A few days before Chinese New Year's Eve. The pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info slightly snowed.

Qin Wuxiang still leaned on the stove to keep warm, and looked at a fold casually.

At night, the silence around was a little terrible. Even the sound of snow falling from dead old trees was audible.

Suddenly, a hurried footstep sounded, and finally stopped in front of the door, Qin Wuxiang frowned slightly, and asked without looking up, "Yuhe, what's wrong?" ”

Yuhe, who was hesitating outside the door, gritted her teeth and reported: "**** Yi girl asks to see ......"

Qin Wuxiang looked at Yuhe suddenly, a little stunned.

After a long time, he threw the fold in his hand into the stove, and the charcoal fire was hot, and the flames that came out were reflected in his dark brown pupils, warm and dangerous.

"Let her in. By the way, I ordered a small bean bag to prepare some hot wine. ”

Yuhe nodded, and after doing so, he led Xiao Xiao to the study, and then retreated cautiously.

Qin Wuxiang looked at Xiao Xiao quietly, and actually felt that he had a glance for ten thousand years.

"You wait."

Xiao Xiao said that he stood outside and patiently patted the snow powder off his body.

That natural and familiar posture was in Qin Wuxiang's heart, along with those snow powders, one after another.

"What are you doing here?"

He wanted to be cold, but he said it with an afterglow that he couldn't even believe.

Xiao Xiao stopped his movements and glanced at Qin Wuxiang, "Knowingly asked." ”

She walked in, it was indeed warm inside, so she took off the fox fur, sat down next to Qin Wuxiang, and stretched out her hand to bake the fire.

"It snowed as soon as I went out...... Panicked. ”

Her fingers were not lightly frozen, and because of the snow she had just patted, there were some thin droplets of water between her fingers.

When she came back, she looked at Qin Wuxiang next to her, he was still sitting there distantly, out of reach, but after looking closely, he still felt that he had lost a lot of weight.

At this time, Xiaodoubao came in with hot wine, and Xiao Xiao wanted to take the wine jug, but Qin Wuxiang took it first. He held the still hot wine jug and poured Xiao Xiao a small glass himself.

The crisp wine flows slowly from the spout and falls into the glass, making a crisp sound.

Xiaodoubao stood aside, and when he saw his son-in-law's face, there was a long-lost smile.

In the aroma of wine, even the eyebrows and eyes are also a little gentle.

Xiao Doubao was sad and happy in his heart. He hurriedly retreated, leaving Gongzi alone with Xiao Xiao.

When he went out, he habitually went to the kitchen to find Yuhe, not wanting to see Yuhe and a man in black standing side by side on the corridor talking, he was stunned, standing in place, unable to take a step.

Yuhe saw him from a distance, she pointed at him and said a few words to the man in black, the man in black nodded, replied to some words, jumped up, and disappeared into the night.

Yuhe looked at the place where the man in black disappeared in a daze for a moment, and then came over to Xiaodoubao and said with a smile: "Isn't it too cold to stand for so long?" ”

Xiao Doubao suddenly glanced at Yuhe deeply, and if he didn't reply to Yuhe's question, he turned around and left.

Yuhe hurriedly chased after him, grabbed the little bean bag and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Xiao Doubao pushed away Yuhe's hand and said coldly: "It's none of your business for me to do anything." ”

Yuhe looked at Xiaodoubao suspiciously, and suddenly she suddenly realized, covered her mouth and smiled: "Jealous?" ”

"I didn't!" Xiaodoubao was told the central matter, and suddenly burned red in embarrassment.

Yuhe no longer teased Xiaodoubao, she gently pulled Xiaodoubao and explained: "That's the scales that Xiaobaozi mentioned before." ”

"Scales?" Xiao Doubao was a little stunned.

Yuhe lowered his head and smiled: "Well, my brother." ”