my zepple

After eating the dumplings, Song Rou consciously carried two plates into the kitchen.

There is a thirteen sets of built-in dishwashers in the cabinet in the kitchen. Song Rou puts the tableware and cups in it, and also puts dishwashing cubes and rinse aid in it.

A dry wood fire was added to the fireplace in the living room.There are only a few faint landscape lights outside the high floor-to-ceiling windows, and the snow is falling more and more urgently under the light.

Tong Yu was sitting on the sofa with a thick sketchbook and pencils in his hands, lost his mind to the heavy snow outside for a while, then bowed his head and drew two strokes when he thought of something.

Miao Miao nestled into a ball on Tong Yu's thigh very comfortably, squinting her eyes and warming herself by the fire.

When Song Rou came out of the kitchen with two cups of hot milk, she was on the phone, and gave milk to one person and one dog separately:

The tall glass belongs to Tong Yu, and the chunky ceramic cup belongs to Miao Miao.

He said to Tong Yu: "Lactose-free, you can drink it."

After a while, the other side of the phone didn't know what to say, Song Rou looked at Tong Yu tenderly, and said to the other side of the phone: "Well, he is beside me."

Hearing the sound, Tong Yu raised his face, and the rhythm of stroking Miao Miao with his hands stopped.Miao Miao also looked up from the hollows of Tong Yu's stomach and legs, and there were still milk stains on her mouth that hadn't been licked off after drinking the milk.

Until Song Rou was about to hang up the phone, Tong Yu's dark eyes were still staring at him motionlessly.

Song Rou suppressed her voice and smiled, explaining to him: "It's my mother."

After hearing this, Tong Yu lowered his head again, and Miao Miao obediently put his furry head back on Tong Yu's palm.

There was only one dim floor lamp turned on in the room, the orange-red fire was dancing in the fireplace, and the sound of wind and snow outside and burning dry wood was drowsy.

After finishing the phone call, Song Rou lazily leaned on the sofa with her long legs spread wide.

Tong Yu couldn't help seeing the pair of rabbit slippers on Song Rou's feet, smoky pink, limbs made of plush, and beaded black eyes——

Much like the handmade felt March hare I made myself.

Song Rou pursed her lips in a good mood.These slippers were made to order by someone who took a photo of him before, and there are two pairs in total.

The room is equipped with air-conditioning, but Tong Yu still finds a blanket to put in it.A blanket less than one meter long.

Song Rou gritted her teeth and used the blanket to wrap Miao Miao into a flower dumpling and put it under the bed. When the desk lamp went out, a black shadow jumped up from under the bed, and got into the bed with ease.

Song Rou had no choice but to reach out to grab the black shadow from the bed. The black shadow was satisfied, and lay in Song Rou's arms and began to adjust his sleeping position.

The night was a howling storm.

Song Rou closed her eyes and listened to the sound of snow falling and depositing outside the window.I prayed in my heart that the snow would be as big and as long as the previous weather forecast said, and it would be better to trap him on the mountain for ten days and a half months——

Otherwise, he would have to figure out how to pretend to be sick in a few hours.

The earth-shattering dog purring sounded after a while, Song Rou sighed, and patted Miao Miao, who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

"I haven't sat on his lap yet."

"He never lay in my arms."

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I think it's better to end the previous chapter there, that's why I divided it into chapters.

I'm a little sleepy today, I'm afraid I'll oversleep later, so I'll change it in advance