After sending warmth to the future boss, he was reborn

Chapter 292 Snow

After celebrating the New Year with Mr. Song in the capital, the two returned to M city by plane.

At this time, the outside was covered with snow and snow was flying heavily.

Ye Wanwan sat in the car, excitedly lying on the window and looking out.

"Ah Jue! It's snowing heavily outside, let's go out and make a snowman!"

She looked sideways at Boss Lu and said, her eyebrows beaming.

Lu Qingjue looked at her smiling face, with the corner of his mouth curled up: "Okay."

When she got home, Ye Wan wrapped herself in several layers of clothes at night, and then excitedly prepared to go out to play, but Boss Lu raised her hand and pulled her back.

Ye Wanwan tilted her head in doubt, and Lu Qingjue helplessly handed her the velvet clothes she was looking for.

"Changed."

Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes, and changed her clothes obediently.

The clothes Mr. Lu found for her were warm and fleece underwear and a sweater. She walked out after putting them on, and Lu Qingjue put on a fluffy coat for her.

"It's more or less like this." Lu Qingjue raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

Although it doesn't strangle people like this, it also wraps people up like a small ball.

After everything was ready, Ye Wanwan happily pulled Mr. Lu to build a snowman in the park.

Just after the new year, now there are colorful lights hanging everywhere in the park, and the twinkling and twinkling are very beautiful.

Many children were also playing in the park, but Ye Wanwan was not at all obtrusive among them, a big sister who still had a childlike innocence.

Lu Qingjue was watching from the side, his eyes were full of smiles and tenderness.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkens.

Ye Wanwan pulled Boss Lu, and the two walked home slowly.

The clouds in winter are thick, and the sun is hidden in the depths. As soon as the night comes, the sky becomes gray and the roadside lights cast a dim light.

It was very quiet around, Ye Wanwan heard her and Mr. Lu's footsteps.

Creak, creak, the sound of the soles rolling over the snow.

Suddenly, Ye Wanwan frowned and stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qingjue asked, looking sideways at her.

Ye Wanwan puffed up her face, a little aggrieved: "Ah Jue, my feet are so cold, it seems like I've entered water."

"Let me see." Lu Qingjue supported Ye Wanwan's hand, bent down and took off her shoes.

On the layer of cotton socks that wrapped the feet, there were obvious water spots, and a large area was wet.

"It's probably the snow water that was stepped on when building a snowman." Lu Qingjue said, bent down to take off the socks on her feet, then took out a tissue from her pocket, and wrapped her feet carefully.

After finishing all this, Lu Qingjue put his arms around Ye Wanwan's waist and picked her up like a standard princess hug.

Ye Wanwan hooked his neck subconsciously.

Lu Qingjue looked down at the person in his arms, and said softly, "Hold on Wanwan, we'll be home soon."

Ye Wanwan buried her head in his chest, listening to the rhythmic heartbeat, hummed.

Lu Qingjue walked steadily forward with her in his arms. Ye Wanwan blinked her eyes and raised her head to take a sneak peek. From this angle of view, she could only see the man's sharp jaw line. At this time, the corners of his mouth were pursed, looking cold and handsome.

In this snowy night, he is like the only light that exists.

Ye Wanwan was hugged by Boss Lu, feeling that the time passed very quickly, and she had already arrived home before she felt it seriously.

"Go take a shower, be careful of catching a cold." Lu Qingjue said after putting her down.

Ye Wanwan nodded and lowered her head to change her shoes.

The feet are still cold, but they are clean, not wet and sticky to the touch.

Ye Wanwan took off the tissues on her feet, looked up at Boss Lu taking off his coat and hanging it on the coat rack, the sweater outlined his back, slender and straight.

The memory of just now involuntarily appeared in her mind, Ye Wanwan's eyebrows and eyes curled up and the corners of her mouth curled up.

After taking a hot bath, Ye Wanwan wiped her hair with a towel, walked to the living room, and found that Mr. Lu was not there.

She glanced around suspiciously, noticing the sound from the kitchen.

Ye Wanwan raised her foot and walked over, and saw Mr. Lu wearing an apron cooking in the kitchen, the smell of ginger wafted in the air.

"Go and dry your hair every night." Lu Qingjue said when he heard the movement and looked back at her.

Ye Wanwan rubbed her nose, walked to the living room obediently, took out the hair dryer from under the coffee table, and started blowing on it.

As soon as she dried her hair, Lu Qingjue came over with a bowl of black things.

"Ginger soup, drink it quickly." Lu Qingjue handed the thing in his hand to Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan hesitated for a second, took it anyway, and then took a sip as if death was at home.

Sweet, slightly spicy.

The taste is not bad.

After drinking the ginger soup, Ye Wanwan continued blowing her hair.

Mr. Lu put the empty bowl back into the kitchen, then went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water.

He placed the water basin under Ye Wanwan's feet, emitting wisps of heat, making his vision a little hazy.

Seeing this scene, Ye Wanwan couldn't help but chuckle: "My husband, are you too considerate?"

(End of this chapter)