Riding a motorcycle to the top of the mountain, the snow is thicker than the pile up halfway up the mountain, and a family stands on the mud path in advance to greet them.

Huahua, who has no legs, is wearing a flower cotton jacket and sitting in a wheelchair, and there is an old man in a military coat standing next to him on crutches.

Both were shy and made basic introductions.

Huahua's mother worked in other provinces to earn money, and not long ago she took Huahua to Linggang Hospital to see her legs, and it was there that she met the people, and Zhai Lin came to be a philanthropist today.

Jiang Nuannuan asked, "What about her father?" ”

There was only one grandfather by Huahua's side, and he sighed: "Huahua was blown up and broke his leg, and he emptied his family at that time, and he said that he wanted to go out to earn money, but he never came back." ”

Although the house is a two-story rural self-built house, it is only built with red bricks inside and out, without plastering and without any superfluous decorations.

There are only basic facilities in the house, and the incandescent lamps are hung from the roof with a wire.

"The home environment is not very good, the air conditioning is still installed when Huahua's father is there, and the quilt covers are all new, and the four-piece set bought by Huahua's mother is used." Grandpa Flowey takes them upstairs to see the house.

There are two rooms upstairs, and only one room is air-conditioned.

Zhai Lin directly put Jiang Nuannuan's luggage at the door of the air-conditioned room and went to another room.

It was really cold on this day, and in the emptiness of Grandpa Huahua's downstairs, Jiang Nuannuan took the remote control of the air conditioner, and the buttons were all brand new, covered with a layer of plastic film, and they were wiped clean.

It doesn't look like it's been used.

Jiang Nuannuan felt that the ancestors and grandchildren should have deliberately taken out this house to use it in order to receive them.

She put down the remote control, patted the ash on her skirt, and went to find Zhai Lin.

"How do you sleep at night? It's cold. ”

His room also had a small half-open window, which was like a natural ice nest.

Zhai Lin said: "You can't freeze to death." ”

He chose to come here on his own, and he has no regrets.

Jiang Nuannuan thought for a moment, "If it's cold at night, you come over." ”

He paused and tilted his head to look at her, "I won't sleep with you." ”

Jiang Nuannuan: "... Yes. ”

If it weren't for the fact that the progress of her favor had been rising, she would have almost believed in his evil.

In the kitchen on the first floor, Grandpa Huahua brought out two cups of hot water, sat with the two of them for a while, talked a little about the past in the village, and went to the door to change into a pair of rain boots.

The exposed left foot is a prosthetic leg made of wood.

Grandpa Huahua put on rain boots, took a kitchen knife, and went out with a basket.

Zhai Lin: "What is he going to do?" ”

Huahua had seen him once, but looking at this beautiful brother up close still made her shy, "Go to the back mountains to dig vegetables, and cook stews to eat at night." ”

Jiang Nuannuan asked him, "Do you want to go for a walk?" ”

"There's a lot of snow outside." Zhai Lin glanced at her, his eyes fell on her bare-legged artifact and long skirt, doubting the anti-frost effect of this thing.

In the end, they didn't go out, so Huahua found drawing paper and asked Zhai Lin to teach her to draw.

Compared with the national inferiority complex and stage fright, Huahua is much more optimistic, and she also greets the gloomy Zhai Lin with a smile, so no matter how bad her painting is, Zhai Lin didn't get angry, and suppressed the dryness in her heart because of the bad painting, and started to help revise it, and really taught him a few things.

When Grandpa Huahua came back, Jiang Nuannuan looked at the basket of vegetables dug up from the ground, as well as his frozen red hands, and said, "I'll help you." ”

"You come all the way, sit down, I'll come."

He walked in with his things and walked in steadily, skillfully cooking a pot of fragrant vermicelli stew.

The dishes are not very good, but there is meat, vegetables and vermicelli, which is very good for this family.

Zhai Lin had never eaten this kind of messy stew, Jiang Nuannuan gave him a chopstick of Chinese cabbage, "Eat." ”

He poked it with his chopsticks, and under the expectant gaze of his grandfather and grandson, he reluctantly opened his mouth to eat.

