Sand sculpture tyrant always called my wife

"Let's go." Bian Yunluo sighed softly, lifted the quilt and sat up, putting on his glasses.

There was a rustling sound behind him, Ying Zaizhou was holding the wooden basin that he didn't know when to prepare, and looked at him expectantly.

Bian Yunluo tucked Mianmian in the quilt first, and the two of them changed their clothes, then gently opened the door and went out.

Sure enough, it was snowing, the temperature outside was extremely low, Bian Yunluo shuddered, and a layer of white mist immediately covered his glasses.

Bian Yunluo took off his glasses and put them on the low cabinet at the door, probably because he was afraid that he would slip and fall, so Ying Zaizhou took the lead in sitting down by the hot spring, turned around and handed Bian Yunluo his hand.

Both of them were buried in the warm hot spring, and Ying Zaizhou dragged the wooden tub floating on the water with snacks and towels inside.

There are also bottles and jars in the confinement interplanting...

Ying Zaizhou helped Bian Yunluo put a towel on his forehead, took out the wooden tray from the basin, and put sake and candied fruit on it.

"Why didn't you book the venue today?" Bian Yunluo was a little surprised by this. He thought that with Yingzhou's habit, the venue should be cleared wherever he went.

Ying Zaizhou looked uncomfortably at the snow on the pine trees in the distance, touched his nose with his wet hands, and stammered: "I just searched the Internet, what ordinary people would do when they go out to play."

After reading it, you should know in Zhouzhou that most people don't book out the venue when they go out.

Bian Yunluo understood that what Ying Zaizhou did was to accommodate him and Mianmian.

"What were you like when you were a child?" Bian Yunluo was suddenly a little curious. He knew nothing about ordinary people's life, what was his childhood like in Yingzhou.

However, Bian Yunluo overlooked one point, Ying Zaizhou's brain is not healed yet...

"After I broke my shell, that couple sent me to the killer training base." Ying Zaizhou began to talk nonsense seriously, "They trained me in a cruel way until I broke my shell for 22 years and officially took over the bankrupt Ying."

"Under my leadership, Ying's has become the strongest industry in the world, and it has also laid a solid foundation for me to grasp the lifeline of the global economy."

Bian Yunluo's mind started to go blank. He was wrong, so he shouldn't be asking random questions.

"The killer training is too bloody, so I won't go into details." Ying Zaizhou shook his head sadly, "I can tell you about the base."

There are still bloody things, it sounds really scary.

Bian Yunluo has learned how to complain quietly in his heart without a teacher.

Ying Zaizhou lowered his voice, trying to create a sense of mystery, "The killer base is built in Jiangcheng." "You must not know" was written all over his face.

"People in the organization are all over the world, and my every move while living in the base is under the surveillance of the couple."

According to Ying Zaizhou, Bian Yunluo combined the information he knew and roughly guessed the real situation.

Fang Yun and his wife were really busy at work, and Ying Zhou was always taken care of by a nanny when he was young, and the so-called nanny was someone who watched him.

Ying Zaizhou is probably the so-called child of other people's family in the parents' mouth. He has a smart brain and a good growth. He is proficient in painting, musical instruments, racing and riding horses.

The learning process during this period should be called daily training in the state.

To be honest, with Ying Zaizhou's current state, Bian Yunluo really couldn't imagine what the decathlon Ying Zaizhou would be like.

Bian Yunluo drank sake and became a little tipsy. When his thinking became dull, he suddenly remembered the gentleman who had sponsored him. He wondered if Fang Yun had found a clue.

"It's almost time to go back, if you soak again, you'll faint." Ying Zaizhou drank the remaining sake, packed up his things, and led Bian Yunluo out of the hot spring, "I'll apply ointment to you after cleaning. "

After drinking, Bian Yunluo was obviously not as sober as before, and was obediently taken back to the house by Ying Zaizhou.

But when he heard that the medicine was about to be applied again, Bian Yunluo frowned in disapproval, and stopped Ying Zaizhou's actions: "It's too late today, and Mianmian will be woken up."

"But this medicine has been discontinued for a few days." Except for the accident that Ying Zaizhou succeeded on the first day of buying it back, Bian Yunluo refused for the rest of the time with various reasons.

Ying was frustrated in the state when his good intentions were rejected many times.

Bian Yunluo saw that Ying Zaizhou looked like a big dog that had been bullied, and he felt lost visibly with the naked eye. He felt inexplicably as if he had done something wrong: "When I get home, I will continue when I get home."

