steal a cute baby

Chapter 432 The Wife Is Mighty (1)
In the afternoon, it was because He Yao's office was as cold as ice, but in the evening, it was warmer because of his presence.

She is still shy, and her shyness makes the whole office warmer.

His mood became super good when she was shy.

It snowed again on the way home, he was driving the car, she was sitting next to him, and when he was dozing off, the car suddenly stopped beside the square.

She struggled to open her eyes: "What's wrong?"

"It's snowing!" He said lightly, looking outside.

Xiao Zui held his head up, looking at the white patches of snow in the night sky, he couldn't help but relax.

And he couldn't help looking at her, and finally there was a trace of surprise on her calm face.

"There is so much snow this year!" I couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

He smiled: "Don't you like it?"

like……

Many years ago, he knew that she liked snow, and she would wear a dress when it snowed, because she liked being Snow White.

She didn't know that she was the most beautiful princess even in jeans.

However, now she can no longer wear skirts, but she is his most beautiful wife and the most beautiful mother of his children.

She is not a person who is not flattered, when facing the relationship between the two of them.

He really wanted to hold her hand all the time, so he couldn't help grabbing her hand. She still looked at the sky, she was used to being held by him.

"Let's go down for a walk?" He turned to her and looked down at the rings on their hands.

She nodded: good!
When he was about to get out of the car, he found that his hand was being held by him.

Looking up at him, he looked at her so quietly, as if he wanted to see her in his eyes.

In the end, the two stood on the square, like two telegraph poles, but she kept her head up: "The snow is so deep, it is so real..." Can't help humming the lyrics.

The silence in the square made people panic.

But the low singing voice is full of heartache.

Is it because it's too quiet?
Or is it because this seemingly romantic snowy night?

This song also seems so sad at this time.

And he, who could no longer care about the snow in this winter, stood quietly in front of her, holding her clean face in his hands: "Our ending must be happy!"

It was like a promise. Before she could recover, he had already lowered his head and kissed her lips.

At that moment, her heart moved again.

Slightly raised her head and let him kiss, she would respond, so quietly, feeling, experiencing, and feeling sad.

Will our ending be happy?

She also looks forward to, looking forward to them getting out of that haze and regaining the trust and joy of the past.

Surprises really happen every minute, but her heart is already moist.

No matter how beautiful the promise was, it couldn't warm her already cold heart.

I don't care how scarred I am, how deeply I once loved, how seriously I loved...

The snow falling all over the sky could not cover her hot tears, but his big palm, his sexy thumb, was stuck and unable to move when her tears slid across her face and flowed there.

Under the night, under the dim light, the black coat tightly wrapped the frail woman, who failed and hurt time and time again, eventually no one lost confidence in his heart.

So on the way home again, it was so quiet.

He drove the car quietly, while she quietly looked at the snow outside the window.

So clean and pure white.

In this world, there is nothing cleaner than that, right?
The depression in the car finally made him feel breathless: "Turn on the music!"

Then, he regretted it even more, but he no longer had the courage to turn it off.

Xue Zhiqian's "I know you all know" is so soft and so soul-stirring.

There are people blessing on the street corner, and people crying at the port. Is there a victory or defeat in a relationship?

You use heavy makeup to protect, but hold back when you want to speak.

This song seemed to be satirizing something, the two of them kept quiet, but Fu Xinhan's deep black eyes looked ahead with such indifference, and even had the urge to kill someone.

But she just listened quietly. At this moment, even the victory or defeat—is not important to them, because the two of them have already been exhausted.

I have no way out, but you admit defeat.

I know it, you know it all.

Keep silent, you don't want to be too fussy.

You look at me and just smile.

Let excuses become suffering.

He pondered deeply, these days, she often smiles at him so indifferently, as if...

harbinger of separation.

But I know it's all my fault.

The more you don't care about it, the more insignificant I am.

You gently pulled the corner of my clothes, so that I would not be so hopeless.

I know, I know it all.

You have to bear it again and again because you don't want to be too fussy...

"It's better to close it!" Xiao Zui couldn't help but chuckled, it was enough of this kind of sarcasm.

Unable to take it any longer, she leaned over to turn off the music before the savage beast in her heart exploded.

And he didn't speak anymore.

They are husband and wife and the closest lovers.

But since when did you become so indifferent and alienated?
The love songs have been sung to such an extent that both hearts are a little out of breath. The car slowly arrived at the door of the house, and the car entered after opening the door.

The heavy metal gate slowly closed to the outside world, but it couldn't separate it from the snow.

She didn't know who benefited the most from the snow, but the hardest workers must be the snow sweepers.

The night was still quiet.

But they were clearly lying on the same bed, no longer a quilt, nor a heart.

Just turn their backs to each other, quietly, no one can sleep, but they don't bother each other anymore.

After going to work, she received a call from a stranger, and half an hour later she met Zhang En at the Zhang family's mansion.

Of course, the Zhang family's mansion is well-deserved. Zhang En is reading a magazine, sitting quietly on the sofa. Although he has short hair and no heavy makeup, he looks more like a calm and steady young lady.

In fact, it is also a beautiful thing for women to appreciate each other.

Xiao Zui brought a fruit basket, and when someone came to take it away, she walked over.

"I knew you dared to come!"

Zhang En raised his head when he heard the voice, put the magazine aside and got up to greet him.

Xiao Zui smiled and said: "I have nothing to dare, you are not a scourge!"

"But I might hurt you!" Zhang En said, already holding Xiao Zui's arm and pulling her to sit on the sofa together.

(End of this chapter)