Chapter 468

Nanqianyue hugs her tightly. It's difficult for Xia Yi to turn around. She can only let nanqianyue hold her like this.

I thought Nan Qianyue would hold her for a long time.

But before long, Xia Yi felt her arms loose on her waist.

When she turned to look at nanqianyue, nanqianyue had no tears left, but her eyes were still red.

"What would you like to eat?" Xia Yi asked.

If in the past, nanqianyue would not even think about it. The answer is definitely yangchunmian.

But today, Nan Qianyue first tilted her head to see what Xia Yi bought at her feet, and then slowly said, "what did you buy?"

"Mutton..." Xia Yi said.

Although Xia Yi can make mutton in many ways, it's not fishy at all, but she didn't plan to make it for Nan Qianyue.

It's already winter. It's OK to eat the mutton in two days.

Nan Qianyue looked up at Xia Yi and said, "it's said that the mutton hot pot newly produced in Ruyi building is very popular. Now that you have bought mutton, you can eat it."

When Nan Qianyue spoke, her intonation was slow, without any ups and downs. Suddenly, there was a kind of mature older than her.

Xia Yi brows slightly twist, way: "mutton taste heavy, you may not be used to eating."

"It's all right. I'll get used to it." South Qianyue road.

South thousand month this words meaning is very obvious, she didn't plan to resist, want to accept with Jin king of marriage.

Xia Yi doesn't intend to persuade anything. This is Nan Qianyue's choice.

It's a mission she can't resist.

Although she was still in Xiliang, she could not ignore the tens of millions of people in the southern region.

The war on the border does not start because of her, but if she dares to say no, someone dares to say that the war on the border continues because of her.

Xia Yi just nodded her head and said a good word.

She added some more carbon fire to the heater and went to the kitchen.

In order to take care of Nan Qianyue's taste, when stewing mutton, Xia Yi put a few less ingredients than usual, and the taste was much lighter than those mutton hotpot sold in Ruyi house.

Afraid that Nan Qianyue is not used to it, Xia Yi specially makes a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Unexpectedly, Nan Qianyue even ate several pieces of mutton, but the expression on her face was not so pleasant.

Xia Yi couldn't see it any more. She pushed the bowl of Yangchun noodles over and said, "if you can't get used to it, just eat noodles. Even if you want to get used to it, it's step by step. There's no need to get used to it all at once."

"Besides, there are many people in Xiliang who don't eat mutton."

Nan Qianyue looked up, pulled a not so good-looking smile, said: "it is not so difficult to enter."

The girl is stubborn

Xia Yi also didn't strongly advise, just said: "don't forget, you gave me money to buy Yangchun noodles. That money can eat hundreds of bowls of noodles. If you want to eat it, you can come at any time. "

"Well..." Nan Qianyue nodded.

Finally, Nan Qianyue didn't touch the bowl of Yangchun noodles, but Xia Yang ate it.

In winter, the days are short, and nanqianyue doesn't stay more at Xiayi's home.

Just had a meal and left.

When she left, it was already dark. Xia Yi wanted to stay in nanqianyue. Nanqianyue just shook her head and said that she was afraid that her aunt would be waiting in the palace.

Then he left in a hurry.

There is already a carriage waiting outside the hospital. The driver can't help rubbing his hands. He should have been waiting for a long time.

Waiting for the horse carrying Nan Qianyue to disappear at the entrance of the lane, Xia Yicai sighs and closes the gate.

Xia Yi turns back to the house and sees Xia Yang coming out with Dabai in his arms.

"Are you not afraid of the big white?"

This is the first time that Xia Yang dares to contact Dabai. He didn't expect to hold it directly.

In recent days, Xia Yi has gone to Chu's house, but he didn't find it.

It turns out that many things change only in a flash.

Xia Yang touched Dabai's feather with a smile and said, "sister, Dabai is very warm!"

When Xia Yang was doing his homework today, he felt cold and tight with a brush.

Even the gloves made by Xia Yi can't be worn when writing.

The words he wrote were so ugly that he could hardly recognize them. If he put on his gloves, he would become a ghost.

After being criticized several times by his husband, Xia Yang can also take off his gloves to write.

There is also a heater in the study. He often writes a few words and runs to the heater to bake for a while.

As a result, Xia Yang's time is wasted between the desk and the heater.

When going back from the heater, Xia Yang didn't want to stretch out his hand.

At this time, Dabai didn't know that he was coming from the gap, and he was about to fly to Xiayang's arms.

Xia Yang is afraid to stop it, but unexpectedly he finds that Dabai's body is hot, just like the heater.

Dabai flew to Xiayang's leg and didn't move.

Xia Yang bravely touches Dabai's feather.

Apart from two "Goo Goo" sounds, Dabai didn't make any movement, and even closed his eyes.

With the first contact, Xia Yang gradually more courage.

It took only one afternoon to poke Dabai's feathers with one finger at the beginning, and now it takes only one afternoon to hold him in his arms and knead him round and flat.

And through this afternoon together, Xia Yang found that Dabai just looked fierce, in fact, he didn't peck people at all.

And he found that Dabai is much better than handstove.

The heater in your hand is too small to warm the back of your hand or one side of your hand. There is no way to warm both sides of your hand at the same time.

But Dabai is different. As long as you hide your hand under his wings, the whole hand can be wrapped up.

"Sister, the feathers on Dabai are so soft!"

"Sister, do you want to touch it?"

Xia Yang treats Dabai as a treasure and presents it to Xia Yi, but he is not willing to let go.

Xia Yi touched Dabai's wings, only touched it lightly, and then said, "Hmm!"

After Dabai was praised, Xia Yang was even happier than Dabai.

"Well, wash your feet. It's time to go to bed." Xia Yidao.

Xia Yang still holds Dabai, blinking at Xia Yi, "sister, can I sleep with Dabai tonight?"

Xia Yang looks up at his little face, and his eyes are full of expectation.

Xia Yi gently nodded, Xia Yang immediately jumped up happily, "Dabai, we went to wash our feet!"

Xia Yi has no choice but to shake her head. Children's likes and dislikes are so simple and pure.

After Xia Yang goes to bed, Xia Yi doesn't go back to the room immediately, but goes to the study and draws a drawing with the oil lamp.

Xia Yi is not used to writing brush, drawing is not satisfactory, but also enough to express their own meaning.

Xia Yi put down her brush and couldn't help yawning.

She has to get up early tomorrow morning and make the objects on the drawing.