This was the first time Xu Zhixia and Zhou An had quarreled since they got married.
To be precise, it was a one-sided Cold War.
Looking at Xu Zhixia with a cold face, Zhou An sighed helplessly.
I went to the kitchen, made a cup of brown sugar water, and brought it in.
She coaxed him softly, "Xia Xia, it's really cold outside. Let's just bear it for the sake of the child, okay?"
This simple sentence made Xu Zhixia's eyes tear up and she felt aggrieved.
Just because you are pregnant, does that mean you should put your child first?
She couldn't understand or accept it.
During this period of time, Xu Zhixia was already tired of the fact that Xu's father and mother talked about their children all the time.
Zhou An's words were like the last straw that broke the camel's back.
She looked at Zhou An coldly and suddenly said, "Zhou An, I think maybe we... are not suitable."
Zhou An's pupils suddenly contracted, and he didn't understand why Xu Zhixia was so impulsive.
He opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but finally closed it.
He stood up and footsteps could be heard.
Xu Zhixia turned his back to the door, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Are you leaving now?
The next second, she was embraced in a warm embrace.
Through a thin layer of cloth, she could clearly feel the warmth of Zhou An's body.
Zhou An's hoarse voice rang out: "Xia Xia, I was wrong."
"But I hope you know that for me, because I like you, I will like our child."
"If I lose you, none of this will mean anything."
No wonder they say a straight man’s confession is the most touching. Xu Zhixia’s heart seemed to be hit hard by something.
But she was still angry and struggled to break free from Zhou An's arms.
Zhou An did not let her go. His big, bony hands fell on her face and kissed her lips.
Xu Zhixia was so angry that she bit it hard.
Zhou An cried out in pain, but had no intention of letting her go.
The temperature of the surrounding air gradually rose, and an ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.
It was unknown how long it took before Zhou An let Xu Zhixia go.
Both of them were breathing heavily, and a blush appeared on their faces.
Xu Zhixia's anger had dissipated a lot, and she was well aware that she was being unreasonable.
It's just that he was a little bit unrestrained in front of Zhou An.
Just when she was about to speak, Zhou An hurriedly said, "Xia Xia, you should have a good rest."
After saying this, he fled away in panic.
Zhou An closed the door gently, and a look of sadness appeared on his face.
He was too impulsive just now. I wonder if Xia Xia will be angry with him?
At this time, Xu Zhixia, who was being talked about by Zhou An, looked at the closed door and almost burned a big hole in it.
The anger that had subsided showed signs of flaring up again.
This unromantic straight man...
When Haohao got home from school in the evening, he saw Zhou An sitting in the living room, which was a rare sight.
Normally at this time, Zhou An would have been sticking to Xu Zhixia in the bedroom.
A hint of doubt flashed in Haohao's eyes. He put his schoolbag on the sofa and prepared to go upstairs.
"Wait." Zhou An suddenly called him.
She walked up to him, half-knelt down and looked him in the eye, then carefully considered her words and said, "Godmother may not be in a good mood today..."
Haohao raised his head slightly, his face full of determination: "You made your godmother angry."
Zhou An was stunned for a moment, then gave a wry smile.
He nodded and acknowledged it.
Haohao looked very disappointed: "Why can't you just coax her?"
Zhou An humbly asked: "How should I coax him?"
Haohao didn't answer, but went upstairs with a gloomy face.
I knocked on the door in front of me, and it opened almost the next second.
Xu Zhixia looked at the little carrot head in front of her, a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
Then he quickly adjusted his mood, half squatted down, and asked: "Haohao, school is over. How was your day?"
Haohao smiled brightly: "Everything is fine, I just miss my godmother."
Xu Zhixia's expression softened and she touched his little head.
She doesn't ask for anything else. As long as the baby in her belly looks 50% like Haohao, she will be satisfied.
"Did godfather make godmother angry?"
Haohao tilted his head and asked straight to the point.
Xu Zhixia felt amused: "Why, he asked you to be a lobbyist?"
Haohao shook his head, his face filled with indignation: "My godmother and I blame him together."
Xu Zhixia was amused by his expression: "Why don't you ask why?"
Haohao blinked: "No matter what the reason, if he makes godmother unhappy, it must be his fault."
Xu Zhixia felt a surge of warmth in her heart and suddenly calmed down.
He took Haohao into the house and complained, "I know it's cold outside and you might get sick if you go out."
"But I just want to go out and play in the snow. Is that too much to ask?"
Haohao paused and said nothing out of guilt.
It doesn’t matter how things turn out, what matters is whether the result is right or not.
Since the godfather has already made the godmother angry, he can't continue to persuade her on this topic.
He comforted himself in this way and then complained: "That's right, godfather is too much."
If someone said that Xu Zhixia was wrong, Xu Zhixia might become even more emotional.
But as soon as Haohao agreed, she felt that she was also wrong.
She touched her nose shyly and changed the subject: "The weather has been cold recently. Next time you have a holiday, I'll ask Grandma Xu to take you to buy some clothes..."
Haohao nodded obediently, and the atmosphere became particularly harmonious for a moment.
When Haohao came out of the bedroom, he saw Zhou An guarding the door.
Zhou An came forward and asked, "Is she still angry?"
Haohao shook his head and said honestly, "I'm not angry anymore."
After a pause, he asked, "Since godmother wants to play in the snow, why can't we bring the snow into the house for her?"
Zhou An's body stiffened. Why didn't he think of this just now?
So...why did he want to make Xu Zhixia angry?
Xu Zhixia always has the habit of taking a nap. After sending Haohao away, she yawned.
I lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already dark outside.
She propped herself up and sat up, and when she turned around she saw...the snowman next to her.
It's only the size of a palm, and it's already starting to melt when placed at the head of the bed.
Xu Zhixia reached out and touched it, and the prick made her wake up suddenly.
Just at this moment, the door opened.
She subconsciously looked in the direction and saw Zhou An walking in.
Zhou An said softly: "I was just about to wake you up. You won't be able to sleep tonight if you sleep too much."
Noticing Xu Zhixia's gaze, he paused and said, "This is what Haohao made for you. Do you like it?"
"Also...what happened during the day was my fault."
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