Xia Qianchen cooked too much food, Nangong Young Emperor cooked most of it, and Xia Qianchen cooked a small part.
"Division of labor!" Xia Qianchen was so full that she used her chopsticks to draw a 28 line, "This side is mine, this side is yours."
Young Emperor Nangong whispered: "Eat more."
"I've eaten a lot, you are a man, you handle it!"
"You two."
"You've lost so much weight recently..."
Young Emperor Nangong frowned: "You have lost weight too."
Normally, Xia Qianchen's words would sound pretentious, but when Young Emperor Nangong said them, every word made her feel hot.
Suddenly a child's voice shouted outside: "It's snowing!"
The sky was dark, and it was about to get dark, and the snow was falling in flutters.
The lights in the town are all soft and warm, and the yellow lights reflect the white snow spots, which is indescribably warm.
Xia Qianchen opened the window and couldn't help but catch the snow particles with her hands.
This is the first snowfall in this city this year.
Then I suddenly realized that the Spring Festival passed in a state of sadness.
Xia Qianchen leaned against the window and said, "It's so deserted during the New Year this year. There's no festive atmosphere at all."
It's a pity that the two of them finally got together, but they didn't spend the New Year together.
Young Emperor Nangong came over and closed the window: "Don't touch cold things."
But Xia Qianchen really wants to go out and play in the snow...
Thinking that she was already a mother, she had no choice but to put away the dishes and go into the kitchen to wash up.
Young Emperor Nangong followed, and the two of them divided the work, one washed the dishes, and the other rinsed. The so-called "men and women work together so that the work is not tiring" is definitely an eternal truth.
Xia Qianchen felt that she was extremely excited even when washing the dishes.
After washing the dishes, the two of them leaned together for a while and talked to each other about what happened during this time.
As I was talking, I heard the voices of the children outside getting louder: "Wow, the snow is so heavy!!!"
When Xia Qianchen stood at the window and looked out, she found that a layer of snow had already fallen. According to this trend, there must be very thick snow when she wakes up tomorrow.
"Let's go to bed early and get up early tomorrow to see the snow?"
There was no heating in the small hotel, and it was quite cold even if I was wearing a coat.
Young Emperor Nangong took off his coat and wanted to go into the bathroom to wash up, but found that there was no hot water.
"If you want to take a shower, you have to boil water in the kitchen, which is very troublesome. Otherwise, why don't you stop washing and just wash your face and feet?"
Young Emperor Nangong: "..."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, you decide."
Xia Qianchen thought, Nangong Young Emperor may have never lived in such a simple place in his life. He has never imagined that he wanted to take a bath but there was no hot water, right?
"Do you think this place is very shabby?"
"Why rent here?" Young Emperor Nangong asked, "It's about money?"
"Not entirely. This is a small town, not a tourist area. Most hotels are like this."
Xia Qianchen ran to the kitchen to boil hot water. The so-called public kitchen must be separate from her house. When Xia Qianchen ran out, she walked through the open yard and a little snow fell on her body.
When she came back, Young Emperor Nangong seemed very unhappy: "Don't touch cold things."
"A little bit, it doesn't matter." Xia Qianchen patted the snowflakes on her shoulders.
Young Emperor Nangong stretched out his hand: "Is it cold?"
Xia Qianchen shook her head: "It's not cold."
There is no heating in the Xia family. She has been accustomed to this kind of life since she was a child...
Although she had lived in the beach villa for a long time, thinking about it carefully, she really didn't enjoy it much.
Xia Qianchen walked over and put her hand into Nangong Young Emperor's palm.
Originally, he wanted to warm her, but Xia Qianchen encountered his cold hands instead: "Your hands are so cold!"
She put his hand on her face to cover it: "I'm sorry, I made you cold."
Nangong Young Emperor's green eyes were extremely understanding.
"I am a man."
"I know you are a man..." But she still felt distressed when he was frozen.
She didn't say anything else, but Young Emperor Nangong seemed to be able to see through her thoughts.
He whispered secretly: "Do you know how I feel now?"
"Um?"
"Seeing you starving, freezing, doing menial and heavy work..." His rough thumbs gently rubbed her cheeks, then suddenly grabbed her hands and rubbed the calluses in her palms.
At that moment, this steel-like man suddenly became extremely silent.
In the newspaper about Xia Qianchen and Leng Tianchen's marriage, he saw the reporter zooming in on Xia Qianchen's hands.
So the entire newspaper office suffered...
No one would have imagined how sad and miserable he felt at that time. His woman had never enjoyed any warmth when she was by his side. He thought of her busying herself like a servant, obviously fragile inside, but stubborn.
Ken was knocked down, thinking of the slap he gave her, and how he talked about her being treated like a dog on the cruise ship...
He didn't expect that something in the past would break his heart.
He wanted to give her more good things, he wished he could give her the whole world...
Xia Qianchen was suffocated and uncomfortable by his gaze.
She didn't understand why he suddenly became so depressed, with frightening sadness flowing deeply in his eyes.
"The water...maybe boiled. I'll get it."
Xia Qianchen hurriedly let go of his hand.
Young Emperor Nangong pressed her shoulders: "I'll go."
"Can you do it?" Xia Qianchen said worriedly, "Be careful not to burn your hands."
She didn't look down on Nangong Young Emperor, but he had never been in hot water...
Young Emperor Nangong opened the door. Xia Qianchen picked up his coat uneasily and said, "It's very cold outside. You put on your clothes before going out..."
Nangong Young Emperor was very fast and soon went to the kitchen to bring water.
Xia Qianchen leaned against the door and said, "You should wrap the handle with a towel. Should you burn it?"
"It's okay."
"Okay, you can just put it on the ground and I will do the rest."
Young Emperor Nangong rolled up his sleeves, smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "Don't treat me like a three-year-old."
"That's not what I meant..."
He entered the bathroom, saved some cold water and poured it in with hot water from the kettle.
Every time Xia Qianchen came to help, he would stare back with his cold green eyes.
"sit."
"Do you want me to enjoy the feeling of being served today?" Xia Qianchen asked jokingly.
Young Emperor Nangong raised his thin lips: "It should be, every day from now on."
"Can I say that I feel flattered?" Xia Qianchen was indeed flattered. She didn't know how to react, to be served by the famous Young Master...