I love the harem with my sweet mouth

The first snow in winter is earlier than usual.

The sky was gloomy, with large groups of dark clouds piled up in the sky like lead stones, and the north wind whizzed past. In the evening, snow particles began to fall, hitting the roof and bricks with crackling noises.

After Han Qingyang finished dealing with everything, he opened the window and saw that the ground was already covered with a layer of frost and snow.

The snow gradually became heavier, and the feather-like snowflakes danced in the night with the north wind. Han Qingyang stretched out his hand out of the window, and the falling snow felt cold and wet in his palm.

Duozi swept the snow off his body on the porch, and then opened the door and entered the house, but he saw the window was open as soon as he entered the house, he exclaimed, and hurried forward to close the window.

"Master, I feel better now, but I don't dare to catch the cold anymore."

Duofu hurriedly took a cloak and put it on him, and stuffed the hand stove into his arms.

Han Qingyang looked at the two of them with a smile, "What are you doing? I'm not made of porcelain. If I blow a little wind, I'll get sick after seeing the snow for a while."

Duozi tilted his head and said "bah" three times.

"Master, you have nothing to do tonight, so go to bed early after supper. I will accompany you to enjoy the snow tomorrow."

Han Qingyang nodded.

These days he was busy with disaster relief work, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and even fell ill two days ago, his face was very pale at that time, but it really scared Qi Meng.

Therefore, the number of things sent to him in the past two days was much less, let alone the people who came to him.

Qi Meng personally sits in town, guarding the outside of the small courtyard.

There were Duozi and Duofu staring inside, not allowing him to do this, not allowing him to do that, making Han Qingyang dumbfounded.

Han Qingyang lay on the bed after washing, but he didn't feel very sleepy, talking to Duozi and Duofu casually.

Fortunately, he came to Yongzhou one step earlier. Although it is winter now, most of the victims have been properly resettled. As long as they can survive this winter, the lives of ordinary people will gradually get back on track next year.

There was the sound of "rustling" snow outside, and occasional "beeping" sounds from the charcoal basin in the house.

In order to prevent Han Qingyang from freezing, Duofu added two more charcoal pots. Now the whole room is warm like spring. There are two pots of narcissus on the long table by the window, and white flowers are blooming among the lush green leaves. Fragrant bursts.

Han Qingyang subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the side of the bed, who knew nothing, and only smiled wryly.

"You still remember that when we were in Dajin, we would hide in the house and roast yams, chestnuts, and peanuts every time it snowed heavily, and we would go out to play in the snow when the snow stopped."

Dove also laughed.

"Why don't you remember? In the past, master Qinglang was the most reckless. If he lost a snowball fight, he would sit in the snow with red eyes and refuse to get up. He had to win once before giving up. Master, you will let him go. Let him hit the snowball twice."

Duozi showed the color of memory.

"Master, tomorrow I'll ask Qi Meng to find some yams and chestnuts. Let's roast them and eat them, just like we did in Dajin before. After eating, we'll build snowmen and have snowball fights in the yard."

The more they talked, the more excited they became, and they just wished they could do it right away.

Listening to their voices, Han Qingyang felt calm and happy in his heart. This was the stable life he had been looking forward to for half his life, and it would be even better if Zhou Yanzong could be by his side at this time.

He wrapped the quilt tightly, curled himself into a ball, and fell into a deep sleep.

......

Duozi and Duofu heard the sound of even breathing coming from inside, so they whispered out.

As soon as the two of them reached the moon gate, they saw someone walking quickly from the shadows, and there was a slight friction sound between the actions of the armor. Before the two of them could react, Zhou Yanzong had already arrived.

As soon as the matter in the frontier was over, Zhou Yanzong rushed over impatiently.

In the past few days, he has been traveling day and night, just to see the person he misses earlier.

"he has slept?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse.

Duofu saluted, "Just fell asleep, why did my uncle come back at this time? If the master knows that you are back, he will be very happy."

Duozi was in a hurry to go back to the room to wake up Han Qingyang.

But Zhou Yanzong dissuaded him: "Let him rest well, I just want to be gentle on my hands and feet."

He lightly took off his armor on the porch, then carefully opened the door and entered the house.

The room is warm and has a faint fragrance.

He walked to the charcoal basin, stretched out his hands and put them on top of the charcoal basin. After the chill on his body dissipated, he opened the curtain and walked towards the inside.

The people on the bed curled up into a small ball.

Zhou Yanzong raised the corners of his lips when he saw his sleeping posture.Sure enough, as the letter said, Han Qingyang couldn't even sleep soundly without his small stove.

Han Qingyang didn't sleep much these days, so it was rare that he could go to bed early today.

After dazedly noticing a slight movement, he turned over while muttering, and buried himself in the quilt.

Zhou Yanzong simply washed up, then took off his coat and went to bed.

Xu Shi felt the familiar temperature. As soon as Zhou Yanzong lay down, the person next to him got into his arms, rubbed against his arms like a kitten, and found a comfortable position to lie down on. with.

"Zhou Yanzong, you are finally back, do you know that I miss you, if you don't come back, the bed will never be hot..."

He muttered, stuffing his feet between Zhou Yanzong's legs.

"I don't care, you promised to help me with my feet."

