亚洲自偷自拍另类小说

Lin Gantang fled as though there was a hungry wolf hot on her heels.

Wen Yanqing looked at her retreating figure and lowered his eyes and chuckled. He stroked the corner of his lips.

After breakfast, the snow outside had not stopped.

The weather station issued a forecast of heavy snow.

Lin Gantang checked online. The neighboring H City had already issued a snowstorm warning signal. Traveling was inconvenient, and the original plan of a short trip was ruined.

But it didn’t matter. Wen Yanqing was still by her side. Lin Gantang turned from the window to look at Wen Yanqing and smiled sweetly.

Lin Zhaonan didn’t go to the office either. The snow outside was a little deep.

Mr. Lin had an appointment with an old friend today, but he canceled it now. The whole family stayed at home – Jiang Tongtong was watching a drama; Mr. Lin dragged a depressed Lin Zhaonan to play chess with him; Wen Yanqing was making tea with a faint smile.

Lin Gantang sat beside him and peeled tangerines, feeding him a slice from time to time.

Wen Yanqing deliberately sucked on her fingertips. Lin Gantang quickly looked in Mr. Lin’s direction and harmlessly glared at him before stuffing an entire tangerine into his mouth.

At lunchtime, Mr. Lin happily asked the kitchen to add more dishes.

He was probably getting on in years and enjoyed spending time with his family. During dinner, Mr. Lin smiled and said to Lin Zhaonan, “Tongtong is going to give birth at the end of spring, right? Why don’t I draw up the invitations for the one-month-old banquet first? By the way, do you two want to name the child, or should 1?”

“Dad, you’re thinking too far ahead.”

“It’s not far. It’ll happen in the blink of an eye. I’ve already chosen a childcare center for you.” Mr. Lin turned to look at Wen Yanqing. “Yanqing, do you want me to meet your father to discuss the wedding? Did Gantang officially go to your place to meet your parents?”

“Alright, I’ll make the arrangements,” Wen Yanqing said with a smile.

Lin Gantang, who was suddenly part of the arrangements, almost choked on her food.

The afternoon snow had temporarily stopped. Looking down from upstairs, everything was glistening and covered in white.

Lin Gantang opened the door and went to the small garden. Every step she took left a snowy footprint.

She made a little snowball and shaped it to look like a cat. She placed it on the side and shouted into the room, “Yanqing.”

When Wen Yanqing was called out, Lin Gantang stepped forward and unexpectedly put her hand on his neck.

Wen Yanqing shrunk back as the cold hit him, while Lin Gantang laughed heartily.

He pinched Lin Gantang’s face and said, “Wait for me.”

Not long after, Wen Yanqing brought her a pair of gloves. He saw the snow kitten in the corner and asked with a smile, “Want to play in the snow? Make a snowman?”

“I’m not a child. Why should 1 play with snow?” Lin Gantang refused.

A few minutes later, Lin Gantang, who said she wasn’t going to play, pushed out two snowballs, a big one and a smaller one. She stacked them, making the body of a snowman.

Wen Yanqing picked up the small withered branches in the garden that had been crushed by the snow and used it to make the snowman’s hands.

Lin Gantang patted the snow⁷ off her gloves and smiled. “Let’s make another one so it has company.”

Upstairs.

Lin Zhaonan saw’ the twn of them playing in the snow downstairs and tightened his collar. “So silly, it’s so cold.”

Jiang Tongtong retorted, “You’re the silly one. This is love! Why don’t you ever take me to build a snowman?”

Lin Zhaonan w^as dumbfounded.

“You changed after we got married,” Jiang Tong Tong chided. “You don’t go on dates with me or take me to the movies. Did you not like me that much?”

Lin Zhaonan was at a loss for words. “What does building a snowman have to do writh liking you?”

“You just don’t like me anymore. You don’t even ask me why 1 want a snowman,” Jiang Tongtong accused.

“I…” Lin Zhaonan wanted to reason with Jiang Tong, but tears welled up in Jiang Tong’s eyes.”.. I’ll go now. Go and put on more clothes.”

After chatting with his old friend on the phone, Mr. Lin looked at the four people playing in the snow downstairs and shook his head.

Sigh, youngsters.

So silly, it’s so cold..