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After getting off the plane, the cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards his face, Li Qing subconsciously turned his head and hid in An Yichu's arms, An Yichu was carrying a backpack, one hand was carrying the suitcase, and the other was resting on the back of his head .

"Be patient, wait until the hotel." An Yichu pulled up the scarf, covering most of his face, and then fixed it for Li Qing: "Let's go, go to the hotel first."

''Um"

Li Qing felt the cold air pouring directly into his neck through the scarf, he shrunk his neck, retracted his hands into his sleeves, then took An Yichu's arm with one hand, and carried the suitcase in his hand with the other : "Uncle An, let me come."

"It's okay. Put your hands in your pockets." An Yichu frowned: "It's cold outside, hide your hands."

An Yichu hadn't changed into his down jacket yet, he was already cold, and he was carrying a suitcase, his fingers ached from the cold, but even so, he didn't want his little wife to carry the suitcase.

"Don't!" Li Qing stretched out his hand and touched An Yichu's finger. As soon as his hand came out, he was numb from the cold outside. When he touched An Yichu's finger, Li Qing frowned, feeling cold and hard. He put his hand directly on An Yichu's, and said in a firm tone, "Otherwise, it's like this, the two of us together

carry. "

"Be good." An Yichu wanted to say something, but couldn't say it, he didn't know how to express his heartache and helplessness.

The moment Li Qing put his hand on it, a warmth penetrated through the skin, penetrated into the blood vessels, and directly rushed into the heart.

"Be obedient, Uncle An." Li Qing took his hand to his mouth and kissed it through the scarf: "My sleeves are long, so I can draw my hands in and carry them through the clothes without freezing my hands. "

Li Qing's attitude was firm, An Yichu felt distressed and sweet at the same time, it would not be good for anyone to continue arguing like this, looking at the firm eyes of his little wife, An Yichu had no choice but to withdraw his hand and put it in his pocket.

"That's good." Satisfied, Li Qing smiled and took An Yichu's arm, carrying the suitcase and walking away.

The two took a taxi to the hotel. The hotel was booked in advance. After taking the room card, they went straight upstairs.

The first thing An Yichu did when he entered the room was to close the door and hold Li Qing's hand. The back of the young man's hand was red with cold and faintly purple, "How do you feel? Does it hurt?"

To be honest, it hurts a little. Li Qing shook his head when he met An Yichu's self-blame and distressed eyes, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little stiff and I can't move. Uncle An just warm me up."

"Okay, warm." Putting the suitcase aside, An Yichu held Li Qing's hand, led him to the bedside, untied the scarf, and put Li Qing's hand directly around his neck.

Li Qing kicked off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the bed, and crawled into An Yichu's arms, complaining with his mouth curled up, "I suspect that what falls here is not snow, but hail! It hurts me even if it hits me."

"It's too windy." Amused by him, An Yichu took off his hat and scarf, hugged him and lowered his head to kiss his lips: "Baby, are you hungry?"

"I want to eat Uncle An."

The sound in the room was charming, warm, and ambiguous, with a mix of heavy panting and complaints. "Uncle An, your hands are so cold."

"Hey, warm your uncle's hands too.

After warming up his hands and other things, Li Qing lay on An Yichu's body and smacked his shoulders: "It's too bad for you."

"It's like ice and fire, how do you feel?" An Yichu smiled and rubbed his hair: "I think my little wife likes it."

I really like it.

Because the hands are too cold, it is very exciting.

In this kind of matter, Li Qing is very straightforward, what to say: "Yes, I like it."

Li Qing hung on An Yichu's body and didn't want to get off. Finally, his stomach grunted in protest, and he got up reluctantly.

"Hungry." Li Qing rubbed his belly.

An Yichu: "Do you want to go out for dinner?"

Thinking about the weather outside, Li Qing shivered, wrapped himself in the quilt, only showing a small head: "No, it's very cold outside."

"Then eat here." An Yichu took the menu on the table, and hugged Li Qing, who was wrapped in a caterpillar, into his arms: "What do you want to eat?"

After ordering room service, An Yichu hugged Li Qing to take a bath. Before the food was delivered after the shower, An Yichu dried Li Qing's hair. Halfway through the blow-drying, the food arrived.

Li Qing was really hungry, he didn't care about 21, [-], he ate one meal, and finally he was full, so he was wronged and asked An Yichu for comfort.

"Uncle An, am I pregnant today?" Li Qing lay on the sofa with his head resting on An Yichu's leg, "What's our baby's name?"

While watching TV, An Yichu rubbed his belly for him, bowed his head when he heard this, the young man looked sad and puzzled, moved his hands up, and twisted his chest, "Do you really want to have a baby? I will work hard."

"Huh..." Li Qing was caught off guard by the attack, his body trembled, his waist arched slightly, and he couldn't continue the play, his eyes were instantly tainted with love.

Desire: "Not to be born, not to be born."

"I think you really want to give birth." An Yichu withdrew his hand, hugged Li Qing and walked towards the bed: "Rubbing it doesn't work well, I'll give you another method that works better."

"D Baby〇"

On the first night when the two came here, Li Qing was fried repeatedly like an fried egg.

Early the next morning, Li Qingwo was sleeping soundly in An Yichu's arms when she was awakened by the ringing of her mobile phone.