The matter of applying the medicine finally ended with Bian Yunluo's compromise.

Bian Yunluo woke up early in the morning, squinting his eyes and fumbling to put on his glasses.

The two people around him haven't woken up yet, this is the first time since he and Ying Zaizhou lived together, after waking up in the morning, he didn't see Ying Zaizhou dressed up beautifully, reading the financial newspaper by the bed.

When the two came back last night, they didn't close the curtains tightly, and the morning sun shone in through the glass door.

Moaning softly in a daze, she pulled the quilt up and covered her head.

Bian Yunluo smiled to block the sunlight shining on Mianmian's face, and gently pulled down the little guy's quilt.

Ying Zaizhou, who was sleeping beside him, was extraordinarily honest.

Usually, when the two of them were sleeping, Ying Zaizhou turned their backs to Bian Yunluo, and when Bian Yunluo woke up in the morning, the other party had dressed up early.

Bian Yunluo sat silently, propping his chin with one hand, in Ying Zhou's impression, it seemed that he was rarely so quiet.

Ying Zaizhou's sleeping movements were too honest, lying flat with his hands on his stomach, his entire fine face exposed.

The eyelashes reveal a small shadow under the eyes. Ying Zaizhou's eye sockets are deep, and the corners of the eyes are slightly downward, with some characteristics of dog eyes, but because of the narrow and long eye shape, this is mildly destroyed.

Bian Yunluo inexplicably remembered the expression on Ying Zaizhou's office when he told him that he would punish those who bullied him for him, his indifference and ruthlessness.

But when Bian Yunluo and Ying Zaizhou were alone, they rarely felt such a cold temperament.

Probably because every time Ying Zaizhou looked at him, his eyes were always sparkling and wet, with innocence and sincerity, like a big dog who wholeheartedly pleases him.

Bian Yunluo's gaze passed over Ying Zaizhou's full forehead and deep-set eye sockets, passed by the high and straight bridge of the nose, and finally landed on Ying Zaizhou's thin lips.

He has never noticed that there is still a small red mole under the corner of Yingzhou's left lip. Bian Yunluo subconsciously touched his right temple covered by the temple of his glasses. He also has a red mole here. In the state to be more conspicuous.

Lying flat, Ying rolled up and down on Zhou's Adam's apple, and suddenly turned over, Bian Yunluo suddenly came to his senses, his cheeks were a little hot.

He actually stared at Ying Zaizhou like this for a long time, Bian Yunluo quickly stood up, with red ears, walked quickly to the glass door, and stretched his arms to close the curtain.

A layer of frost had formed on the outer glass door.

Bian Yunluo's movement of pulling the curtains stagnated, and in the end he didn't close all the curtains, but left a small gap, so as not to disturb the sleeping two, and enough for him to see the outside scene.

Bian Yunluo slowly pushed open the inner glass door, and put his hand on the outer door. The cold touch came from his fingertips, and the ice flowers on the glass door were melted by his body temperature in a short while.

The slender fingers moved lightly, and the scene outside the door gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

After a night of heavy snowfall, the pine branches far away from the hot spring were covered with snow. After a while, they were overwhelmed and bent slightly. The fluffy snow fell on the edge of the hot spring and was instantly melted by the hot and humid water vapor.

It's snowing again...

There are crisp birdsongs in the mountains, and it seems that time has slowed down.

The room was very warm, but while breathing, the place where Bian Yunluo had just melted was covered with a layer of white mist, and Bian Yunluo stroked it again to melt it, and his fingertips turned red from the ice as he went back and forth.

It seems that he hasn't relaxed like this for a long time. Since his mother passed away, he has been studying hard, hoping to climb up and let his sister live a good life.

After going to college, he learned everything he could get his hands on, internalizing these into skills that he could use.

But after that?After her sister left, Bian Yunluo's life was nothing but taking care of Mian Mian besides work.

Life is far from being as simple and smooth as he imagined.

He needs to find time to learn how to make baby food supplements, how to conduct preschool education...

Although Bian Yunluo seldom complained, he would occasionally think that maybe his whole life just passed by like this.

"Isn't it cold?" Ying Zaizhou who woke up at some point was standing beside Bian Yunluo.

Bian Yunluo came back to his senses, shook his head, and looked at the people around him.

Just such a glance instantly dispelled Bian Yunluo's sadness just now.

