After staying in the hospital for a few more days, Situ Wan was successfully discharged from the hospital. The day she went home happened to be Christmas. Situ Luo sent her home first.

The crib and other things were ready. When the nanny saw that she was well, she was so excited that she almost cried. She held the baby and said that the baby was beautiful.

Situ Wan recovered well and gained an appetite. Situ Luo helped her sit down on the sofa and said, "You are here to take charge. I have decorated the Christmas tree, and then I will go cook."

Situ Wan lay on the warm sofa and blinked: "You have to cook by yourself."

Situ Luo nodded: "Of course, on such an important day, of course I have to show my hand."

Situ Wan smiled, not happy to see that he was interested, and said, "I haven't tasted your cooking for a long time, and I'm almost craving for it."

Situ Luo took a bunch of small gifts to decorate the Christmas tree. While decorating, he asked: "How about hanging this here? How about this?"

Situ Wan was also happy to help him, and pointed out how to hang it. When Situ Luo had hung all the things on the Christmas tree, Situ Wan looked at the beautiful Christmas tree with excitement like a child's eyes.

"This is my first time to decorate a Christmas tree at home. It's so beautiful."

Situ Luo shrugged and said confidently: "This is all thanks to my intuition about beauty. This is the first time I decorated a Christmas tree and it was so perfect. I might as well become Santa Claus from now on."

Situ Wan laughed angrily: "If you become Santa Claus, there will be people at home preparing and waiting to pounce on you. Such a handsome Santa Claus is too evil."

Situ Luo pouted: "Forget it, but I will be you and Xiao Wuxie's Santa Claus today."

Situ Wan glanced at the sleeping child in the cradle and pouted: "What kind of Christmas gift can such a young child ask for? Give it to me. I want a double copy. I haven't received a gift for a long time."

Situ Luo laughed: "You also fight for your own son."

Situ Wan glared: "I don't, what's mine is his. He can't feel the pleasure of receiving gifts now. I feel it for him, and then I will give him more motherly love."

Situ Wan was just talking, and Situ Luo didn't know if she was joking. But this girl always seemed to be joking in everything she did, so it was possible that she was telling the truth.

"That's not okay. The gift I want to give him is my heart. When this child grows up, I hope he will remember me, the uncle who helped him get off the operating table." He walked to her side.

She rubbed her hair, and Situ Luo held her hand and asked, "Your hands are so cold, why don't I make soup for you later?"

Situ Wan nodded obediently, looking down at him as he warmed his hands, feeling that something was wrong.

Recently, Situ Luo has become more and more gentle, not just gentle. His soft eyes that seemed to be all-encompassing always made her feel that something was wrong, but he was so kind, so she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Situ Luo sat next to her and gently took her into his arms. Situ Wan did not refuse.

He would never do anything deviant, he would only hold her like this. Situ Wan did not resist this kind of non-sexual embrace and rested her head on Situ Luo's shoulder.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. In the melody of Christmas songs, the two people cuddled together, like lovers and more like relatives.

"This is the second Christmas we've spent together." Situ Luowen said.

Situ Wan nodded: "Yes, last Christmas, I remember you insisted on going fishing, dug a hole in the ice, and sat there for three hours. I heard you yelling in the house, and I was scared.

I jumped. When I went out to take a look, it turned out that you had caught a particularly big fish."

"It was my own fault. I had a fish dinner that night."

"That kind of fish won't be fresh if you eat it late."

Situ Luo smiled and rubbed her soft hair: "Xiao Wan, thank you for giving me that year and this year. I am very happy, very, very happy."

Situ Wan twisted her lips and stopped talking. She didn't know what she should say. She was afraid that whatever she said would make Situ Luo sad.

She had no way to tell him that no matter how happy or peaceful her life was now, she would always have Lu Shaoqi in her heart.

That man is her indelible memory. She misses him every day, even though she hasn't seen him for a long time.

But this is definitely not because she hates Situ Luo, just because her heart has been given to Lu Shaoqi. There is nothing wrong with a man as affectionate as Situ Luo. The only bad thing is falling in love with her. As a result, Situ Luo's soy milk fried dough sticks

Although she is sweet, all she wants to do in her life is to chase that beautiful glass of red wine.

Situ Luo seemed to feel her dodge and chuckled tolerantly: "Xiao Wan, I remember you said that Paris is the palace of dreams. Do you want to make another bottle of perfume?"

Situ Wan blinked and thought for a moment and said, "I've been thinking about it, but I haven't had any inspiration lately, and little Wuxie needs my care, so I'm distracted."

Situ Luo held her hand, clasped it carefully, looked at her with his narrow eyes and said seriously: "Can I make an excessive request?"

"What excessive request?" Situ Wan was confused.

Situ Luo raised his thin lips and said: "When you have inspiration, help me make a perfume, no matter when, no matter how many years have passed, as long as you are willing to make a perfume for me, just for me

My perfume is just fine.”

When Situ Wan heard this request, she was angry and funny: "This is not an excessive request." Taking Situ Luo's hand, Situ Wan solemnly said: "I promise you, I will create a perfume that is just for you.

, and it won’t take a few years, just wait until Wuxie is a little older.”

Situ Luo smiled: "That's a deal."

"Put it on me."

Situ Luo stood up and went to cook in a good mood. For Situ Wan, maybe there is nothing wrong with making a bottle of perfume for him. After all, she had also done it for Lu Shaoqi and the others, and she should have made it for him at that time, but she missed it.

Chance.

For Situ Luo, it was a matter of great significance. He knew very well that the current warmth and beauty were all false appearances. What they would really become would have to wait until the lie was exposed.

After carefully preparing dinner for Situ Wan, Situ Luo turned off the lights in the room. Situ Wan was stunned for a moment, thinking that there was a power outage. The nanny went to sleep with the child in her arms. She was the only one in the room, and Situ Wan was a little flustered.

"Luo, is there a power outage?" Standing up, Situ Wan looked around, and suddenly a candlelight caught her eye.
Chapter completed!