A spoiled man is the best life

Chapter 74

As the New Year approaches, shops of all sizes on the street are lit with neon lights, and some shops even symbolically hang two red lanterns.

Xiaoxue floated down gently, Huo Siqian and Zhou Jianyi walked side by side, each taller than the other.

Each of them wore a scarf. Huo Siqian walked in a straight line at first, but then he walked more and more crookedly, and directly leaned on Zhou Jianyi's body. He took Zhou Jianyi's arm and stuck to him.

"Go down." Zhou Jian chased him away in a low voice.

"Don't!" Huo Sigan hugged him even tighter like a fool: "I'm cold, I'm too cold."

The kung fu of talking nonsense with open eyes is really proficient, and Zhou Jianyi picked out the clothes himself, so he wouldn't be willing to let him freeze.When he usually sleeps at night, Huo Sigan is like a stove, with so much heat, how could he not be able to handle such a low temperature.

Zhou Jian was like a mirror in his heart, knowing that Huo Siqian had started acting again.

Huo Siqian probably also thinks this excuse is not very good. Originally, because of Zhou Jianyi's star status, he was unable to hold Zhou Jianyi's hand properly on the street. When he was with Shen Yan before, both of them were very busy. As a person, Shen Yan pays attention to his image, and he must be gentle and elegant on the outside and cares about influence. Huo Siqian dare not pull him.

Well now, this night, this little snow, this atmosphere, isn't this a god-given opportunity?If you are not close at this time, when will you wait?

He wanted to cover it up and said: "It's snowing today, and it's really cold when it snows."

Zhou Jian didn't look at him for a while, the pair of bright eyes exposed outside the scarf were slightly bent into a beautiful arc, you can make it up, I think you can make a flower.

Anyway, he didn't intend to really push Huo Sigan away at the beginning.

The supermarket is not far from home, so both of them walked slowly because they were not in a hurry.

Huo Siqian is really not cold, not only not cold but also a little hot, a little child's joy in his heart.

Many, many years later, Huo Siqian will still remember the mood of that night.He has spent many Spring Festivals alone, and the happiness belongs to others, not to him.

Until being with Zhou Jianyi, the year in the cold winter became so happy that he wanted to shed tears happily. He finally knew why the New Year was good. It snowed every winter, and the winter with Zhou Jianyi Like holding a ball of warm cotton.

Soft and warm and happy.

He is cold and withdrawn, only with Shen Yan, he lives with flesh and blood, few people have loved him since he was a child, only Shen Yan dotes on him according to his temperament.

It's like making up for what he's missing.

When I was with Zhou Jianyi, I felt that nothing was enough, and I wanted to get more. On the other hand, I felt that it was very easy to be satisfied, even if it was just going out to buy food together.

Contradictory and happy.

Huo Siqian tightened Zhou Jianyi's hand, both of them were warm.This temperature makes people feel warm all over in the cold winter.

There are a lot of people in the supermarket, and many couples push shopping carts together to buy new year's goods.

Huo Siqian followed suit and pushed a shopping cart.

He has been a noble young master since he was a child, and he has never been to a supermarket to buy things in person. There are surprises and expectations in his eyes. He is still Mr. Huo, who used to have a scary aura in suits and leather shoes.

"Brother, what should I buy for the New Year?" He followed Zhou Jianyi, wanting to buy everything he saw.

Zhou Jianyi led him to the food area: "You can buy anything. Fruits, melon seeds, sugar, whatever you want to eat."

The two of them usually don't like to eat snacks, these things are really not rare.But also bought some of the same.There is nothing really missing in the house.

After going out for a stroll, Huo Siqian was finally satisfied. When he returned home, the snow had stopped. The two of them carried a bag each and walked home slowly.

"Brother." Huo Siqian suddenly called Zhou Jianyi, and Zhou Jian suddenly turned around: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, something was stuffed into his mouth, and the sweet taste overflowed between his lips and teeth.

It's a candy.

Huo Siqian had a slight smile on his face, and he pulled up the scarf: "Let's go, go home."

The taste in his mouth spread, from his mouth to his heart, Zhou Jianyi felt his heart melted, Huo Siqian might have been filmed by the heavens to cure him.

He was extremely glad that he was still alive, that he could meet Huo Siqian again, that he could still be recognized, and that he was still so happy.

After doing this again and again, it was past nine o'clock in the evening. As soon as he entered the house, Huo Siqian threw the things in his hands on the ground, together with the things in Zhou Jianyi's hands.

He couldn't wait to hold Zhou Jianyi's hand, and pressed his hand to his waist.

Zhou Jian shrank back vigorously: "Don't make trouble, your hands are cold. Don't play hooligans casually." How could he be willing to freeze Huo Siqian.

Huo Siqian didn't allow him to refuse, and insisted on sticking his hand over: "I'm not playing a hooligan, have you been pretending to be such an unscrupulous thing all day long in your heart? On the surface, it looks quite serious, do you secretly miss me every day?"

While speaking, Zhou Jianyi's hand was already stuck to his waist: "Don't move, I will warm your hands." Zhou Jianyi was afraid of freezing him, but his purpose was to warm Zhou Jianyi's hands.

Zhou Jian paused when she heard the words, her throat was a little sore: "You don't cry now?"

The distance between the two was very close, face to face, and the ambiguous atmosphere just spread out.

Huo Siqian stared at his lips: "Go for a while, it's not cold anymore." The hands around his waist were cold, and he regretted, "I shouldn't have asked you to carry things."

After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and kissed Zhou Jianyi's lips, both of them closed their eyes, Zhou Jianyi pulled his hand from Huo Siqian's waist, wrapped his arms around his back, and responded enthusiastically and eagerly.

"Brother, the sugar in the supermarket is not as sweet as the one in your mouth."