Feng Tianlan hummed and put the soup dumpling to his mouth, "Mo Bai's cooking is still delicious.
"I'll do it for my wife later."
"No, I prefer being with you than eating."
Feng Tianlan took out another broth bag.
Si Mobai narrowed his peach blossom eyes and teased in a pleasant voice, "Husband, I thought the lady wanted to say that I would rather eat my husband."
"You big hooligan" "You little rascal, there's soup in the corner of your mouth again.
Do you want to lick it off?"
"No, I don't want to eat your saliva, and you have a little stubble, it will definitely sting me."
Although she said this, Feng Tianlan had already lowered her head to kiss the soup from the corner of his mouth.
With his taste, she felt that the soup dumplings were even more delicious, and at the same time, her heart felt as sweet as if it had been smeared with honey. of.
In the wind and snow behind her, Bi Ling looked at the figures of the two people in front of her, as well as the laughter and laughter, which made her jealous eyes almost burst into flames.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Tianlan."
Damn it, we’ve been poisoned like this, and yet we’re so loving, are we really determined to die together?
Deep hatred flashed in Bi Ling's eyes, and she folded her hands on her stomach, "I won't let you succeed."
Even if they die, they can't be together.
Even if Wuya dies, it's still hers.
The bones, the soul, and even the next life, should be hers.
She couldn't bear it for even a moment.
They were so loving and couldn't bear it.
Si Mobai carried Feng Tianlan back to the Si Mansion.
There was already a thick layer of snow in the yard, and even the white orchid was bent down under it.
"Husband, let's build a snowman."
Si Mobai responded lovingly, "Okay."
He made snow, she pinched snowballs, he prepared branches, she pinched a nose, and the snowmen, one big and one small, were ready.
He took out the red hairband used when getting married and surrounded it, and she also took the hairband.
The people gathered around him.
It was looking at the young couple holding hands.
Feng Tianlan and Si Mobai looked up at each other, and the snowflakes blew past.
Even now, in their eyes, they still only saw each other, and they felt infinite warmth because of each other.
"Let's build another little snowman."
Feng Tianlan looked away, not daring to look into his affectionate peach blossom eyes, for fear that she would be reluctant to let him go.
Si Mobai hummed slightly, but his eyes kept falling on her.
He couldn't bear to look away, he just wanted to take one more look, one more look.
A small snowman was piled up, between the two snowmen, with smiling faces painted on their faces, looking like a family of three.
Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan intertwined their fingers and stood in front of the three little snowmen, leaning against each other.
They seemed to see a scene of their family of three through the snowmen, but that was just a fantasy, not even a dream.
What a sight. of sorrow.
On this day, they didn't go anywhere.
They just cuddled together in front of the window, looked at the snowman in the yard, and then talked until it got dark and it was already dark.
Feng Tianlan went to take a bath.
She didn't know what to think, but she still put on the undergarment she wore when she got married.
The red color made her more gorgeous and bright.
Si Mobai sat back on the bed and looked at Feng Tianlan who came out, a hint of surprise flashed through his peach blossom eyes.
As long as it was her, even if she saw too much, she would still feel amazed.
"Madam, you wash your hair at night again.
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It's easy to get a headache."
Si Mobai stood up and walked in front of her, but his words stopped
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