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The igloo is built on a snowy field sheltered from the wind, and the roof is covered with thick grass.The room was very narrow, and the bed was made of a mixture of animal skins and hay. Although it was simple, it was not cold to sit on.

Augustine looked around and commented truthfully: "It's very characteristic."

"If you regret it now, we can go back to the cruise ship." Ye Fengwu sat by the bed and looked at him.

"It's okay to try it out for a night now and then." Augustine put his coat aside, "as long as you don't want to come here for a few months every year."

"A broken house also has the fun of a broken house." Ye Fengwu poured hot tea from the thermos cup for him.

"My pleasure is not in the house." Augustine held his tight buttocks to himself with one hand, "it's in you." This is also one of the benefits of marriage-you can do whatever you want anytime, anywhere Things, compared with before marriage, there are so many things that are taken for granted and have a sense of steadfastness certified by the government.

In the dead of night, the two huddled together in a sleeping bag, playing childish finger-pinching games.

"How many times?" Night Breeze Dance asked.

"Twelve." Augustine replied quickly.

"Fourteen." Ye Fengwu corrected.

"I don't think I can even count that accurately." Augustine dissatisfied.

"It's fourteen!" Ye Fengwu emphasized.

"..." Augustine compromised coldly, "Okay, Fourteen, you win."

Ye Fengwu smiled and hugged him: "Good night."

"Good night." Augustine fastened the hidden button of the sleeping bag, "I wish you a sweet dream in the igloo."

"Then you must exist." Ye Fengwu buried her face in his chest and closed her eyes lazily.

Augustine caressed his back with his hand, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

While it's true that it's a terrible bedroom, it's full of novelty and anticipation because of the honeymoon.Prior to this, Augustine had always regarded marriage as a guarantee, or even a means, to make his little lover no longer feel insecure, and to put the two people in the most equal state in the relationship, nothing more.But after getting married, I found out that marriage represents not only a change in my commitment and attitude, but also more. Every morning and late at night, when I look at the people around me, my heart will be filled with lingering thoughts. happiness.It's like the jumping flames in the severe winter, and it's like after going through many bumpy roads, you suddenly have a small cabin of your own.

The APP is still dutifully pushing it every day. In addition to photos and news, there are also small columns of blessings from fans, and most of them are buzzing—after all, it sounds like my husband is being robbed in broad daylight. It needs a long period of healing, even if the vixen is a domineering president.

Augustine wrapped Ye Fengwu around with one hand, and pulled down the progress bar at will with the other hand. In the comment area, someone posted a large-scale magazine photo before Ye Fengwu.

"Don't look at it." Ye Fengwu pressed on him to play tricks, her voice was a little hoarse when she was not awake.

"I don't mind that." Augustine patted him.

"I know you don't mind." Ye Fengwu's chin rested on his chest, "But it's still not allowed to look."

"Sleep." Augustine rubbed his thumb against his forehead.

"I'm not Simba." Ye Fengwu smiled and avoided him.

"You are not Simba, but a little leopard." Augustine put his arms around his waist, causing the two to switch their relationship, "I love you."

"How much love?" Ye Fengwu looked into his eyes.

"Many, many." Augustine hugged him tightly, "You gave me a completely different world, fresh and warm."

"What about after the novelty wears off?" Ye Fengwu whispered in his ear.

"Then it becomes a family that relies on each other, which sounds good." Augustine smiled, "No one can take me away from you, just like no one can take you away from me." And those who can have each other, Only each other.

The stars are twinkling in the sky, everything is beautiful and gentle.

After this honeymoon trip, the two did not return to Milan, but went to Normandy first-there was a small warm wedding attended by only family and friends.

"I can't come." Philip, who was far away in the United States, was distraught when he heard the news, and felt that he was at a disadvantage.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just a family eating together." Cheng Xia comforted him out of humanity.

"Five hours." Philip took the opportunity to ask.

"Dream, up to 5 minutes." Cheng Xia cut off more than half of it as usual.

"No problem." Philip smiled all over his face, "I will come to you as soon as I return to Europe!"

Cheng Xia: "..."

I don't mean that.

"How was the honeymoon?" asked Mrs. Kate.

"Very good." Ye Fengwu leaned on the balcony, "I'm looking forward to my future life."

In the restaurant, Augustine was sitting upright, chatting earnestly with Mr. Leon about the connection between the Antarctic ice sheet and the African jungle.Although one is still unsmiling like a king, and the other still can't understand what he is saying at all, but compared to the bad situation of the first meeting, there has been a lot of progress—at least it looks harmonious.

Very comforting.

When the two left France, in addition to the wedding gift prepared by Mrs. Kate, there was also a small wooden horse handcrafted by Mr. Leon, the kind that could sit on it.

"Is it a gift for me?" Philip was so excited that he wanted to fly back to Milan immediately.