"Okay."

Jiang Nuannuan smiled, the mist in the pot hazy her facial contours, adding a bit of softness, she said: "The natural organic vegetables in the mountains, and the water is also delicious." ”

Grandpa Huahua was relieved to see that they were happy, and decided to go to the next person's house tomorrow to buy some pork and come back.

As long as he can put his granddaughter with a prosthetic leg, he can do everything in his power to curry favor with what little money he has.

After the meal, Huahua repaired the half-painted painting and walked to him with a walker, she was not as tall as a stool without legs, Zhai Lin could only bend down and ask, "What's wrong?" ”

His tone was unconsciously dyed with tenderness, and his patience was infinitely extended.

"Beautiful brother, you guys go home after playing, and bring this to the people as well." Huahua held up the drawing paper and said with a smile: "I can't go to school for painting classes, but you taught me to draw the people today, so I will give him as a gift." ”

Jiang Nuannuan helped his grandfather wash the dishes, walked behind Zhai Lin, leaned over with his fingers on his shoulders, and exaggerated: "Huahua painting is so beautiful." ”

"My brother taught me, he's very good." Huahua said proudly, and turned her head to show off to her grandfather.

Jiang Nuannuan also nodded in agreement, "Brother is very powerful, and Huahua is also powerful." ”

shouted a brother close to Zhai Lin's ear, soft and sweet, full of coaxing children's coquettishness.

He almost scratched the corner of the paper, but he didn't dare to turn his head rashly, she was so close that he might kiss her on the lips.

Just thinking about it, Zhai Lin's head suddenly tilted to the side a little, and the hand that was pressing on his shoulder withdrew as the master straightened up.

His head that wanted to turn also stopped, and he was a little annoyed why he took the initiative to come up.

Jiang Nuannuan picked up Huahua and put her in a wheelchair, "We'll bring it to the people, it's time to go to sleep now." ”

Grandpa Huahua slept on the first floor with Huahua, there was an electric blanket to use, and he didn't worry about the cold.

Jiang Nuannuan used the air-conditioned bedroom with peace of mind.

In the middle of the night, there was no movement next door, she was awakened by urine, climbed out of the quilt and wrapped in a blanket and walked outside.

The corridor was cold and piercing, Jiang Nuannuan was about to go to the end to go to the toilet, but he didn't want to bump into Zhai Lin, who was smoking against the window of the corridor, so he stood in front of the window, looking at the snow falling from the street lamps outside, and his face was dyed white and exquisite.

Jiang Nuannuan: "Still not sleeping?" ”

Zhai Lin turned his head and saw that she was wearing a cotton-white nightdress, staring at him with a pair of eyes, he didn't think there was anything special before, but now he looks at it all.

He didn't know what to say, didn't even think much about it, and came up with a sentence "It's too cold." ”

Jiang Nuannuan touched his hand with an unsurprised face, it was indeed very cold, "Smoking can't solve the problem of cold, take the quilt and go to my house, I'll come to the toilet." ”

He pinched out his cigarette and grabbed her arm, "You really want me to sleep in the same bed with you?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan raised her eyes to look at him, with a righteous and calm face, "What's the matter?" You only have Fu Ying in your heart, and you will never do anything to me, we can only be regarded as bed partners. ”

She bit the two words of the bed partner emphatically, and her voice was soft.

Zhai Lin let go of his hand and lowered his eyes.

Only he knows best in his heart, and this has nothing to do with Fu Ying.

Jiang Nuannuan, who came back from going to the toilet, saw Zhai Lin piling his quilt on the left side of the bed, and the heating was sufficient, so he took off his coat and only had a gray knitted sweater left.

The two of them took one side and neither bothered anyone.

The house was full of the fragrance of women, Zhai Lin was a little difficult to fall asleep, and the people around him didn't have any heart, maybe they trusted him too much, and his breathing became even after a while, and he fell asleep.

It's just that Jiang Nuannuan's sleeping posture has never been very good, and it is easy to kick into other people's quilts.