Who knows how Ying Zaizhou changed into his suit again this early in the morning while he was in a daze.

Probably because of the occasion, I should wear a white shirt in the state, but today I don’t wear a tie, I just put a pair of snowflake-shaped collar pins on the collar of the shirt, a dark brown vest, and a khaki coat outside the vest. suit collar long trench coat.

Bian Yunluo raised his eyes, it's okay if he doesn't look at it, Ying Zaizhou's originally soft black hair, at some point, was also meticulously smeared with hairspray by a man into a big back.

Good-looking is good-looking, but how can someone be so formal when they wake up in the morning?And still come out to play.

Ying Zaizhou couldn't help but grab Bian Yunluo's hand that was still resting on the glass door, and put it into his windbreaker pocket: "Hands are red from the cold, do you like snow so much?"

Do you want to buy a villa on the snow mountain near Jiangcheng, and go directly there when the little wife wants to see the snow.

"Why do you have to dress up and wait for me to wake up every day?" Bian Yunluo didn't understand Ying Zai Zhou's intention, but he could feel that Ying Zai Zhou seemed to want to show him.

Like the two-year-old financial newspaper that is occasionally brought down every morning.

It wasn't cold in the house, but Bian Yunluo's unconscious hand in Ying Zaizhou's pocket quickly warmed up. Their fingers were intertwined, and Ying Zaizhou's excessive body temperature immediately exposed the bottom of his heart. Anxiety.

Ying Zaizhou's hands tightened again and again, and he whispered awkwardly, "Don't you like me wearing a suit?" Yun Ze said that he has a good figure, and he was born to be a hanger for suits.

Ying Zaizhou naturally thinks that he looks the best in a suit. Is there any problem with showing his best side to his little wife?

"Because I like it?" Bian Yunluo's palms were burning. This answer was far beyond his expectations, but after thinking about it, it seemed that apart from this explanation, there was no other reason to explain Ying Zaizhou's behavior.

Ying Zaizhou nodded his head as a matter of course, since the two of them confided in each other, he decided not to be twitchy anymore.

You have to treat Bian Yunluo well and respond to Bian Yunluo's love for him. Since he can't give love, then he has to give Bian Yunluo everything else. Is there any problem with this?

"Or do you not want to be woken up by me every morning?" Ying Zaizhou suddenly realized, but felt that it shouldn't be.

"No." Well, there is no need to say any more, Bian Yunluo looked out the door helplessly.

Talking to Ying Zaizhou is not serious at all.

The sun outside had risen completely, and the frosted glass door just completely showed the reflection of the falling clouds.

Bian Yunluo's expression froze suddenly, and he was smiling in the reflection...

The expression that flashed across the glass door was eyebrows and eyes stretched, and the corners of the mouth raised.

Bian Yunluo lowered his head at a loss, he seemed to be very happy, why?

Bian Yunluo recalled Ying Zaizhou's strange words just now with doubts, and raised his head again, this time he clearly saw his own smile on the glass door.

Probably because of being with Ying Zaizhou.

"Mianmian will wake up later, I'll take you to go skiing." Ying Zaizhou looked back at Mianmian who was about to wake up, he had planned for a long time today.

After breakfast, the "family of three" came to the ski resort by car.

Ying Zaizhou was finally willing to change out of his chic woolen trench coat, and changed into ski equipment with Bian Yunluo, and Mianmian also changed into clothes.

The short little one was wrapped up like a small ball, and he staggered when he walked, Bian Yunluo looked worried.

After helping Mianmian put on the ski goggles, she looked hesitantly at the children's area.

There didn't seem to be a child as young as Mianmian inside, so he was still worried.

Mianmian squeezed the ball on the glove, looked at the snowboard beside her and was very excited: "Dad, how do you wear this?"

"Daddy will teach you!" Ying received the signal from the state, and immediately squatted down to teach his son how to wear snowboards.

Mianmian happily took the ski pole and looked left and then.

"Isn't this dangerous?" Bian Yunluo frowned, no matter how he looked at Mianmian's short legs and short hands, it didn't look like an accessory for skiing.

Moreover, there are not many children in the children's area. If there is a collision, how dangerous it would be.

Full of confidence, Ying Zaizhou showed a conciliatory smile to Bian Yunluo: "We won't be with them."

Although it is not a peak tourist season, there are not many people in the ski resort, so the safety issue should naturally be considered in the state.

How could he let his wife and children be crowded with so many people.

