Chapter 101 Be Good, Ancestor

The girl's soft, choked voice, every word falling into my ears, is simply the most beautiful love words in the world.

Xie Jingmo's eyes darkened, and a blazing fire spread out from his dark pupils.

But the next moment, he saw Yu Zhiwan's red nose and ears, and touched her cold fingers.

Xie Jingmo frowned and immediately wrapped her in his coat, tightly wrapping the girl's cold body in his arms: "Yu Zhiwan, don't you know you're cold!"

"How could I not know..." Yu Zhiwan sniffed aggrievedly and lay in the man's warm arms, shielded from the wind and snow outside by his coat.

Her fingers were frozen like red carrots, and she was hesitating whether to hug his waist, worried that she would freeze him.

The next second, the man held her hand without hesitation, put it on his waist, and used his body temperature to dispel her coldness.

At this moment, Yu Zhiwan really felt that his arms were the warmest place in the world.

She put her cheek against the man's chest and rubbed it like a spoiled child: "You spent so much time looking for my wishing card, I also want to understand how you felt at that time... and you were so mean to me..."

Xie Jingmo closed his eyes, not even having time to feel heartbroken, and hugged her tightly.

"I was wrong, baby. I shouldn't have been so mean to you."

"I was just too anxious."

Yu Zhiwan immediately began to press his buttons: "I haven't settled accounts with you yet. Shouldn't you be in Mingcheng? Why did you suddenly come back? And you kept it a secret from me without even telling me!"

Xie Jingmo didn't know why, but he was the one who admitted his mistake.

"Yun Zhou called me and said that he accidentally let the secret slip to you. He also said that you were not in Lanxi Garden and he didn't know where you went."

"I figured you should be here, so I drove back immediately."

"When I came over, I saw you were covered in snow and not even wearing gloves, so I was so anxious."

Yu Zhiwan was stunned, her eyes were crystal clear, but a little red, as if smudged with rouge.

"You guessed I was here? Xie Jingmo, you and I are so in tune with each other!"

"Then when you came over, I happened to find your wishing card. Maybe we have a telepathic connection!"

There were a few warm yellow lights on around, heavy snow was falling, and red wishing cards were tied to the trees, close together.

Yu Zhiwan happily pointed to it and said, "Look, our wishing board is right there!"

Xie Jingmo's eyebrows jumped, and he took her hand back, which had just warmed up a little, and continued to warm her with his body temperature. He sighed helplessly: "Be good, ancestor."

Yu Zhiwan puffed up her cheeks and muttered softly, "Then you're not a good kid either. You didn't even tell me that you liked me before."

As she spoke, the tip of her nose began to feel sore again.

The man lowered his head and kissed her gently between the eyebrows.

"I was planning to tell you on your birthday tomorrow, but I didn't expect Yun Zhou to let it slip to you."

Yu Zhiwan's curled eyelashes trembled, her pupils were watery, and tears welled up in her eyes again: "You... why do you like me so much..."

Snowflakes fell on their heads.

Xie Jingmo looked at the girl's red nose and kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Baby, it's a bit cold here. I'm worried you'll catch a cold or fever if you stay any longer. There's a B&B on the mountain. Let's go see if there's any vacancy, okay?"

Yu Zhiwan nodded.

Xie Jingmo picked her up from the front, still wrapping her in the black coat, and held her tightly in his arms.

Yu Zhiwan felt the man's body temperature, buried her forehead in his shoulder, and rubbed her somewhat cold little face against the man's warm neck.

The man did not dodge, nor did he feel cold. He even took the initiative to move closer to her cold little face.

When we arrived at the accommodation, one of the B&Bs was full, but fortunately the other one still had two rooms available.

Xie Jingmo booked one of the rooms, and the owner enthusiastically led the two of them there.

A male tourist had just returned from taking pictures of the snowy scenery when he saw Xie Jingmo and Yu Zhiwan checking in. He immediately widened his eyes in surprise and rubbed his eyes with his hands.

Damn, it’s not an illusion!

It’s a real person!

It really is Mr. Xie and his wife!

After the two of them went upstairs, the male tourist immediately took out his cell phone and called: "Brother Feng, I saw your favorite Yu Zhiwan!"

Gu Chengfeng on the other end of the phone immediately asked, "Where is Wanwan?"

Male tourist: "She's with her husband!"

There was a sudden silence on the other end of the line.

Male tourist: "Mr. Xie held her in his arms all the way into the guesthouse, and he didn't even want to let her go!"

The other end of the line became even quieter.

Male tourist: "Hello? Hello? Brother Feng, are you still listening? Where are you..."

…

The room was clean and bright, and the heater was on, so it felt much warmer as soon as I entered.

Yu Zhiwan got down from Xie Jingmo's arms and suddenly remembered something.

"Your WeChat profile picture is a pink bunny, and your apron is also that pink bunny."

“I felt like it was my style when I first started learning to paint, but I wasn’t quite sure.”

"Did I draw this little rabbit?"

Xie Jingmo brushed the snowflakes off her head, then took off her wet scarf and coat, asked her to sit on the bed, carefully and considerately took off her boots, and wrapped her in a quilt, wrapping her like a little dumpling.

After taking care of the little ancestor, he sat down beside the bed and held her still cold little hand.

I admitted it very frankly: "Yes, you drew it."

"I secretly picked up the drawing paper you dropped on the ground."

Yu Zhiwan: “?”

Pick it up secretly?

The man lowered his head and kissed her red, frozen fingers. When he raised his eyelids to look at her, his peach blossom eyes were full of affection.

"It's the bookstore outside the high school. You often went there to teach yourself fashion design. In order to pretend that we ran into each other, I also went there often. You just didn't notice me."

Yu Zhiwan's fingertips trembled slightly.

Xie Jingmo curled his lips and chuckled: "You seemed to have encountered something happy that day. When you lowered your head to draw, the corners of your mouth were smiling. More importantly, you took the initiative to talk to me that day. That was the second time you took the initiative to talk to me."

Yu Zhiwan had no recollection of it: "A second time? What did I tell you?"

Xie Jingmo paused before saying, "You said to me, 'Sorry, move aside.'"

Yu Zhiwan: “?”

Yu Zhiwan: “???”

"How can this be considered taking the initiative to speak?" She was heartbroken. "Is this worth you remembering it until now?"

Xie Jingmo hugged her and stroked her hair with his palm: "Baby, we rarely interacted before."

Even though it's only five words.

Although I asked him to move aside.

That was also taking the initiative to talk to him!

Yu Zhiwan simply didn't know what to say. Her heart was filled with bitterness, and her nasal tone was heavy: "Xie Jingmo, I will talk to you more and more in the future, every day."

The man chuckled. Not wanting to see her cry, he teased her deliberately: "Then I have to hear you say you love me ten thousand times."

“…”

Yu Zhiwan glanced at him and said angrily, "Don't be so coquettish. Was I drawing a little rabbit that day?"