In the cold winter, the night is like water, and the air you suck in is cold.

Zhao Chen's heart was hot. When he stepped into Wangzhuxuan, who had been away for many months, and saw the light coming out of the room in front, he couldn't help but smile and couldn't help but speed up his pace. If it weren't for the two maids in the yard watching, he would have wanted to run into the yard.

"Mr." Four maids, Jinshu, Jin, Dark Green Clouds and Cuiyu, saluted and changed their name to a new name. Today, the mansion has been passed down, calling Zhao Yunting Ning a master and a wife, which is different from Zhao Chen and his wife.

Zhao Chen ignored them and walked straight to the inner room. His steps were too fast and he almost ran into Madam Jiang who was greeting him.

Zhao Chen looked out at the couch outside, and there was no one. Madam Jiang smiled and said: "Mrs. I wanted to wait for the marquis outside, but my wife said it was cold outside, so she called her wife in. Now she is coaxing the lady on the kang."

It turns out that my mother is here too.

Zhao Chen paused for a moment, trying his best to calm himself down, not wanting his mother to laugh at him for wanting his wife too much.

The daughter's cheerful laughter came from inside, and Zhao Chen felt soft and could no longer help but lift the curtain and walked in.

Cancan was sitting in Ning's arms playing with the ball, so Aji was paying attention to the movement outside. Every step of Zhao Chen seemed to be stepping on her heart. As soon as Zhao Chen came in, her eyes seemed to grow on him. Looking at his dark and thin face, he looked at her gentle eyes staring at her. At that moment, Aji forgot everything, forgot that her mother-in-law and daughter were still by her side, and only her husband was left in her eyes.

Zhao Chen also looked at his wife intently. When she left, his wife had not fully recovered from her prenatal figure. Her face was a little fat, but now she has lost weight. She seems to be thinner than before she was pregnant. Fortunately, her complexion was rosy, so she did not make him feel distressed. She cried again, and the corners of her mouth were still raised, Zhao Chen couldn't help but walk closer to the edge of the kang, wanting to hug his wife first, but suddenly a slightly guarded cry came from beside her.

Zhao Chen's thoughts flew towards his daughter in an instant.

During the day, the girl whom he had seen from afar, wearing a red fox-wool cloak and a red hat, only showed a white and small face. Now, because the room was warm, her daughter was only wearing a cotton coat and a cotton pants, holding a hydrangea in her arms, and looking at him nervously and curiously with her big eyes.

Zhao Chen raised his eyes to look at the mother behind his daughter. He was looked at by his mother gently and lovingly. He quickly turned around and walked out, "I'll go ahead to change my clothes first." He was still wearing armor.

Cancan stared at the door curtain curiously.

Aji was a little puzzled, and Ning smiled at her and raised her hand to compare her eyes.

Only then did Aju realize that Zhao Chen would cry because of missing him.

"Okay, I'll feel relieved after seeing the people. You three will reunite. Let's take Cancan to see me tomorrow." Ning knew that her son couldn't see her face here, so she asked her granddaughter to find her mother. She smiled and got off the ground. Aji wanted to go down and see her, so Ning waved her hand, "You play with Cancan for a while first, I'll talk to Chengyuan in front." The couple had a way to get along with each other, and the mother and the mother also had different ways.

Aju didn't persist.

The room became quiet again, Aji smiled with satisfaction on her face and said to her daughter: "That was Dad just now. He came in later. Cancan called Daddy, okay?"

Cancan leaned in his mother's arms with the ball in his arms, not speaking, but his eyes looked at the door, as if he was also discerning the strange sound. His two little feet touched each other, and the two little foxes on his socks were vivid.

In the front yard, bathing and changing clothes, Zhao Chen had calmed down. When he went out to see his mother coming, he walked over and hugged her, "Mom, thank you for your hard work in the past six months. You know the imperial edict. When the mansion over there is repair, we will move over." This is his mother. For so many years, only the mother and son are together every day. He never thinks that it is inappropriate to act coquettishly with his mother in private.

"Okay, let me see if you have any injuries on your body?" Ning asked by pushing his son away and holding his arm.

Zhao Chen smiled and shook his head. Ning didn't believe it, but her son was old, so she couldn't take off his clothes and check it out like he did when he was a child. The wife over there was still looking forward to it. Ning didn't delay her son for too long. She looked at her son who seemed to be taller and said softly: "Go quickly and spend time with them."

"It's dark, I'll take my mother back." Of course, Zhao Chen missed his mother too. Anyway, he had a whole night to reunite with his wife and daughter. He kept sending Ning to the door of Xinlanyuan. Seeing his mother in, he finally turned around and walked back.

This time he entered the inner room without any hesitation.

Aji was left with only Huanxi, pointing at her husband to coax her daughter: "Cancan calls you dad, and calls you daddy and mom, I like you even more."

Zhao Chen stood in front of the edge of the kang and looked at his daughter expectantly.

He was tall, Cancan looked up at him, his big eyes rolled, and he looked him up and down, finally grinned, slapped the ball and shouted: "Grandfather!"

Aji was stunned.

Zhao Chen is even stupider than her.

When his daughter smiled at him, he thought his daughter remembered him. Although he knew that it was impossible, he never expected that his daughter would call for a different seniority. After a moment of stiffness, Zhao Chen rubbed his hands, took off his boots and climbed onto the kang, knelt in front of his daughter and asked her: "Cancan, take a good look, am I a father or grandfather?" He looked like the old man, but the old man was already forty years old. Is there any difference?

