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Snowflakes fell all over the ground, and on the way back, a trail of footprints was left by people walking one after another.
As soon as he opened the door, a warm current hit him. Xiao Wen Ning went upstairs to change his clothes and went straight to the bathroom.
Han Yao laid out the sleeping bag, took a towel and went downstairs to wash up. After washing his face, he stared at the mirror. Somehow, the image of Xiao Wen Ning's ears, which were red from the cold outside, inexplicably appeared in his mind. He curled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, then turned and went upstairs.
When he returned to the room, Xiao Wen Ning was already lying on the bed with his eyes closed and sleeping. Han Yao looked at him for a few seconds, then raised his hand to turn off the light.
The room was silent, with only the sound of the two people breathing. After a while, Han Yao suddenly opened his eyes. He held his breath and seemed to hear the sound of the person on the bed moving back and forth.
Then my body sank and a person rolled down from the two-meter bed.
Xiao Wen Ning pretended to hum unconsciously while groping in the dark to figure out how to get into Han Yao's sleeping bag. He raised his hand and groped around, from his prickly hair to his tall nose, then to his mouth, and even raised his head to give him a kiss.
Han Yao let him do whatever he wanted to him for a while before he raised his hands and put them under his head and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Young Master Xiao's dark eyes followed the moonlight that seeped in through the gap in the curtains as he looked at him. He muttered somewhat dissatisfiedly, "Can't you just pretend to be asleep?"
Han Yao opened the sleeping bag and casually pulled the person lying on top of him in. "Then you might not even be able to get in tomorrow morning."
Young Master Xiao worked hard for a long time and finally got what he wanted. He pressed himself tightly against Han Yao and quickly pulled up the sleeping bag.
The single sleeping bag was filled to the brim. Xiao Wen Ning stared at the pitch-black ceiling for a while, then turned over.
After a few seconds, it turned over again.
Han Yao laughed helplessly, raised his hand and fixed the person who was moving around beside him in his arms. Young Master Xiao seemed to have finally found the right posture and raised one leg to put it on Han Yao.
After finally adjusting his sleeping position and resting his head on his shoulder, Xiao Wen Ning closed his eyes, yawned, and mumbled, "Let's go to sleep."
Han Yao rubbed his head and said "hmm".
When Xiao Wen Ning woke up the next day, he opened his eyes and saw a layer of light blue stubble. He reached out and pressed it, and it was so hard that it pricked his face.
Feeling that the people around him had woken up, Han Yao wanted to open his sleeping bag and get up, but as soon as he moved, Master Xiao quickly stopped him: "Don't move."
Han Yao asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Wen Ning rubbed his shoulder: "I haven't slept enough."
"It's already ten o'clock."
"Lie down a little longer."
"No breakfast?"
"No."
"I'll eat."
Master Xiao pleaded quietly: "Can you eat less today?"
"Hungry." Han Yao said, unzipping his sleeping bag and preparing to sit up. Xiao Wen Ning clung to him like an octopus. "Don't go, don't go. I'll take you for a big meal later to make up for it, okay?"
After begging and whining for a long time, he finally lay there in her arms for a while. It was not until the sunlight shone through the curtains onto his face that Young Master Xiao reluctantly got up.
Dressed neatly and fulfilling his promise, Xiao Wen Ning opened the door and saw a world covered in snow.
It had been snowing all night. When he stepped on it, he found a small pit, neither too deep nor too shallow. He wanted to drive, but looking at the thick snow, he turned around and asked, "Shall we just walk over there?"
Han Yao nodded in agreement and walked out of the house with him.
The neighborhood was quiet with few pedestrians. Han Yao put his hands in his pockets and chatted casually with Xiao Wen Ning. He was tall and had long legs, so he took slightly longer steps. As they walked, the people around him fell behind.
Han Yao stopped, ready to wait for Xiao Wen Ning, but just as he turned around, a round snowball hit him right between the eyebrows. He wiped his face and looked at Xiao Wen Ning, who was smiling from ear to ear a few steps away, and raised his eyebrows.
Master Xiao thought he was going to fight back, and when he was about to fight again, he saw Han Yao walking towards him with long legs. He asked as he walked, "Is it cold?"
Xiao Wen Ning grinned happily: "It's cool."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large hand tightly wrapped around his five fingers and placed them in a warm pocket. Han Yao didn't fight back or get angry, but simply pulled him along, continuing forward along the same path.
Xiao Wen Ning lagged behind him by half a step, and heard him speak in a slightly hoarse voice: "Are you stupid? You know it's cold, but you're still making a fuss."
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