Later he knew that he couldn't make Xiao Zi unhappy. If she wasn't happy, he wouldn't be happy either.

As for what Meng Chen said, he could just endure it.

While eating hot pot, Zhou Hongming gave her her favorite dishes, and he would let her eat whatever she liked.

In the heat, when he looked up, he could see Xiao Zi's beautiful and delicate face, and the small fish necklace around her neck was also shining slightly.

"Hong Ming, I found that your hot pot is pretty good and it tastes very good."

"You can't believe it? The old Zhou family's exclusive secret recipe can't be eaten anywhere else." Zhou Hongming likes hot pot very much. He secretly watched the hot pot cooking in the kitchen when he was a child. He also made it for her last winter.

It's a pity that she couldn't see the good things in him at that time, she only knew how to quarrel with him or even fight him.

"It tastes very good. I have never tasted anything like this before. It has just the right amount of sour, sweet and sour taste. The bottom of the pot is cooked with bones."

Xiao Zi was very satisfied with her meal.

It was snowing outside, and everything was already completely white.

It's cold outside, but it's warm inside.

After Xiao Zi had eaten, she was contentedly wrapped in a thick blanket and sat on the balcony watching the snow. The snow fell on the beach, which was so beautiful.

Why didn't you think it looked good before?

She looked like a cat wrapped in a blanket. After Zhou Hongming cleared the table, he came over to sit with her.

He tugged on her blanket: "Give me half."

"No, I'm cold."

"Wrap me in, too." He curled his lips. The light gray sweater made him look less aggressive than usual.

"reject."

"The blanket is so big, it's okay." Zhou Hongming pulled half of it over and put it on himself. He and Xiao Zi were close together, wrapped under the blanket, and looked at the snow outside the window together.

They were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, shallow and unsteady.

The small window isolates the world.

Xiao Zi was very focused, and her pupils were filled with white snowflakes.

The patches of snow were flying, blown in the same direction by the wind, whirling back and forth. Thick snow had accumulated on the ground, and it was smooth and clean without being damaged by people or vehicles.

And in the distance is the blue ocean. Even in winter, it still contains countless vitality.

The waves are rolling, a deep color.

Xiao Zi looked out the window, her waist was hugged, Zhou Hongming pressed one hand on the back of her head, and kissed her on the lips.

Caught off guard, Xiao Zi opened her eyes wide.

On a snowy day, the cabin is warm and cozy.

Zhou Hongming wanted to stay with her forever.

The two of them were covered with the same blanket. Zhou Hongming stretched out his hand and gently touched her face with his rough fingers. His voice was hoarse and full of tenderness: "Xiao Zi..."

Xiao Zi raised her eyes, her bright eyes were shining with luster, as clear as water.

Their eyes faced each other, as if time had stood still.

The north wind blew, making the windows creak.

I don’t know who looked away first. Zhou Hongming curled his lips and said, “Go out and build a snowman.”

"Yeah." Xiao Zi nodded.

She wore a very thick coat and wrapped herself tightly, so Zhou Hongming reluctantly allowed her to come out.

He found tools from home.

The snow here is thick and plentiful, making it easy to build a snowman.

Xiao Zi squatted down and said seriously: "I want to build a very big snowman."

"Okay, how big do you want it to be?"

"It's just very, very big."
Chapter completed!