'm almost out of the way."

"It's not like you've always been so nice to me. I had to learn to be a good wife...... Hm. Qin Yafu almost burst out of her mouth to say the words "good mother" at the back. I finally remembered the taboo I had promised him before. He forcibly stopped talking.

"You were my good wife." Lin Zihang certainly understood what she meant. But it doesn't break. Just follow her words. "I'm good to you. It's what I do. You don't need to reciprocate the same. Your job is not easy. It didn't take long to take over. Don't always think about doing housework in the future. Get plenty of rest. Take care of your body. to have the energy to take care of me......"

Lin Zihang's drunkard does not mean wine. For him. The question of what she can best keep him well fed is naturally not a meal.

Qin Yafu suddenly remembered something: "That's right." Tomorrow is Yaya's birthday. I go to her house every year to spend time with her. This morning. Nizi and I both talked on the phone. You're ...... tomorrow night."

"Tomorrow night is estimated to be enough." Lin Zihang looked up at the time. Shake your head. "Today's work has been delayed. I'll have to make it up tomorrow. Go on your own. Don't drink alcohol. After eating. Ask her husband to drop you downstairs. You call me. I'll go downstairs to pick you up. ”

"Okay." Qin Yafu understands him. If it's not really busy. He was reluctant to let her go out on her own. So he obediently agreed.

The next morning. Qin Yafu was woken up by the alarm clock. I feel lazy. Men are good at everything. It's just too greedy for her. Always endure after a few days. You have to break out to survive.

After eating last night. Lin Zihang excused himself for sleepiness. Got up early. But where is he willing to let Qin Yafu go. Lingering for half a night. She felt like her eyes were closed. It was dawn. And the light coming in from the curtains is brighter than everyday. She looked at the alarm watch. But it's the same time every day.

Just when Qin Yafu put the alarm watch back on the bedside. Suddenly, I realized that there was no one around. That imprisons her every day. Where are the people who don't allow her to move around?

Qin Yafu subconsciously shouted: "Zihang." Zihang, where are you? ”

Called twice. And no one responded. This made Qin Yafu uneasy. Early in the morning. Where can he go. I went out to buy breakfast. Such a cold day. It's better to heat up last night's leftovers. It's better than going out to get some air.

Qin Yafu blamed him for not cherishing himself. While putting on his clothes and walking out of the bedroom.

Then. The phone on the coffee table rang.

Qin Yafu heard that it was her mobile phone ringtone. And he picked it up. I was surprised to find out. It was actually Lin Zihang who called. In other words, he has not returned home.

She frowned and picked it up: "Zihang." Where are you? ”

"Are you up?" Lin Zihang's voice sounded very excited.

"Up. Why. Qin Yafu was full of unhappiness. I really want to scold him. Each toss is enough for yourself. On the contrary, he is like a big mending. Full of energy. I was embarrassed to ask myself if I got up.

"Then you put on a down jacket. Open the balcony windows. "I can feel it. Lin Zihang's tone was filled with unconcealed joy.

"Okay. You wait. Qin Yafu was a little surprised by his request. But he also accepted his advice unconditionally. Put on a down jacket and go to the balcony.

Open the window. A cold wind blew in. But Qin Yafu also noticed that there was a white expanse outside. It's snowing. No wonder when I first opened my eyes. It felt like the sky was so bright outside.

Qin Yafu probed out. I saw Lin Zihang standing behind the ice and snow beauty downstairs and waving to her.

The so-called ice and snow beauty. It is a real image of a woman raised with snow.

This snow woman has a head. Face. There are eyes, nose, and mouth. Even pinched out the ears. On the top of her head. Make a wreath out of a tree branch and wear it. It's very goddess-like.

Her slender neck stood straight. The width and narrowness of the shoulders are also reasonably proportioned. Bend both arms inward in front of your abdomen. Holding a bouquet of withered flowers from nowhere.

The most interesting thing is that the woman's slightly bulging breasts are also designed. And press in a dark green band with curves on the chest. Form the look of a low-cut evening dress. Further down is the slender waist. Wear it with a puffed long skirt.

The snowman is a sculpture with a slightly rough workmanship. Estimated if then fine-machined down. It's also a good craft

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