Delicate snowflakes gently sprinkled the courtyard, with soft lighting falling on a beautiful silhouette under the eaves. Who is this person with a flower-like smile?
Zhang Guoqing, who had just returned home after an evening of socializing, couldn't help but smile at the sight and quickly stepped onto the thin layer of snow carpet in the yard to come forward.
"Wife."
"Yes."
"Hahaha..." Zhang Guoqing took off his gloves, squeezed her hand, and embraced her, saying, "Really a silly wife, if I come back late in the future, just rest first."
"I can't relax until I see you."
Zhang Guoqing leaned close to her ear, "Me too; tonight will be an unforgettable night."
Zhou Jiao glanced at him playfully and then smiled softly, "Hmm, there will be a surprise."
Just as Zhang Guoqing was about to start teasing, he stepped into the living room and saw his smiling sons, realizing he missed the chance to make his little wife blush.
So this two-story small building is still too small!
