Secret love becomes a marriage

"Well, well, just a moment later, it's not. It's all at the door. I want to play more. It's not allowed." he promised. Ji Zimo was very happy, pointed to the front house and nodded skillfully to answer his words that he was not allowed to play more.

"Lao Chen, stop." Gu Shubai stared at Ji Zimo for a few eyes and spoke to the driver in front.

"Yes." the driver stopped the car according to Gu Shubai's request.

"Professor Gu, please ask Uncle Chen to open the door." as soon as the car stopped, Ji Zimo pushed the door. He found that he hadn't unlocked the lock, and called Gu Shubai again.

Gu Shubai glanced at her and said, "what's your hurry!"

"Oh." Ji Zi paused because of Gu Shubai's eyes, and no longer urged, but waited obediently.

"Lao Chen, open the door. In addition, Mrs. Shao and I will walk here. You drive the car back first and don't have to wait for us. We'll walk and go back by ourselves later. Talk to the old lady."

"Yes, young master."

Lao Chen respectfully replied.

Ben, Ji Zimo is also the master. Lao Chen also wants to listen to her words, but just now, it's obvious that the young master wants to tease his little wife. He should cooperate with the young master. When he gives an order, he just makes a move and never dare to exceed half an inch.

When Gu Shubai saw that the people around him were at peace, he opened his mouth and continued to explain to the driver in front of him. He said, with a long hand, he stretched out towards Ji Zimo and opened the door for her.

"Professor Gu, shall we get off now?"

The moment the door opened, Ji Zimo wanted to jump out of the car, but she didn't dare to act rashly. She turned to Gu Shubai and waited for his permission.

In other words, she is so clever. However, if she wants to play with snow now, she must get his consent. Being a man under him, she has to please him. Ji Zimo still understands this.

"Who won't let you down?"

To tell you the truth, Gu Shubai loved Ji Zimo's little grievance at the moment, so he opened his mouth and answered. He was still gentle and a little worse. He just wanted to look at her grievance again. This kind of psychology has changed too much, but it's a fact.

"Oh."

As for Ji Zimo, she still didn't dare to refute. She just got out of the car with Gu Shubai's help. Of course, she didn't think so. She had scolded Gu Shubai thousands of times.

……

"It's really beautiful."

But when she got out of the car and saw the heavy snow, Ji Zimo left her unhappiness behind. She took Gu Shubai and said excitedly, "it's so beautiful, so beautiful, Professor Gu, it's really beautiful."

There are few words, but in fact, at this moment, there are no other adjectives except "so beautiful".

There is a saying: "it can only be understood, not spoken."

Well, you can use it now.

Such a snow scene, such a heart to see snow, only when you also experience it, can you feel it, understand what kind of beauty it is, and can't use words to describe it.

"Yes."

Gu Shubai nodded to respond to Ji Zimo's words.

But what he should do is Ji Zimo's snow?

Not necessarily. Maybe there are more people.

Because at the moment, someone is looking at the snow and he is looking at someone.

In his eyes, what is beautiful is the people standing in the snow, and all the other scenery has become a foil.

……

"Professor Gu, the snow is really heavy."

Before, I thought the snow was heavy because the snowflakes floating down from the sky were like goose feathers. Now I think the snow was heavy because it took only a while. On the ground, or it is no exaggeration to say, except that she and he are not snow-white, the rest of the world is snow-white.

"Cold or not?" although Ji Zimo was wearing thick clothes, Gu Shubai was still worried that she was cold. After all, the temperature was not generally low, and they kept walking in the snow.

"It's not cold." Ji Zimo shook his head to answer his question, and said seriously, "Professor Gu, don't think of me as Lin Daiyu. I'm not so weak!"

"Well, I know."

"Then you still..."

"Who says I'm worried about you? I'm worried about my daughter and son." Gu Shubai said calmly.

"You." Ji zimerton choked.

"What am I?" Gu Shubai put one hand on Ji Zimo's waist and let her lean against her arms, and the other hand extended to her little head.

"Nothing." Ji Zimo glanced at Gu Shubai unhappily, and was particularly curious about his sudden raising his hand to his head: "what are you doing?"

"There are snowflakes all over her head." Gu Shubai took Ji Zimo and walked forward, preparing to take a picture of the snowflakes on her head, so as not to melt and wet her hat, which would make her cold.

"Don't shoot."

He didn't say, "there are snowflakes all over his head. I'll pat you." but Ji Zimo understood what he meant. Everyone can understand it. She quickly stopped him.

"What?" Gu shubaiton stopped his movements and felt inexplicable.

"You can't shoot the snow on your head." Ji Zimo looked up at Gu Shubai, his eyes full of love, and his tone was the same: "this is a symbol of our white head. Professor Gu, let's go and go together, and we'll get white head!"

She was happy to say this, but somehow, when Ji Zimo finished that moment, she suddenly felt an indescribable pain in her heart. She suddenly had a sour nose, as if, as if they... Couldn't get white head.

How.

Ji Zi Moin's face turned white with this sentence that suddenly came out of her mind. She lowered her head and shook it hard, trying to shake away these messy ideas.

"What's the matter?"

Gu Shubai saw Ji Zimo suddenly shake his head and frown: "isn't it uncomfortable?" the next second, his tone had changed.

"No, No."

When Ji Zimo heard Gu Shubai's concern, he looked up again and smiled at Gu Shubai. There was only a little reluctance in the smile. It was very light. Even Gu Shubai, who had always observed and could always perceive her emotions, didn't notice it.

"Yes."

"If you feel uncomfortable there, you have to say, don't let me worry." the voice paused, and Gu Shubai continued: "As for what you just said: snow, don't take off the snowflakes on your head. Once you go, we will go to Baitou together. These are superstitious things and can't be counted. However, if you believe it, you will believe it. I also believe it with you. Snowflakes, I won't take pictures for you. We will go to Baitou together."

The moment his voice fell.

Ji Zimo's tears surged.

Obviously, what he said was not beautiful love words. Obviously, his voice had no emotional ups and downs.

At that moment, I was moved all my life.