As soon as he heard Wen Ling's refusal, Xie Ziqing didn't insist anymore, but waited for Wen Ling's answer.

After thinking about it, Wen Ling tilted his head, and his voice was soft, like a cloud in the sky, slowly floating to his feet.

Xie Ziqing felt that his footsteps floated up in an instant.

Every step is like stepping on a cloud, and it is incredibly soft.

"Then braised pork, put potatoes, small pieces, flavor, delicious." Wen Ling was still imagining the food, but Xie Ziqing was looking at her.

The little girl's slightly red little face and a closed small mouth made Xie Ziqing think of more involuntarily.

I thought of the snowy night, two small flowers hugging each other, two snowflakes swaying each other, and two people who really depended on each other......

This feeling was too eager, and when Xie Ziqing reacted to what he was thinking, he hurriedly swallowed his saliva, for fear that he would think too much in the daytime.

"Okay." A faint and hoarse voice sounded, and there was endless pampering in the voice.

It felt like Wen Ling wanted the whole world, and he was willing to give it.

It is true that even if it is his life, he is willing to give it.

As long as the little girl wants it, even if he doesn't have it, he will find a way to let himself have it.

"Then, let's scramble another egg and steam a little bean bun." Wen Ling was still there, whispering about the food during the New Year.

Xie Ziqing was handling the pork on the side, answering from time to time.

Outside, the north wind was already blowing, and there seemed to be a little snowflake.

But in the house, the stove is blazing, and the hearts of a couple of people who are in love are warm.

Dinner preparation is not complicated.

A plate of fragrant, colorful, fragrant braised pork.

Potatoes are placed in it, because after a long time of fusion with the meat, they also blend in with the flavor.

One glance at it must have tasted good.

"It's delicious to watch." Wen Ling looked at the meat and couldn't help but hold a chopstick.

Then he put it on top of the white rice in front of him.

At the end of the year, the grain was distributed, and Xie Ziqing also asked for a little grain, which was naturally a little girl.

It's approaching the New Year's Day, Xie Ziqing will make some, originally he just wanted to give Wen Ling to eat for himself.

However, Wen Ling didn't let it, and the two of them ate together.

When you bite into it gently, the meat is soft and flavorful, and the potatoes also enter the flavor, which is very delicious.

"It's soft and fragrant." After Wen Ling's comment, he took another bite of rice.

Xie Ziqing saw Wen Ling's joy, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked.

If she likes it, he will be at ease.

The two of them had dinner, and then they went to the snowy night that belonged to the two of them.

The next morning, Wen Ling slept lazily.

As a result, after a while, he was called out by 233.

Wen Ling had no choice but to open his eyes, it was already cold around him, and it was obvious that he had been away for a long time.

So, what does 233 call itself to do?

Now that I'm with my benefactor, I'm living happily every day, so I won't be blackened, right?

That would be terrible.

"Oh my God, someone is in the corner of your wall, and you still have the heart to sleep here?" 233 was so anxious that he went to the room, and when he saw Wen Ling, he opened his eyes and looked at them, closed them again, and couldn't help but start chattering.

"Ah, let's do a live broadcast, I'll see." Wen Ling didn't have much thought about this.

The eyes are still closed.

This kind of thing, Xie Ziqing will probably make the other party die directly, and he doesn't need to take action himself.

But this kind of excitement should still be very interesting, you can take a look.

(End of chapter)