Yan's mother came to her and looked out of the window. "What are you looking at? Isn't it cold? Why is your face so red?" she said, reaching out to touch YAN Dan's face.

YAN Dan hid with her head tilted. Her cheeks could burn a person. When her mother found out, she had to think she had a cold.

"It's all right, mom. I've been closed at home all day and suffocated. I'll get some air and blow the wind. I'm much better now." then he closed the window.

Yan's mother didn't think much.

My daughter is lively. It's really difficult for her to lock her up for a day.

He sat for a while and left.

When they were far away, Yan dancai and Nie Qiao opened the window and looked down. There were no mice.

Looks like he's gone.

Without saying a few words to him, YAN Dan was a little lost. He was about to close the window and hold her wrist with a big hand.

"Daughter in law, don't welcome me?"

Someone poked a poor head out of the wall.

YAN Dan was so surprised that he grabbed his arm and spoiled it. "You didn't go. I thought you were gone."

The little daughter-in-law's appearance was seen in his eyes, and the mouse grimaced, "daughter-in-law, I miss you."

Huh?

What?

YAN Dan looks confused!

Would you like to jump so fast, and then the mouse pressed the man directly on the windowsill and leaned over to kiss his crazy mouth.

God knows!

He wanted this grinding goblin too much.

It used to be good. He didn't have physical contact with her. He can still control himself. Now, he finds that he can't!

He really doubted that his previous self-control was absolutely false.

He can't be idle now. He can't do nothing. Otherwise, he will think of his daughter-in-law's soft body and sweet addictive kiss.

Just now he could tease his daughter-in-law. He didn't want to be disturbed by his future mother-in-law.

What if Yan Yan comes back later?

Didn't he say a few words without kissing his daughter-in-law.

He walked ten kilometers to Yan's house.

It was snowy and windy, and he was soaked to his daughter-in-law.

The man was cold, but YAN Dan couldn't feel it.

Now she is like a small stove, held by him and pressed under her body.

The window was covered with snow, and the room was as warm as summer.