He actually wanted to say that it wasn't just you and Satsuki.

This Spring Festival, we spent the Spring Festival together as a family of three.

Xu was that there were too many things that had happened between them, and Mo Jiyan felt as if he had worn away the unbeatable and high-spirited spirit of the past.

He also wanted to live the kind of civilian married life......

As he spoke, the room fell silent again.

He and Chu Weiwei are both people with hot temperaments, and before the change, there was absolutely nothing to say between them.

Emotional things are so embarrassing.

The daughter was unpacking the gifts, and the two of them sat on the sofa relatively speechless, and this atmosphere seemed a little strange.

Mo Jiyan rubbed his palms a little helplessly, and Chu Wei inadvertently saw the red strangulation marks on his fingers.

It should be that he was holding too many things and too heavy, so his fingers were strangled.

Chu Weiwei couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart, he was a pampered young master, and these things were all done by his subordinates before.

When did he ever do it so hands-on?

Mo Jiyan scratched his head and opened his mouth with some uncertainty.

"You and Satsuki shouldn't have eaten breakfast yet, let's go out to eat together."

Before Chu could speak slightly, Xiao Moyue jumped up and down happily and went to wear beautiful clothes.

Ten minutes later, Chu Weiwei and her daughter cleaned up.

When she was shopping with Xia Yan yesterday, she happened to buy a set of parent-child outfits for herself and her daughter.

The common white down jacket, one big and one small, stood there, but Mo Jiyan thought it was very good-looking.

When I got downstairs, there was heavy snow in the sky.

In just half an hour, the ground was already covered with a thick layer of white.

Chu Weiwei and Mo Jiyan each held one of their daughter's little hands, but Xiao Moyue broke free from their hands and smiled mysteriously.

Then he pulled Daddy and Mommy's hands together and held them, while he ran over and grabbed Mommy's hand.

Touching Mo Jiyan's hand, Chu was slightly excited, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Mo Jiyan grabbed her hand first, clenched it tightly in his palm, and looked at her.

Chu calmed down slightly for a moment, and finally did not refuse again.

A gentle smile provoked at the corner of Mo Jiyan's mouth, and he held Chu Weiwei's hand tightly, and walked towards his car.

Good thing parking is not far away, a few minutes away.

The snow was slippery, so the car drove very slowly.

Along the way, Xiao Moyue lay on the window, blinking at the snow scene outside with big eyes.

Chu turned his head slightly, protecting his daughter's body in case she fell.

Mo Jiyan drove the car, turning his head to look at Chu Weiwei from time to time.

Half an hour later, the car drove outside a small alley.

This is a very characteristic snack street nearby, he just heard about it when he drove here.

Because the car couldn't get in, the family of three had to get out of the car and not wake up.

The snow was falling one after another, and before they reached the restaurant, the three figures were already covered with a layer of white.

Walking into the restaurant, the proprietress came up to greet me warmly.

Mo Jiyan just raised his hand and was about to pat the snowflakes on his shoulders and head for Chu Weiwei, but he was stunned.

A floor-to-ceiling mirror in the center of the restaurant reflected his and Chu Weiwei's figures, their shoulders and head white.

It's a feeling of getting old.

Such a picture made him extremely obsessed.

With a blink of his glasses, Chu Weiwei had already led his daughter to sit in a position that the proprietress had moved.

Xiao Moyue had never seen such a small restaurant, so she was very curious, and hurriedly called Mo Jiyan to come over.

"Daddy, come on!"