He fumbled for the phone in a daze, opened his eyes with difficulty, and connected the phone. Li Qing closed his eyes and continued to sleep, "Hello."

"Hey, Brother Li, where are you now?" Cui Yi's voice came from the receiver, and it was very clear in the quiet room: "Lao Wan and I came to look for you, and we are standing at your door."

Li Qing: "I'm not at home."

Cui Yi: "Where have you been?"

Li Qing: "I went out to play with Uncle An."

Just when An Yichu was woken up, out of habit, he hugged Li Qing tightly, kissed him on the top of his hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, sleep a little longer."

tfciixn.""

隹敎……

Cui Yi silently hung up the phone.

After hearing no sound for a while, Li Qing threw the phone aside, hugged An Yichu and continued to sleep.

Li Qing was woken up, he opened his eyes, An Yichu bowed his head and kissed him: "Wake up."

"It's so early in the morning, why are you like this..."

Li Qing raised his hand and pushed An Yichu, but he didn't push, the body and soul were basically separated, he hugged An Yichu's arm, the body began to meet, and the soul continued to drift.

The two of them didn't go out until the next night, and before going out, Li Qing went to the mirror to take a picture.

Down jackets, scarves, hats, gloves...

Very good, very complete.

Having seen how cold it was yesterday, Li Qing was well prepared today, wearing thermal underwear, a sweater, and finally a down jacket, not only him, but even An Yichu was wearing thick clothes.

Li Qing went out confidently, half an hour later, he tugged at An Yichu's sleeve, raised his chin: "Uncle An, look over there, the military coat, let's buy two military coats and put them on." .”

It's too cold, even wearing such thick clothes.

President An Da, who always wants to look good, thought about it. Anyway, no one here knows him, so he just wore it, and then the two of them went to buy two.

Wrapped in a military overcoat, it's really not cold anymore, Li Qing looked at himself, then at An Yichu, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Hahahahaha, Uncle An, you look like a bear."

"You are similar." An Yichu looked at him and smiled, and also smiled: "We are a pair of bears."

The external factors had little influence, Li Qing dragged An Yichu back and forth, "Uncle An, let's go skiing."

"Row."

Coming out was for fun, An Yichu would not refuse Li Qing, and immediately bought a ticket to the ski resort.

Then, just after changing clothes and putting on equipment, I ran into two unexpected people.

"Qingqing!" Xia Ruan, who was wearing a ski suit, led Lu Qingjue and waved to him excitedly.

Lu Qingjue slid over with Xia Ruan, and greeted An Yichu with a smile: "Mr. An, what a coincidence."

"Well, what a coincidence." Two people with completely different personalities became friends inexplicably, and An Yichu nodded, "Why do you come to play in such a cold place?" According to An Yichu's understanding of Lu Qingjue, he wished to put Xia Ruan around every day. How could he be willing to come to this kind of place.

"No way, Ruan Ruan wants to play." Lu Qingjue smiled, "How about it, now that everyone is here, should we compare?"

"Come." President An Da did not hesitate.

Li Qing and Xia Ruan watched from the side, An Yichu and Lu Qingjue looked at each other, and set off at the same time.

"Come on, Ah Jue!" Xia Ruan only had Lu Qingjue in her eyes, and she didn't shy away from the eyes of the people around her.

Li Qing: "..."

Li Qing glanced sideways at Xia Ruan, thinking, young man, you can't do it.

"Uncle An! Husband! Come on! You beat him! I'll treat you to navel oranges tonight!!!"

The surroundings became quiet for an instant, and Xia Ruan was also stunned, staring blankly at Li Qing.

An Yichu: "..."

Lu Qingjue: "..."

Probably stimulated by Li Qing, An Yichu overtook Lu Qingjue all the way, and distanced himself from him on the return journey.

An Yichu who reached the finish line smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Baby, remember what you just said."

Li Qing smiled: "Remember."

"Ajue!"

The two of them were lying on their side, when they suddenly heard Xia Ruan's heart-piercing sound, they were startled, and quickly turned their heads to look.

Lu Qingjue fell, not only fell, but also rolled twice on the snow.

When Xia Ruan ran over, Lu Qingjue had already sat up, his eyes were red, and tears were falling down: "Ajue, where did you fall? Does it hurt?"

"Ruan Ruan, I'm fine." Lu Qingjue wiped away the tears on Xia Ruan's face, feeling very distressed: "Stop crying."

"Let's stop playing, let's go home." Xia Ruan bit her lip: "It's all my fault, if I didn't come to play, Ah Jue wouldn't have fallen."

Lu Qingjue hugged him into his arms and said in a hoarse voice, "Ruan Ruan, Ah Jue also wants navel oranges."

"Okay." Xia Ruan was still blaming herself, no matter what Lu Qingjue said, she agreed: "You can do whatever you want."

Lu Qingjue looked up at An Yichu with a smile.

An Yichu: "..." Just for this?

The author has something to say

- Suffocation, the more you write, the more useless it becomes.As for skiing, hey, Jiujiu has never played before, so I don't have much description.

-Okay, I decided to skip the thugs and go straight to fast wearing!Favorite little cutie poke the column to collect it, it's still a cookie!

- Love Mud Meng (//V//)