"Mr. Ying, please come with me." The arranged staff took the three of them to the unopened ski resort on the other side under the eyes of Ying Zaizhou.

A well-armed and well-dressed children's coach is waiting at the ski resort, and Bian Yunluo relaxes a little.

"What's the kid's name?" The coach is obviously very experienced. After seeing Mianmian, he communicated with the little guy first, trying to make Mianmian trust him.

Bian Yunluo watched for a long time, and finally felt relieved after Mianmian walked up and down the snow with the coach on the skis.

Ying Zaizhou beside him did not speak the whole time, and waited quietly. He knew how much Bian Yunluo attached importance to Mianmian, and he would not be at ease if he hadn't confirmed it with his own eyes.

"Okay? Then I'll be in charge of teaching you." Ying Zaizhou hung two ski goggles in his hand, and looked at Bian Yunluo with a smile.

I don't know if it's because the surrounding snow is too dazzling under the sunlight, or Ying Zaizhou's smile is too bright, Bian Yunluo seems to be shaken.

Ying Zaizhou bit the fingertips of the gloves with his mouth open, tore off the Velcro at the bottom, and exposed his slender hands.

Carefully approaching Bian Yunluo, raised his hand to take off Bian Yunluo's glasses, and removed the glasses chain on it: "This is more dangerous, I'll save it for you first."

As he spoke, he stuffed the metal chain into his pocket, and helped Bian Yunluo put on his glasses.

The strong fingers and the back of the hand with slightly bulging veins did not look like hands doing fine work, but Bian Yunluo unexpectedly felt the touch from his face, which seemed to be full of caution.

It's not too late to just take off the glasses chain, Ying Zaizhou also helped Bian Yunluo wear ski goggles.

During the movements, did the warm fingers touch Bian Yunluo's cheeks, bridge of nose and sensitive earlobes?

Even though it was a scene of ice and snow, there was an inexplicable sense of dryness between the two of them.

Bian Yunluo looked away uncomfortably: "Are you ready?"

"En." Ying Zaizhou stopped grumbling, and quickly put on the ski goggles for Bian Yunluo.

Then Ying Zaizhou took out a tortoise-shaped anti-fall pad from nowhere, helped Bian Yunluo carry it, and patted the tortoise on the head: "This is the hardest creature in the East China Sea, and it will protect you well."

Bian Yunluo didn't speak, and he didn't even need to move, the arrangements had already been made by Yingzhou.

Physical contact cannot be avoided during the teaching process. Although the heavy clothes have blocked most of the touch, the heat on Bian Yunluo's face has not dissipated for a long time.

"Yes, it's good, relax a bit more, and focus forward." Ying Zaizhou was only teaching Bian Yunluo the most basic posture, and for the convenience of teaching, he didn't bring his skis.

Bian Yunluo posed stiffly, and Ying Zaizhou held his calf again: "The first point, okay, that's it, remember this movement, you can try it over there."

Ying Zaizhou also put on his skis and pulled off the ski goggles on his forehead: "I'll slide down first and wait for you in front, don't be afraid."

"Yeah." Bian Yunluo pursed his lips, nodded, and clenched the ski pole in his hand a little nervously.

Ying Zaizhou was obviously much more proficient. He slid down with ease, his movements were smooth and aesthetically pleasing, and when he stopped at the finish line, his skis shoveled up a cloud of snow and fog.

The man below raised the corner of his mouth and waved at Bian Yunluo.

Bian Yunluo tightly held the ski pole in his hand, arranged the movement that should be instructed by Zaizhou just now, and sent himself out with both arms.

The cold wind whistled past his ears, Bian Yunluo's breathing was slightly stagnant, and a sense of fear welled up in his heart.

In fact, he was not a very courageous person since he was a child, and he only learned to fight to protect his sister from being bullied, but if conditions permit, Bian Yunluo actually prefers a comfortable and relaxed life.

He would never take the initiative to participate in such exciting activities.

Bian Yunluo bit his lower lip, looking at the huge pine tree not far away, his movements gradually became stiff.

"Don't be afraid." Ying Zaizhou below probably noticed that Bian Yunluo's state was wrong, so Ying Zaizhou slid towards Bian Yunluo, and accompanied him down at his speed, "Relax your upper body, keep your center of gravity forward and don't be nervous , I'm here."

Bian Yunluo's movements gradually became smoother, and besides the howling wind, other sounds gradually mixed into his ears, which seemed to be the sound of Ying Zaizhou's breathing, the sound of snowboards rubbing against the snow, and the sound of people playing in the distance...

