In the mountains and forests in winter, the wind is always very strong. The plum blossoms of a tree were blown to the sky. The swirling plum petals fell on Su Zhaoning's black hair, and also on Nan Huaixin's shoulder.

Seeing the white plum blossom petals blooming on Nan Huaixin's light purple clothes, Su Zhaoning couldn't help but approach and pick off the little bit of white for him.

Nan Huaixin looked at Su Zhaoning, who was so close to him in front of him, and his heart filled his heart with joy and anxiety at the same time.

He raised his hand and wanted to remove the petal from his sideburns for Su Zhaoning, but in the end, his hand fell on Su Zhaoning's eyebrows.

"Has anyone ever painted your eyebrows?" Nan Huaixin lowered his head and asked lightly.

Su Zhaoning felt that this question was a bit silly.

No matter how poor she is, she is still the second lady of the Chang'an Hou Mansion. Hasn't the thrush ever been done by a maid?

However, she knew that what Nan Huaixin wanted to ask was definitely not a maid.

Su Zhaoning thought of the only two relatives he cared about in the Hou Mansion of Chang'an, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but smile: "Yingying painted it for me once." But ......"

Before she could finish her sentence, her smile grew.

A pair of clear eyes are clearly filled with joy.

Nan Huaixin could guess what the situation was.

He lowered his hand from Su Zhaoning's eyebrows, took her small hands, and led her forward in the merlin.

The plum grove was luxuriant, and after row after row there were still trees. After walking about twenty steps, the bamboo house in the middle of the plum forest completely appeared in front of him.

The color of the bamboo in the bamboo house was still new, so Su Zhaoning asked with surprise: "Master Hou, you just built it?" ”

Nan Huaixin's eyes darkened.

Su Zhaoning quickly reflected, and she immediately corrected: "Huahua, why did you think of building a bamboo house in the middle of the plum forest?" ”

Hearing Su Zhaoning change his name, although he was not the one he wanted to hear the most in his heart, Nan Huaixin still swept away his previous sense of loss.

He led her into the bamboo hut and pushed the door open. Inside, the tables, chairs, and beds all appeared in front of Su Zhaoning's eyes.

"Qingqing you love Mei, I want to build a house in Meizhong, if you want to see Mei, I will accompany you to live here at any time." Nan Huaixin picked up the iron kettle on the table and walked outside the bamboo house.

Although Su Zhaoning thought that he was going to boil water, he was curious about how he could make a fire all of a sudden in this simple bamboo house, so he followed behind Nan Huaixin step by step.

I saw that behind the bamboo house, there were some large stones and scattered branches.

Nan Huaixin moved the stones and built them into the shape of a stove. Then he put the branch in the stove and lit it with the flint and steel in his bosom.

The iron kettle was firmly placed on the stove and burned.

Su Zhaoning watched Nan Huaixin skillfully finish all this, and suddenly discovered one thing.

She hurriedly reminded: "You didn't fetch water? ”

After speaking, Su Zhaoning hurriedly stepped forward to remove the iron kettle.

Her hand was grabbed by Nan Huaixin.

Because of the urgency, Nan Huaixin used a lot of strength, not only grabbed Su Zhaoning, but also pulled her staggering back.

Nan Huaixin was busy picking up Su Zhaoning again.

He held her firmly in his arms, and in order to stand firmly, Su Zhaoning's hand just hooked his neck.

The two looked at each other, and each could see the reflection in each other's eyes.

Nan Huaixin felt the soft temperature of the person in his arms, and his throat was a little hot, as if he urgently needed a cup of cold water to water it.

He looked at the iron kettle, and he forgot the reason why he had stopped Su Zhaoning.

Before his fingers touched the handle of the iron kettle, Nan Huaixin quickly withdrew his fingers.

The huge pain of being burned spread from his fingertips to his heart in an instant, and he couldn't help but tremble his fingers.

What a carelessness. Where can the iron kettle be directly lifted at this time?

Nan Huaixin silently received his burned hand behind him.

Su Zhaoning reacted. Although the things prepared in this bamboo house seem to be complete, the quality of the items is far inferior to those prepared at home.

For example, this iron kettle, the iron kettle at home must be a handshake wrapped in porcelain. And even then, when taking the pot directly from the fire, it is necessary to wrap it in a cloth.

Now that the firewood on the stove is still vigorous, Nan Huaixin directly reached out to carry the pot, how could he not be burned?

Su Zhaoning's gaze shifted downward, wanting to find the place where Nan Huaixin was injured.

But the man put one hand behind his back and refused to leak it out.

It must have been badly burned.

Su Zhaoning was very anxious, so she went directly to reach out and pull Nan Huaixin.

"Did you just get hot? Show me, burns are not a trivial matter. Su Zhaoning persuaded.

But Nan Huaixin was not ready to change his mind at all.

Joke, he is a big man boiling water and scalding, do you still want to show it to his wife? And her wife didn't like such a weak man. After all......

Nan Huaixin curled his injured finger into the center of his fist and didn't let Su Zhaoning see it.

When Su Zhaoning finally pulled Nan Huaixin's hand behind his back to the front, he saw this tight fist.

