light summer solstice

When Tang Qianmo appeared at the door of the old house with Xia Nuan, who was sleeping on his back, it was completely dark. Tang Qianmo took Xia Nuan directly into his room and threw him on the bed with a sullen face, and then he took a breath.It was hard to coax Xia Nuan from crying, and he was willing to get up and go, only to find that the car had been parked in the snow for too long and could not be turned on, so Tang Qianmo had to carry Xia Nuan to the old house. Who has carried someone before? The first time I carried someone, I carried an unconscious drunk. It all depended on Tang Qianmo to maintain his balance. If he didn't pay attention, he would slip to the ground. It's over." Even with Tang Qianmo's excellent physical fitness, the journey was exhausting.

Xia Nuan was already fast asleep, sobbing softly from time to time, Tang Qianmo really wanted to strangle him to death.Tang Qianmo stared at Xia Nuan fiercely for a long time, and after realizing that she had no deterrent effect on the sleeping person, she went to take a bath bitterly.When Tang Qianmo packed himself up and came out, Xia Nuan still slept peacefully in the posture of being thrown on the bed. Tang Qianmo gritted his molars and waited for Xia Nuan to take off his clothes. With a long sigh of relief, Tang Qianmo felt that he had used up all his patience in serving others in his life today.As for the act of throwing people over and over while he was drunk while bathing Xia Nuan, it was automatically covered by the protagonist's halo.

When the warm and unobtrusive winter sun passed through the gaps in the curtains and landed on the undulating big bed, Xia Nuan frowned. The strange pain slowed him down for a while before he regained consciousness. The environment made him a little uneasy. When he turned his head, he saw Tang Qianmo who was sleeping soundly. The sharp eyebrows and deep contours softened a lot in his deep sleep. It was not as difficult to approach as when he was awake. In fact, this person was just watching It's not easy to get close, every time I'm with him, I'm being helped.Xia Nuan thought dizzily.

When Tang Qianmo woke up, the morning light had turned into daylight. Xia Nuan sat on the window sill and watched the children in the compound building snowmen and having a snowball fight, with a sad expression on her face and she didn't know what she was thinking. "Morning..." Tang Qianmo walked over with her hair brushed, and followed Xia Nuan's gaze, "...morning" it's already eleven o'clock. . . "Is there an announcement today?" Tang Qianmo asked while touching Xia Nuan's hair, and unexpectedly found that Xia Nuan's hair felt soft to the touch, which was quite amusing. "No." Xia Nuan looked up at him. The person who just woke up was a little lazy, and Xia Nuan had never seen a homely look.It's been a long time since I felt like home.

Only Mr. Tang lives in the old house. The old man is quiet and there are few people serving him. There is only one old aunt and a gardener. They have served the old man all his life. The old man can't trust other people. There are two guards at the door. There are three-story small villas in the compound, and the old cadres live there. When they have nothing to do, they get together to play chess and raise flowers, and enjoy their grandchildren to support their lives.

When Tang Qianmo packed up and took Xia Nuan downstairs, Mr. Tang was studying a mess. His face darkened when he saw Tang Qianmo. He snorted coldly and stopped talking to the two of them. Looking at the endgame, Xia Nuan stood behind Tang Qianmo and didn't know where to put his nervous hands and feet. In the silent hall, he felt that his own breathing was so noisy.

"I haven't come back for a long time, and I brought an outsider with me when I came back." Mr. Tang has been a soldier all his life, his voice is full of confidence, Xia Nuan knew that he was not welcome, so he blushed in embarrassment, Tang Qianmo smiled and put his arms around Xia Nuan's waist and moved him forward With a tape, "He is an artist under my banner, not an outsider." "Hmph, an artist, isn't he just an actor, it sounds nice, I don't say anything if you fool around outside, it's not appropriate to bring people home Come on, Qianmo, if you ran a company as seriously as your father, I wouldn't nag like this, or even being a top soldier in the army like your brother is better than being in the entertainment headlines because of scandals like this Is it..." "Stop, stop, you, you always say that I won't come back, and you will nag when I come back, do you think I will be willing to come back." "You brat, I am nagging for Who doesn't know good and bad." "Yes, yes, you are worrying about me, your precious grandson is going to starve to death, is there anything to eat?" Tang Qianmo said while pulling Xia Nuan to the kitchen, escaping from the old man. Sight, out of sight, out of mind, leave the old man clean. "Aunt Lian, do you have anything to eat?" Tang Qianmo yelled and rushed into the kitchen. It was almost lunch time, and the breakfast was already cold. "Lunch will be ready soon. Go and chat with your grandpa. Yesterday and Mr. Zhang next door lost in a chess game, and we came together this morning to study where he lost, and sat there all morning, you go and have a look with him." Aunt Lian has been a servant in the Tang family all her life, and she is still Grandma Tang Qianmo Her dowry girl is equivalent to a housekeeper in the Tang family, and she takes care of everything inside and out.