Surrounded by snow-covered pine trees, only shadows remain, and unknown birds fly by in the sky.

Bian Yunluo's body seemed to become lighter, and his nervousness and timidity gradually disappeared, and instead, a sense of joy welled up from the bottom of his heart.

The two stopped at the finish line at the same time, and Bian Yunluo turned to look at Ying Zaizhou beside him.

The man's eyes were obscured by ski goggles, and his black hair, which had been sprayed with hairspray, was still motionless. From the exposed lower half of his face, it could be seen that Ying Zaizhou seemed to be smiling.

"How is it?" Ying Zaizhou raised the ski goggles to his forehead and asked with a smile.

Bian Yunluo smiled, turned his head and looked into the distance, "Thank you." I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel relaxed.

"Huh? I mean, what do you think of my skating?" Ying Zaizhou showed dissatisfaction with Bian Yunluo's answer, leaned forward, and approached Bian Yunluo, "I'm handsome, I was just now."

Bian Yunluo's pupils dilated slightly behind the lenses, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, and finally he burst out laughing, nodded while laughing, and agreed with Zai Zhou's words: "Well, very handsome."

The cold wind blew, raising Bian Yunluo's dark gray hair, even if she was wearing ski goggles, she could tell that the little wife was very happy.

Although I don't know why Bian Yunluo is so happy suddenly, but Xiaojiao's wife is happy, and she is happy in Yingzhou.

"Has anyone ever praised you for looking good when you smile?" Ying Zaizhou said in a daze.

"Huh?" Bian Yunluo suppressed his smile, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ying Zaizhou, "No." Because he doesn't smile often.

This look made Ying Zaizhou feel embarrassed, and Ying Zaizhou turned his head guiltily, "It's okay if there is no one, because it's not very good-looking." Nonsense, it's obviously very good-looking.

Bian Yunluo lowered his head, moved his ski poles, and tried skiing again.

The three of them played all morning and had lunch at the ski resort. In the afternoon, Mianmian was probably tired from playing, so she clung to Bian Yunluo and didn't want to move: "Dad, I'm tired, I want to go back and build a snowman."

Mian Mian hugged Bian Yunluo's calf, resting her head on his knee, playing tricks, the little pompom on the woolen hat flickered, "Are you okay?" she coquettishly whispered in a milky voice.

"Okay." Bian Yunluo softened instantly, and forgot about the morning appointment with Ying Zaizhou to learn new moves, "Go, go back and make a snowman."

Ying Zaizhou had no chance of refusing, so the three returned to the hot spring.

On the way, Ying Zaizhou was always awkward and didn't say a word.

Bian Yunluo guessed that it was because he might not keep the agreement, which made Ying Zaizhou angry, but he couldn't find a chance to apologize in the car.

After returning, Bian Yunluo took Mianmian with him. There was a snowman piled up in the small courtyard behind their room. At some point, Ying Zaizhou disappeared.

"Father, do you think this is okay?" Mianmian patted her snow-covered cotton gloves, and inserted two dead branches into the big snowball she made, as if it were snowman's hands, "Do it again."

Mianmian pouted and rolled the snowball on the ground.

"Well, good." Bian Yunluo answered absent-mindedly, not knowing where Ying Zaizhou had gone.

Mianmian tiptoed to put the finished snowball on top of the big snowball, and pressed two small stones up, holding the snowman's head and looking left and right, no matter how she looked, she was not satisfied: "Dad, I want a nose."

Seeing that Bian Yunluo didn't respond for a long time, Mianmian poked Bian Yunluo's cheek with her cool fingers, and Bian Yunluo came back to her senses: "Huh?"

"I want a nose." Mianmian pointed to the snowman.

Bian Yunluo let go of the unshaped snow in his hand, and stood up: "Okay, let's go to the restaurant and ask if there are any carrots."

It's not meal time, there are not many customers in the restaurant, only the waiters are not cleaning.

The front desk happened to be the waiter who helped Bian Yunluo order food last night. He obviously had an impression of Bian Yunluo: "What's the matter, sir?"

"Excuse me, do you have any carrots? I want to buy a few." Bian Yunluo asked softly while holding Mianmian.

The waiter glanced at the back kitchen: "There should be some, just wait a moment and I will go to the back kitchen to ask."

Bian Yunluo touched Mianmian's head, and suddenly felt an uncomfortable gaze behind him.