She almost laughed at it.

"Nan Huaixin, is there such a childish person as you? Burned, still hurt and injured? Su Zhaoning tried hard to break Nan Huaixin's hand, but the other party just refused to let go.

Su Zhaoning said again: "If you don't expose the wound again, don't regret leaving a scar in the future." ”

Nan Huaixin raised his clenched fist to his lips and coughed lightly to relieve the embarrassment in his heart.

He purely comforted Su Zhaoning and said, "I didn't get burned. ”

"There's no burns, so you stretch out your finger and show me?" Su Zhaoning was very stubborn.

I don't know why, she just doesn't want to go back at this point.

Even if they are already married, even if the two people are already a real husband and wife, this person still likes to take everything to heart.

Don't say what you give, and don't say what you worry about.

She pretended not to know, and saw how long he was going to continue to bury.

Nan Huaixin raised his other hand and stroked Su Zhaoning's hair, soothed her emotions and said, "Okay, it's windy outside, you can go inside and wait for me." I re-boiled the water and came in. ”

Su Zhaoning took a deep breath and looked at Nan Huaixin in front of him motionlessly.

Seeing Su Zhaoning's stubborn expression for the first time, Nan Huai's confidence deepened his affection.

He lowered his voice softer, and coaxed a child to discuss with her: "Would you like to go in first, good boy?" ”

Such a tone has never appeared even when the two of them spent candles in the cave room.

Su Zhaoning's heart softened.

She let out a long sigh, stretched out her hand, and took the initiative to pull Nan Huaixin.

Pulling Nan Huaixin, who was a little stunned, all the way to the side of the water tank she found, Su Zhaoning bent down and scooped a spoonful of cold water, and then grabbed Nan Huaixin's hand and put it in it.

"Master Hou, you are always so childish, I really know how to ......" Su Zhaoning changed her title again, she thought about it and didn't finish the rest of the words.

Nan Huaixin heard her words.

His fingers twitched again in the water. What trembled more than his fingers was his heart.

"I'm a few years older than you, and I'm not a child." Nan Huaixin's rebuttal was very dry.

His mood was also a little bitter.

In terms of love, he is far more clumsy than Chen Tianyang. This habit is hidden, and it is not unrelated to his childhood experience.

Because both of them had such childhoods and grew up without the protection of their parents, Su Zhaoning understood Nan Huaixin's deep heart.

She experienced Chen Tianyang's incident and understood that there are some words and some things, and it is much better to say them as soon as possible than to drag them out.

However, a woman, how can she be straightforward?

Su Zhaoning looked deeply at Nan Huaixin in front of him, and his words had reached the maximum limit: "Master Hou, you and I are already husband and wife. Husbands and wives should have heart-to-heart friendship, shouldn't they? ”

Nan Huaixin glanced down at Su Zhaoning, but when he met her clear eyes, he couldn't help but dodge a little.

Su Zhaoning couldn't help but feel disappointed in her heart, she stuffed the scoop into Nan Huaixin's own hand, turned around and walked to the door.

Seeing this longing figure walking towards the light, about to throw himself in this cold and dim room, Nan Huaixin's heart suddenly ached.

Is he always so unlucky?

Colorful glazed horses, mother, father, and Su Zhaoning.

It fell to the ground with a thud.

Su Zhaoning, who was originally ruthlessly walking towards the door, turned his head nervously, but his sight was completely blocked by a person's chest.

He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

"I'm sorry. Don't leave me. Nan Huaixin didn't know what Su Zhaoning would do after listening to his words, but he still said all his words honestly.

"I know that Tianyang once sent you a sea of flowers, and I know that he once took you to his wooden house. So I deliberately moved this piece of Merlin and built this bamboo house. I don't want you to think about him anymore. What he can do, I can do. I will not be less affectionate towards you. ”

Su Zhaoning's hand that was hugged was raised slightly.

She pressed Nan Huaixin's chest and slowly pushed him away.

The injury in those peach blossom eyes, she couldn't bear to look at it.

Staring at her toes, she did the boldest thing in her life.

The lips were lightly imprinted on the corners of Nan Huaixin's eyes.

Su Zhaoning heard his voice clearly.

"I've never liked Chen Tianyang. Not at all. ”

This sentence made the stone that Nan Huai had been lying on suddenly loosen with confidence. And the next sentence completely made his heart full of flowers.

"There's probably only one person I like. It's my husband, Nan Huaixin. ”

Nan Huaixin's three words are actually better than anything else. It sounds better than Fu-kun.

Because she said her name, she didn't have to like herself because she married her.

Nan Huaixin pulled Su Zhaoning into his arms again, he stroked her soft black hair, and his lips gently touched her hot ears.

He told her over and over again: "I Nan Huaixin, from beginning to end, from beginning to end, from this life to the next life, I only love Su Zhaoning." ”

"What do you like about me?" It doesn't seem to be the first time I've heard the confession, but it's always not completely sweet to the bottom of my heart. Su Zhaoning muffled his voice and asked him.

The body was suddenly lifted by the waist.

Su Zhaoning couldn't help but exclaim, and then, her body finally had a landing point.