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"Zhuang …"

She buried herself in his arms.

"Hmm?"

Zhuang Shilee originally wanted to scold her that she wasn't going to wear shoes, but when he saw her wronged expression, he could only swallow his words of reprimand.

She shrank into his arms. "It's good to have you!"

His body trembled, then he lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms and said awkwardly,

"You're here …" "It's pretty good!"

Qiuye didn't say anything, she only buried the corner of her mouth in his chest and quietly curled up. Then, she repeated what he had said again and again: You're here … It was pretty good!

Zhuang Shilee, I … Is it all right?

The two of them did not speak anymore, as if they did not want to break this rare silence. Zhuang Shilee carried her, and slowly walked into the resting room.

She was a little short in his shirt, but as she sat down, it rolled up...

was acutely aware of his abnormality and immediately stood up with a red face and grabbed at his collar. With it being so late, she could no longer continue messing around with him, she still had to rush back to cook dinner for Liangqiu.

Unfortunately, under her terrified gaze, someone pushed her down onto the bed again.

She struggled to beg for mercy.

"Zhuang …" It's already so late, I still have to go home and cook for Liangqiu … "

Unfortunately, the man didn't hear it at all.

"..."

After that, she cursed that man several times in her heart.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw him neatly dressed and sitting on the sofa waiting for her. His sharp eyes were constantly sizing her up, and she asked weakly,

"What?"

The corner of Zhuang Shilee's mouth twitched, and then Luoluo got up and took out the large pile of clothes she had bought that afternoon, beginning to pick them off seriously. After half a day, he tossed her a piece of clothes that was similar to her original long T style, but the quality was actually much better than hers.

She held it in her hand and looked at it, puzzled.

"What is this?"

Inadvertently, she was shocked when she saw the price tag on her clothes.

He raised his eyebrows and returned to the sofa.

"Switch!"

"Where are my old clothes?"

she asked. Heavens, the price of this set of clothes was several times that of hers! She was really afraid that her skin would be burnt and her money would be.

"Throw it away!"

He spoke lightly, laughing as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, you …"

She could not help but be annoyed and try to pursue his claims.

"Where did all this nonsense come from? Do you still want to go home?"

He frowned in displeasure. What was going on with this woman?

"Extravagant!"

She recalled the words he had said to her when they were intimate: Don't let me see you wearing a set of clothes for so many years in the future! She gave him an angry look, then carried her clothes and rushed into the bathroom to change.

In the end, he wrapped her up like a dumpling and covered her with a sweater. She was also wearing his new down jacket, which was super warm, but she felt as bloated as a pig.

It was said that as long as she kept her demeanor cool, she couldn't help but to wail in grief. Where did she come from? She thought she would be back in a while, but she spent the entire afternoon here.

Fortunately, when they left, the other employees had already left their jobs, if not with her current clothes and the big bag in her hands, the group of women would have definitely killed her.

He told Loong Yi to go back, and he drove her back. When the car drove past the market, she told him to stop.

"Wait for me here, I'm going down to buy some food. There are no more dishes at home!"

Then he turned around and got out of the car.

After she left, he unexpectedly got off the car. In the small market, all sorts of hawkers were shouting and cheering. Standing above him, he caught sight of the little figure, laughing and haggling familiarly with the hawkers.

He suddenly had a feeling that he was truly alive. It was not the sort of daily numbly wandering through all sorts of luxurious banquets, nor was it the type of painstaking effort every day to earn even more money. It was the type of care that was close to life and felt that life was actually such a simple matter.

When she saw him there waiting for her, she was surprised at first, but then a little embarrassed. When he took the dish from her, he glanced at it without looking at it, but found that it was all his favorite dishes, and he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his eye.

The car slowly stopped downstairs. The snow had stopped, there was a patch of white everywhere, and the children in front of the building were playing with each other in the snow while a few people were making snowmen.

When Qiuye got off the car and saw this scene, she immediately forgot that there was another person beside him, and happily rushed into the group of children to play with them. She had not seen such a spectacular snowfall for a long time, it was truly delightful!

She was wearing a thick down jacket, and her movements were a bit inconvenient. She was often thrown into a sorry state by those children, but she was having a lot of fun. This seemed to be the easiest and happiest thing he had ever seen for her.

The children piled up the snowmen and happily asked their parents to take pictures. He took advantage of the time when she was taking pictures with the children to secretly take a picture with his phone. He was naturally the only one in the picture, and the image of her with her bright eyes and white teeth was even more beautiful compared to the snowman's.

Qiuye was playing until she was exhausted, she panted for breath, only then did she feel the gaze that had been fixated on her this entire time. She looked up, and saw him standing there arrogantly, dressed in black, with one hand holding the dish and the other holding it.

Only then did she remember that she had neglected him for a long time. She lowered her head and walked towards him in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I …"

"Have you had enough fun?"

He only asked with a slight raise of his thick eyebrows. His tone was filled with such deep love that it made her heart tremble.

"En!"

"Then go home!"

Warm hands took her in stride toward the apartment.

There were only the two of them in the elevator, Qiuye was being pulled by his shoulder, their figures reflected on the bright glass. It was so quiet and beautiful, it made people want to leave behind this warm scene.

Qiuye tilted her head and glanced at Yue Yang's well-defined face, then took out his phone and said softly.

"Zhuang …"

He lowered his head and looked at her indifferently. From her tone, he knew that she had a request for him. As expected, he heard her cautious voice.

"Can you close your eyes?"

"What are you going to do?"

In fact, he saw right through her. He rarely took pictures and he had already told the media not to take pictures when he was in public, so even if he managed to take any pictures, he would have been suppressed by Ji Chenhao long ago.

Noticing his displeasure, she looked up at him expectantly.

"I... That... I just wanted to take a picture with you! "

Facing her fervent gaze, he suddenly wavered, but she seized the opportunity to grab hold of his hesitation, standing on her tiptoes and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Just lower your head a little, you're so tall …"