Beifeng tightened his grip on Baiyou's arm. "I know, you're meddling too much. Really, we're leaving too."
"Where are you going? Not staying at home?" Aunt Bei asked. She really liked Bai Yatou and wanted to talk to her more.
"No, no, I'm afraid Dad will say I'm disturbing your time together. I'm leaving now."
Bei Feng waved goodbye, and Bai You turned around to greet him before the two drove away.
Like fluffy white sprites, they fluttered down from the sky, twirling gracefully before landing beautifully.
"It's snowing. The children have all grown up." Mother Bei murmured to herself, gazing at the sky.
Father Bei pulled his young wife into his broad arms.
"Don't you still have me?"
"You're so sweet-talking and good at sweet-talking people," Bei's mother said coquettishly.
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"Honey, honey, look! It's snowing!" Bei Jing looked at the silvery-white snowflakes outside the car window, her delicate and pretty face beaming with joy.
"Hmm?" One after another, silvery-white flakes fell onto the car's hood, melting into a shallow water mark.
It really is snowing; Kyoto's first snowfall.
"You like it?" The little guy's joyful expression touched Jun Chen's heart, and a soft light appeared on his tough, handsome face.
"Mmm!" Bei Jing loves snow. Her happiest childhood memories are of building snowmen and throwing snowballs with her brother.
"Want to go down?" The big hand gently ruffled the little one's hair, his dark brown eyes filled with doting affection.
"Yes, stop there, stop there. You can park there."
Their car happened to drive to a nearby shopping plaza, where a few pedestrians were looking up at Kyoto's first snowfall of the year.
"Okay, don't rush." With his well-defined knuckles, he skillfully turned the steering wheel and parked the car.
Bei Jing got out of the car first, reaching out to catch the falling, crystal-clear white snowflakes, feeling a weight on his shoulder.
He draped a black overcoat over himself, the overcoat carrying the familiar scent of tea that Junchen carried.
"Silly wife, aren't you cold?"
The words, though tinged with reproach, carried an undeniable depth of affection when uttered by Junchen.
Without his coat, Junchen was only wearing a sweater and a leather jacket, while Beijing wrinkled his little nose.
She tried to take the coat off her shoulders, but Junchen grabbed her hand.
He reached out and pulled the little one into his arms, resting his strong chin on the top of her head. "Your man has a stronger immune system than you, so be a good girl and keep dressed."
"But you'll get cold. Why don't you go back to the car? I'll stay here for a bit and then go back."
A low chuckle came from above, clearly indicating that Junchen did not intend to accept the proposal.
He glanced casually at the teddy bear at the mall entrance and said, "Honey, stay here, don't move, wait for me."
Bei Jing tilted his head, puzzled. "Where are you going?"
Jun Chen smiled gently on his noble face and kissed Bei Jing on the forehead.
"Be good, listen to me. Don't move, stand here and wait for me."
An unexpected kiss followed, and as Bei Jing watched Jun Chen's departing figure, he gently touched his forehead with his hand.
Mmm... A kiss on the forehead, the feeling of being loved.
Snowflakes drifted down, painting the city with a thin layer of silvery-white snow.
"Ding." A beautifully wrapped bouquet of roses suddenly appeared in front of him. Bei Jing was slightly surprised and took two steps back.
"Wife, do you like it?" Junchen's face appeared from behind the bouquet, his features as if sculpted by God, his eyes and brows brimming with love.
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