"Xia Xia guesses you will like it." Ye Fengwu said with a smile, "We are all waiting for you to come back."

Philip leaned against the wall with tears in his eyes and wanted to write a poem.

Such a warm feeling!

The morning sun was very warm, and Ye Fengwu walked out of the bedroom lightly, and after helping him prepare the newspapers he was going to read every morning and a sunny breakfast, Augustine also walked down the stairs.

"Good morning." Ye Fengwu sat on the windowsill and reached out to him.

"As I said, it's better to leave these matters to others." Augustine stopped him.

"But I want to make it myself." Ye Fengwu jumped to the ground, "Wait another 5 minutes, the bread will be ready soon."

Augustine nodded, sat at the table and picked up the newspaper: "Have you read it?"

"Me? No." Ye Fengwu shook her head, "Is there any news that deserves special attention?"

"Not worthy of special attention, but you may want to know." Augustine said, "Little Bernal was officially arrested and imprisoned."

"The law will give everyone fairness." Ye Fengwu put the plate in front of him, "Compared with this case, I want to know the weather on Wednesday, and Philip is coming back."

"I hope there will be hail." Augustine turned to the weather page.

"You obviously care about him." Ye Fengwu rubbed his head, "Good boy, get ready for breakfast."

MOKA and Simba squatted beside them, looking at Augustine with very serious eyes.

I also want to be rubbed.

There was no meeting in the company today, and there was no particularly important matter to deal with, so Augustine chose to stay in the castle to handle work.Ye Fengwu sorted out the documents and handed them to him, then sat on the carpet by the window and continued to help him sort out the meeting minutes, occasionally frowning, sometimes dazed, and sometimes staring out the window in a daze.Every time between work, when Augustine looked up to this side, there would always be a moment of softness and relaxation in his heart—no matter how bad the work content was, it didn’t seem to matter, as long as he was by his side.

"This is the seventh time you've seen me." Ye Fengwu bit her pen and looked up.

"This is the right given to me by the law." Augustine replied, using the power of marriage flexibly.

Night Breeze Dance looked at him and smiled.

Augustine continued to work and was in a good mood.

At the same time, Philip was in a good mood.

"Why did you appear in China!" Cheng Xia couldn't breathe in his arms, and spoke with tears in his eyes.

"Because I finished work early, I came to pick you up to Milan." Philip replied.

"I still have a lot of things to do." Cheng Xia finally pushed him away.

"I can be your assistant." Philip recommended himself, "It's free."

"Mr. Augustine will not agree." Cheng Xia reminded.

"So we need to end our work here as soon as possible." Philip asked with concern, "What were you doing before I showed up?"

Cheng Xia handed him a stack of documents: "A customer complained that the cafe sold expired food, and said they would go to court."

"Expired food?" Philip took it in his hand.

"Of course not." Cheng Xia leaned back on the chair, "I don't know what's going on, and I'm trying to find a way."

"Leave it to me." Philip straightened his hair in the mirror. "I am confident enough to use my handsome and charming appearance to make this...beautiful Miss Wu accept mediation."

"She is 56 years old." Cheng Xia Youyou reminded.

"No problem at all." Philip shook his chest muscles, "You have to trust my charm."

Cheng Xia was in a complicated mood.

After the unremitting efforts of the restaurant staff, Mrs. Wu finally agreed and accepted the face-to-face apology from the restaurant management.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Cheng Xia asked again.

"Of course, 56 years old is not a problem at all, she is still a beautiful woman." Philip put on his tie, "Where is my business card?"

Cheng Xia took it out and handed it to him.

"Wu Lipu?" Philip delighted, "I like this new name."

"The same surname is Wu, maybe my family can be a little more friendly." Cheng Xia had a good reason.

With a spring breeze on his face, Philip sat opposite the complaining customer.

"Are you the person in charge of the restaurant?" Mrs. Wu was puzzled by his blond appearance.

"I'm a behind-the-scenes investor, and I just came to inspect it." Philip handed over the business card with both hands. "I'm sorry to bring you an unpleasant experience. There may be some misunderstandings, but our restaurant will definitely not sell expired food on purpose."

"Are you... the chairman?" Mrs. Wu looked at the business card wearing presbyopic glasses.

"Yes." Philip nodded haughtily in an Augustinian way.

Mrs. Wu looked at him carefully for a long time, then wiped the frost all over her face, and smiled kindly: "Are you married?"

Cheng Xia: "..."

Half an hour later, Philip came back from the negotiations. Not only did Mrs. Wu cancel the complaint without spending a penny, but she even almost got invited to a family dinner together.

"The first problem is solved." Philip leaned against the wall in a chic pose, "Is there any more?"

Cheng Xia worshiped him so much that he gave him all the backlog of documents.

No need for nothing...