When Jiang Lu returned from Lin Wenshu's place, Zhou Chunhe was holding his son and looking at the door.

Jiang Lu hurriedly stepped forward and scolded, "Why are you holding him at the door when it's so cold?"

Seeing that his wife was angry, Zhou Chunhe not only didn't mind, but was also very happy and said, "Hurry up and eat."

Jiang Lu glanced at him, "Aren't you full at noon? The meal hasn't been cooked yet."

"It's already done." Zhou Chunhe replied.

Jiang Lu naturally didn't believe it, but she thought of her mother-in-law and said, "Mom made it for me."

"No, I did it."

Jiang Lu became even more confused, quickened his pace, and walked into the house.

I saw a basin of noodles placed in the middle of the table, still steaming.

"Eat." Zhou Chunhe brought the bowl and handed her a pair of chopsticks.

"What are you doing? I want to eat garlic."

Zhou Chunhe paused, his throat rolling up and down violently with the sound of "I know."

"I've heated the hot water in the pot. You and Zhou Tian can wash it first."

Jiang Lu was really hungry. She no longer thought about the abnormality here, picked up the bowl and started eating.

Jiang Lu didn't even look back and asked, "Why two?"

Zhou Chunhe laughed, but felt it was not enough, so he laughed again and said, "If I can hide anything from you, just eat it quickly."

Zhou Chunhe stood up and started to clear the dishes.

"I'll do it," Jiang Lu said.

Jiang Lu nestled in Zhou Chunhe's arms and found a comfortable position. The two of them watched the snowflakes falling outside the window and listened to the rustling of the snow. She felt that this moment was extremely romantic. At this moment, she was caught off guard and felt the feeling of first love.

That urge to be crazy about love and to be together no matter what.

When she came back to her senses and savored Zhou Chunhe's words, Zhou Chunhe had come back covered in snowflakes, closed the door, and took off his clothes... his movements were clean and neat, without any sloppiness.

"One for you and one for your son, no one is fighting, everyone has a share." Zhou Chunhe said with a smile.

"Took it all away."

Jiang Lu had no choice but to give up and continue eating noodles.

Zhou Chunhe saw that with the snow light as the background, his wife was sitting with her back to the window, her long black hair casually tied behind her head, and a few strands had fallen down, hanging playfully on her temples.

"Come here." Zhou Chunhe sat facing the window, staring at her with his deep eyes, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was suppressed to the extreme.

"Took it all away?"

This time, it was Zhou Chunhe who held Jiang Lu and watched the snow.

"There is no garlic at home." Zhou Chunhe said seriously.

Jiang Lu probably realized something and quickly let go of his hand.

"I want to put some chili pepper." Jiang Lu stood up and brought the chili can.

Zhou Chunhe also stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Lu sat down with doubts, looked at Zhou Chunhe and said, "On what day does our straight man become enlightened?"

Jiang Lu still kept looking around, watching the series of operations of the man in front of him strangely.

"You're acting weird today." Jiang Lu simply leaned against the window, tilted his head, and said leisurely. He didn't want to guess anymore. Instead of wasting this time guessing the answer, it would be faster to ask Zhou Chunhe directly.

Jiang Lu suddenly felt that he was so cute, and stretched out her hand to grab his hair, "I know."

"Let Zhou Tian sleep with grandma tonight!" Zhou Chunhe said without looking back, as if he didn't want to discuss it with her.

The snow is rustling, everything is quiet, and tonight, not even the dogs bark.

The north wind and snow stained the ground all night, and the fragrance of spring came without a trace.

"Little Tiantian, let's go wash our faces!" Jiang Lu picked up Zhou Tian who was lying on the bed and went to the kitchen.

"It's not delicious." Jiang Lu smiled.

Jiang Lu finally understood why she had to stay with someone if she loved him, and why she chose to travel to tiger mountains despite knowing that there are tigers in the mountains.

After a while, Jiang Lu's hands and feet became numb and he changed his position.

After eating for a while, he raised his head again.

Jiang Lu said "oh" and resumed eating noodles.

Zhou Chunhe said no more, lowered his head and ate all the noodles in his bowl, then brought Jiang Lu's bowl over and emptied the remaining noodles.

Jiang Lu was not sure, but he vaguely felt that Zhou Chunhe was planning something, like some kind of big move, but he couldn't implement it immediately and was waiting for the opportunity. Every move he made was very fast, without any hesitation. In a hurry?

Zhou Chunhe noticed his wife staring at him, touched his face and said, "What's wrong?"

It would be nice if there were glass windows. The two of them could sit on the bed and watch the snow freely, instead of leaning like this and looking at a small hole like thieves.

Zhou Chunhe choked on his mouth, his face turned red, "I tried my best."

Two bowls are now neatly placed on the table.

"I'll go, it's too cold today."

"I still have some that I cooked yesterday, I'll go look for them." Jiang Lu refused to give up and ate the noodles without garlic, which would reduce the flavor by half. She especially wanted some garlic today.

"Twenty-nine, what day is it? Eat it quickly. It won't taste good if it's cold."

Perhaps because of the snow, Zhou Tian was extra well-behaved tonight and didn't cry even when changing his diaper. Jiang Lu hugged him and sat on the bed, watching the snowflakes outside through a small hole in the window.

Before Jiang Lu had time to react, she spun around and a pair of strong hands had already pulled her into his arms. Just as she was about to speak out, a broad hand on the back of her head dragged her face towards him infinitely. Infinitely, infinitely, finally, finally

The two faces overlapped.

He felt that the time had come, but when should he wait? He picked up his son and walked out.

Jiang Lu was startled and turned to look at Zhou Chunhe. He came back from the county today and felt that something was wrong with him today. Now that he heard such words, he felt even more wrong. He was Zhou Chunhe, how could he say such romantic and waxy words?

What about.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Lu asked hurriedly, puzzled.

…

Zhou Chunhe sat down again, his face showing relaxation and joy.

But Zhou Chunhe was determined not to let her go, "My mother just came over and took it away."

"I'll build two snowmen tomorrow." Zhou Chunhe came in after packing and saw the mother and son in strange postures.

Jiang Lu looked at him and murmured, "Why do you feel like you are hiding something from me?"

The fact is that Jiang Lu’s objections are useless.

"More garlic." Jiang Lu was about to reach out for the garlic, but Zhou Chunhe grabbed his arm.

Jiang Lu looked out the window. It turned out that it was already dark, there were no lights in the house, and the snow was still falling. In the void, the snowflakes were soft and misty. Reflecting the light of the snow on the trees on the ground, one could clearly see the falling snowflakes.

The gestures, knowing clearly that there is no return, but they still have no hesitation and fall regardless of the future.

Many times, she felt that she was very wronged. She didn't have a serious relationship and jumped directly to being a wife and a mother. At this moment, she finally made up for it. But Jiang Lu was greedy and felt that it was not enough. She wanted more.

,a lot of.

"You don't know how long I've been waiting." Zhou Chunhe's chin rested on Jiang Lu's head and his faint voice sounded.

Jiang Lu was confused, turned to face Zhou Chunhe, held his cheeks with both hands, "What do you mean?"

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