There was a deep smile in Zhou Yanzong's eyes.

How could his Qing Yang be so cute?

Han Qingyang stared in confusion, and touched Zhou Yanzong's strong waist twice, but he must have opened his eyes suddenly after dreaming, facing Zhou Yanzong's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Zhou Yanzong reached out and clasped his slender waist, pulled him into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his lips that he thought about day and night.

"Since Qingyang misses me so much, why didn't he say it in the letter?"

Han Qingyang's face burned so badly that his whole body became hot, as if he had a high fever.

I haven't seen him for several months, but Zhou Yanzong seems to have lost some weight, and the curvature of his jaw has become more three-dimensional.

Han Qingyang reached out to caress his face, his fingertips passed over his eyes, tall nose and thin lips, and finally settled on his chin, his beard was a little prickly, and a slight numbness came through his fingertips.

"Why are you back? How long will you stay here? Do you want to go back? Things in the frontier..."

He had many questions to ask, and many things to say, but before he finished speaking, his lips were blocked again, and the man's breath instantly enveloped him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Zhou Yanzong hugged him tightly and buried his face in his neck. He took a deep breath. It was the smell that belonged to Han Qingyang. This smell made him feel at ease and relaxed. He was originally nervous The tense nerves immediately turned into nothing after feeling the softness of the person in his arms.

He rubbed against his neck.

"It's better to stay here."

It's not that Yongzhou is better than Biandi, in the first half of his life, any place in this world was no different from Biandi, but ever since he had a concern and bond, any place in this world with Han Qingyang, is the best place.

Han Qingyang was a little out of breath from being strangled by him.

"Let go, I'm about to be strangled to death by you. If I die, where can you find such a good wife as me, who can warm your bed and handle political affairs for you."

Zhou Yanzong's strong and powerful arms added some strength.

"Not loose. If you die, I will die with you. Regardless of life or death, you will never escape from my side."

What he said was extremely domineering.

Han Qingyang reached out and hooked his neck, and pecked lightly on his lips.

"Zhou Yanzong...I miss you so much...I miss you countless times every day, even in a dream..."

He choked up as he spoke.

Zhou Yanzong's heart ached so badly, he let go of his hands quickly, bowed his head and kissed his eyes.

"Is someone bullying you these days when I'm not here? Tell me, and I'll clean them up for you." Those who dared to bully Zhou Yanzong, these people are probably tired of their jobs.

And Qi Meng, he will be the first to settle accounts with him tomorrow.

Just now, when he hugged Han Qingyang's waist, he lost weight again.

It seems that Qi Meng took his words as deaf ears.

At this moment, Qi Meng, who was sleeping, suddenly sneezed and woke up abruptly. He had just dreamed that Zhou Yanzong was chasing him with a knife, and he was still shouting "give me back my wife's flesh".

Qi Meng smiled wryly, and lay down again.

If it is true that he is thinking day by day and dreaming at night, his ninth brother is also true, didn't he just lose a few taels of meat?Is it worth chasing after him in his dream to settle accounts with him?

This Han Qingyang gave Zhou Yanzong an angry look.

"Aside from you, who else would dare to bully me?"

The second monk Zhang Yanzong was puzzled.

He was in the border area, and the two of them were far apart, even if he wanted to bully him, it would be beyond his reach.

Seeing his blank look, Han Qingyang burst out laughing.

"Zhou Yanzong, you are so cute."

The majestic general who killed countless people was praised as cute. Zhou Yanzong felt that he couldn't hold back his face. He turned over and pressed him under him. After a long and deep kiss, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Am I cute?"

Han Qingyang was panting slightly, and there was mist in his eyes.

He slid into the bed against his body.

Zhou Yanzong groaned from his throat, "You asked for this."

......

After a hearty fight, Han Qingyang nestled in Zhou Yanzong's arms, enjoying the enthusiasm of the reunion after a long absence.

His fingertips lightly brushed across his strong chest.

Zhou Yanzong squeezed his hand in his palm, "Don't move around."

Han Qingyang leaned in his arms.

"Zhou Yanzong, enjoy the snow with me tomorrow, okay?"

Zhou Yanzong kissed his finger.

"it is good."

Han Qingyang asked again, "Zhou Yanzong, when the new year comes, let's watch the year together, okay?"

Zhou Yanzong replied.

"it is good."

Han Qingyang was so tired that he blinked his eyelids.

"Zhou Yanzong, let's grow old together like this, okay?"

Zhou Yanzong answered extremely quickly.

"it is good!"

Han Qingyang muttered to sleep, "Even though everyone says you are a cold-blooded wolf, in my eyes, you are also a cute wolf. Zhou Yanzong, what should I do? I find that I love you more and more... ..”

A shallow breathing sound came from his arms, Zhou Yanzong tilted his head and kissed his smooth forehead.

"I love you too."

Previously, time and place had no meaning to him.

Now that there is a loved one, everything has expectations.

He wanted to be with Han Qingyang, no matter where he was, even now he began to look forward to the New Year coming soon, so that they could watch the New Year together, prepare the New Year's Eve dinner together, and...

The author has something to say: Zhou. Cute. Yanzong: My daughter-in-law's mouth is so sweet, and her mouth is even sweeter.