Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Qin Mo lay quietly, not speaking for a long time, let alone falling asleep.

And He Huan, froze, slowly fell asleep.

Qin Mo looked at him quietly, closing his eyes slowly for a long time, unable to fall asleep, but with her around him, he was a little quieter.

Then he fell asleep without knowing what happened. After falling asleep, he had a dream.

I dreamed of many, many things that happened between him and He Huan when they were young, and the night they got married.

Qin Mo woke up later, and it was winter night after waking up, and He Huan slept deeply beside him.

And he looked at her face quietly, and then he couldn't sleep anymore, so he just got up, put on a bathrobe and walked to the French window outside.

Through the window, he saw the gentle snow falling on the window in the night sky outside, the shape of the ice flower was particularly beautiful.

He watched quietly, and stretched out a finger for a long time and touched it lightly.

Through a layer of glass, the ice blossoms melted.

He thought to himself, maybe he should ask He Huan to get up and look at Binghua, if it was before.

But now he unexpectedly felt that it was good to look at it alone, very poignant.

She was asleep peacefully, not far from him.

Qin Mo stood for about half an hour, and it was almost four o'clock when he returned to the bedroom, before he lay down because there was some ice on his body, so He Huan instinctively moved a little.

He waited for his body to warm up before he dragged her into his arms.

He Huan woke up with his chin resting on her shoulder.

But she didn't say anything, just stayed in his arms obediently.

After a long time, he finally uttered, his voice low and dumb: "He Huan, can you feel the pain?"

She didn't say anything, because she lost as soon as she did...

She just leaned on him quietly and said nothing.

A long time later, she fell asleep again...

When he woke up at dawn, Qin Mo was no longer in bed and the curtains were open.

Some of the light is particularly dazzling.

He Huan was taken aback, almost jumping out of bed and ran to the window.

Sure enough, it was snowing outside and it was white.

She opened her eyes and looked outside.

The snow is thick and it is still falling at the moment.

There was a thick layer of mist on the glass, and she reached out and wrote Yihuan's name.

She thought of Xiao Yihuan living alone, she felt that her throat was blocked just thinking about it, and it was uncomfortable...

Thin white fingers wrote the three words Qin Yihuan, over and over again.

She found herself so happy.

Really Want.

Qin Mo stood at the door of the master bedroom and saw He Huan standing in a daze by the window, with only thin pajamas on his body. He took a nightgown and put it on her, then hugged her on his feet. .

"Isn't it cold to stand like this?" he asked in a low voice.

He Huan seemed to be taken aback for a while, then whispered: "Fortunately, it's snowing."

"I'll get off in the middle of the night." He sighed softly: "I will hold you back."

He hugged her, but went to the living room, turned on enough heating, and covered her with a woolen blanket. She could sit on the sofa and watch the snowy scenery outside, with the fruit tea he delivered.

He Huan's fingertips are warm, like love and marriage within reach.

As long as she wants, she can be touched immediately.

But... She lowered her eyes, it was not that she didn't want to convince herself, but she couldn't.

"What are you thinking about?" Qin Mo asked her in a low voice.

He Huan looked down and looked up at him for a long time, "I'm thinking, should we go to the villa, where the snow scene will be better."