While Bai Jiaojiao was thinking, the man carried her to the bed, and his face suddenly turned red for some reason. At the same time, Bai Jiaojiao also felt something rough and hot fingertips brushing against her buttocks, near the inside of her legs.
Bai Jiaojiao lowered her head in shock. How come her pants were still torn?
"Jiaojiao, I didn't mean to touch you. I didn't know your pants..."
The delicate and soft touch slid across his face, and the man's cheeks became dry, but his black eyes were filled with a hint of warmth and tenderness.
His wife is so soft, he likes every part of her.
"Get me a pair of pants." Bai Jiaojiao said with a red face.
"Okay, okay, but wife, why did your pants suddenly tear?"
Bai Jiaojiao rolled her eyes in her heart, thinking that it must be some pervert who had recovered his memory who did it. She could only say, "Don't ask, or I'll get mad."
This was of no use to Xiaozhou. Thinking of what had just happened, he became anxious and quickly rummaged through the things he had brought with him. He not only took out the pants, but also a set of clothes.
This is what Bai Jiaojiao had put together in advance: a white turtleneck sweater, paired with straight-leg jeans, and a plaid hooded coat on the outside. My wife is so beautiful, so she looks good in any outfit.
Of course, he had to wear long johns, so he took the thickest pair.
Bai Jiaojiao doesn't like wearing long johns, but it's too cold here, so she has no choice but to wear them. Then she looks at her legs and sees that they've obviously gotten bigger, and she pouts in displeasure.
“It doesn’t look good.”
Xiao Zhou immediately said, "It looks really good. It would be even better if my wife could be a little fatter. Now you can't even tell that you're wearing long johns."
Bai Jiaojiao glanced at him and snorted twice: "Thank you for the compliment, what do you want to eat in the morning?"
Xiao Zhou said, "Dad is making dumplings. We'll be ready soon. If you're hungry, there are also steamed buns. Fill your stomach first."
Bai Jiaojiao thought of the braised lion's head that she hadn't eaten yet, and swallowed her saliva: "I still want to eat lion's head a little bit."
Xiaozhou pointed to his face, his meaning was self-evident.
Bai Jiaojiao stared at his face for a few seconds and suddenly gained courage.
"If you don't want me to do it, then don't do it! I don't want it!"
She walked around Xiaozhou and went to the living room in front.
In fact, she really wanted to give in, but when she thought of Xiao Zhou's memory not long ago, looking at her stern face and the look of disgust when he accidentally hugged her, she really backed down.
Some people you cannot get close to, and it’s best to stay away from them.
Seeing that Xiao Yu, her mother, and Xiao Yueyue's family were all fine and making dumplings, Bai Jiaojiao's eyes turned red.
"Mom, Dad, Yueyue, good morning."
It was almost noon at this point, Xiao Yu greeted him lightly: "Good morning."
Mother Xiao looked up and smiled at her. Xiao Yueyue was still immersed in her own world, but this time she was breaking dough.
Xiao's mother was like a seven or eight-year-old child, but the miraculous thing was that she could actually make dumplings, and she did it quite well.
Bai Jiaojiao thought she could do it, but after the experiment she found that she was thinking too much.
A big hand naturally took the ugly thing she had wrapped, repaired it a little bit so that it could at least look presentable, and put it into the pile of dumplings.
"What I wrapped is also good." Bai Jiaojiao muttered softly.
Xiao Zhou hummed and stuffed some dough into her hand: "Go play with it."
“Oh.”
Xiaozhou didn't make dumplings, but just walked outside.
Bai Jiaojiao subconsciously followed him and saw that the snow on the ground seemed to have melted a little.
Xiao Yu noticed it and laughed: "If you want to go out with Xiao Zhou, go ahead. I, your mother, and Yue Yue are here."
Bai Jiaojiao coughed twice: "That's not necessary."
"Yeah, it looks like it's going to snow tomorrow, so let's not go out." Xiao Yu said.
Thinking of the situation in another time and space, Bai Jiaojiao played with the dough in her hand, thought for a while and asked: "Dad, do you know a person named Chen Dawei in Chenjia Village?"
As soon as she said this, the dumplings that Xiao's mother had just wrapped almost fell to the ground. Her body trembled twice, and she shrank into Xiao's arms regardless of anything.
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