After Chao Lian left, snowflakes began to float down outside.
Qiao Duo'er simply pushed open the window, wondering what she had been doing in her last life to never have discovered how beautiful the snowscape could be, as pure and romantic as a fairytale world.
"Take this, don't freeze," said Tan Zhenghong as he stuffed the warmer into Qiao Duo'er's arms and brought over a cotton-padded jacket to drape over her.
Qiao Duo'er's bright eyes stared straight at Tan Zhenghong, looking like a child who had just found a new toy.
In an indifferent voice, Tan Zhenghong said, "Don't go out to play in the snow."
His wife naturally tended toward cold constitution, and with the freezing weather outside, playing in the snow would only make her condition worse, not to mention that it was a special period now.
Rolling her eyes, Qiao Duo'er quipped, "You're almost like the roundworm in my stomach."