Zhai Lin's sleepiness just came up a little before he was kicked awake.

He turned to look at her, and the woman slept in her thick hair, her eyes closed, and the nightdress with a round neckline slipped down a lot, revealing a patch of white skin and a hint of furrows.

Very beautiful, Zhai Lin realized that he had been watching for a long time, closed his eyes, held her feet and stuffed them back.

But after two or three minutes, the cold foot was stuffed in again, and this time he deliberately slept on his side with his back to her, only to be kicked on his ass by her.

Zhai Lin froze, and after realizing that she even wanted to stuff in, he couldn't bear to turn around, grabbed her foot, and roared, "Jiang Nuannuan!" ”

Why is she so dishonest when she sleeps! And move his ass!

That small roar really didn't have much deterrent, Jiang Nuannuan heard it in his head, and the person was still asleep, but he just snorted at the tip of his nose, lazy like a low moan, like a cat.

Zhai Lin's arrogance was inexplicably extinguished again, and his heart was hooked by that 'um', trembling and trembling.

He gave up the idea of tucking her legs back, and had to lie flat on his back, letting her sleep more and more, until he completely abandoned her bed and burrowed into the edge of his neck.

It's too close.

Zhai Lin pressed against her shoulder, uncomfortable to the extreme, and tried to regulate her breathing, "Jiang Nuannuan, are you going to squeeze me out of bed?" ”

This voice was a little louder, Jiang Nuannuan opened her eyes in a daze, her mind was empty, and she didn't know what she thought, so she kissed him on the lips and muttered: "Gu Tingyan, don't make trouble, I'm so sleepy." ”

Because of this kiss in an instant, Zhai Lin's brain exploded into fireworks, and because of her next words, she fell into the ice river in the next moment, and her face was ugly.

She recognized him as Gu Tingyan, so they often slept together and even kissed in bed.

Otherwise, how to explain her subconscious words and actions?

Zhai Lin turned sideways, grabbed his fingers into the sheet on Jiang Nuannuan's side, trapped her underneath, and asked irritably: "You opened your eyes and recognized clearly, who am I?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan was annoyed by the noise, and opened her eyes, "Well, Gu..."

She admits that she did it on purpose in identifying the wrong person.

Without waiting for her to finish saying Gu Tingyan's full name, Zhai Lin's murderous aura entwined, and the kiss was sudden and defenseless.

Jiang Nuannuan raised his hand to push him, but he grabbed and pressed him to the pillow, he opened his mouth, the kiss was eager and messy, and he was very annoyed.

was kissed while lying on a bed, and was mistaken for someone else.

Could there be anything more annoying than that?

When Zhai Lin made this behavior, he didn't take into account other emotional factors at all, only anger.

Jiang Nuannuan tilted her neck, and the kiss that only lingered on her lips suddenly deepened, taking advantage of the weakness, the tip of his nose kept rubbing against her cheek, and the hand holding her tightened more and more.

"Ahem."

Zhai Lin suddenly tilted his head, and coughed a few times in a slightly hoarse voice.

Jiang Nuannuan's chest rose and fell, and she looked at the person in the dark blankly, "You pressed my hair." ”

Zhai Lin withdrew his hand, his throat was a little uncomfortable, turned to the other side, and coughed a few more lowly.

Jiang Nuannuan next to her quickly stopped moving, as if she didn't care about the kiss at all, half of her shoulders under the nightdress were exposed, her head was sandwiched between the two pillows, and she fell asleep again.

No heart, no lungs.

Zhai Lin stared at her for a long time, rubbed the corners of his lips, and felt deflated.

What is he angry about?

There's nothing to be angry about when she recognizes the wrong person.

But she's the one who crossed the line, isn't she?

But that's when she recognized the wrong person, and he could reprimand her instead of kissing her the other way around.

They didn't have the kind of relationship where they could kiss, why would he be crazy and want to kiss her.

The villains on both sides of Zhai Lin's head were fighting frantically, and in the end, he didn't know what conclusion to draw, and the favorability reported by system 66 to Jiang Nuannuan was increased to 40.