Cancan quickly realized that this person was not his grandfather. After all, his voice was different, but because of his familiarity, she didn't feel afraid and stared at the person.

Zhao Chen tentatively held his daughter's fat hand, kissed her, and skillfully coaxed her: "Cancan called Daddy, Daddy misses you."

Cancan blinked and turned his head to look at his mother.

Aji coaxed her encouragement, "Cancan calls Daddy, Daddy carries you on a horse."

When Cancan heard Dama, he was so happy that Jiaojiao shouted "Dad" crisply, her mouth clear.

"Good daughter!" Zhao Chen felt relieved by the sweet voice. He turned around happily and said to his wife: "Come on, I will carry you both on my back." He wanted to carry his wife and daughter.

Aji was embarrassed to play with him, so he put Cancan on his back and she supported her. Zhao Chen knew that his wife was ashamed again, so he turned his head to stare at her. The phoenix eyes were filled with light, and he could not see the anger and could only see the strong affection. Aji stared at her husband unconsciously, with a gentle face like the most beautiful flower under the light. Zhao Chen was fascinated by the eyes. Finally, Cancan was dissatisfied with him and patted him twice without moving. Then he laughed loudly and apologized, moving like a child crawling.

Grandfather and uncle had played with her. Cancan was so excited that he patted his father's back with his little hands, rubbed his little feet against his waist, and kept laughing. The family of three turned around twice, and Aji gave up first, carried his daughter down and stuffed it into Zhao Chen's arms, and gasped, saying, "You father and daughter, let's play something else, I can't do it anymore." Zhao Chen climbed simply, she had to stand on one side and stretched her arms to support her daughter, her waist was so sore.

"Why are you not promising at all?" Zhao Chen hugged his daughter and joked with her with a smile.

Aji sat opposite him and replied with a smile: "You have a great future, please coax Cancan tonight."

Zhao Chen looked at the night outside and his eyes became meaningful, "I coaxed Cancan so early, what do you want to do?"

He started to be inappropriate again. Aji thought he couldn't tell him about it. He turned around and put the two quilts down first. Of course, he didn't really want to sleep, but just put the quilt down for a while before the quilt was hot on the kang.

Zhao Chen looked at his wife's slim figure and had been indifferent for nine months. Fortunately, he was not blinded by the incident. He quickly lowered his head and tried to get to know his daughter quickly and become her father whom she didn't have to be on guard against.

Cancan didn't really recognize her child, and Zhao Chen really loved her daughter, so he wanted to agree to whatever her daughter wanted to do. The father and daughter soon played with each other and didn't know what to do. Cancan was even more happy. She liked to let her raise her to play with her the most. She was light and Zhao Chen raised her daughter without any effort. She put down her daughter first and asked her to call her father. Cancan shouted that he would lift her up as she wished.

Aji leaned against the kang and looked at him greedily. When his daughter was raised to the top of his head by Zhao Chen again, Aji encouraged: "Cancan's biological father's forehead, do you know where is the forehead?"

Of course Cancan knew that his little hand touched his father's forehead, and then pouted his mouth and leaned down. Zhao Chenxin floated up. When his daughter really kissed him on his own initiative, he thought of the lonely pillows he had spent in southern Xinjiang. He hugged his daughter tightly in his arms and murmured over and over again: "Cancan, Dad misses you, I really want you very much, I'm afraid that you won't know Dad when you come back."

The man's arms are harder than his mother's, but they are equally warmer and much wider. Cancan obediently puts them in his father's arms. In his father's gentle words, his eyelids became heavier. He rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look for his mother, "Mom, eat..."

Zhao Chen looked up and didn't understand his daughter's meaning very much.

Aji had already gotten into the bed to warm up her daughter. He explained softly when he heard this, "Cancan is going to sleep, bring it to me."

Zhao Chen steadily picked up his daughter and walked towards his wife, with a faint look. Aji was embarrassed by him. Thinking of him wanting to feed his daughter, he turned to the head of the kang after taking it. Back in his familiar arms, Cancan closed his eyes and instinctively touched his mother's clothes.

When he noticed that the man was watching from behind, Aji did not untickle her clothes like before, but whispered: "You blow up all the lights first." I was afraid that Zhao Chen would not want to, so he added, "The lights are on and can't sleep well."

"Okay." How could Zhao Chen not know his wife's little thoughts? He just didn't want his daughter to eat because the couple delayed her daughter's fullness. He jumped off the ground quickly, leaving only a lantern on his head to illuminate it, and turned off all the lamps on the table. When he walked towards the kang, he found that his daughter had already crawled into his mother's arms and ate. Zhao Chen immediately took off his clothes and crawled into his wife's quilt, supported his arms and pressed his head to look at his daughter.

I looked at my daughter, but I inevitably saw the one next to me.

Aji blushed.

Even if General Zhao didn't greet her enthusiastically and just met Zhao Chen simply, she felt weak. This was her man, a man who had been extremely close to her on countless nights, and now he had met again after a long time, he didn't have to do anything. Just a look and a rapid breath can soften her body and mind.

His big hands were put on her lap with a rougher grip. Aji trembled, lowered her eyes, and whispered: "Wait, Cancan will talk about it when he falls asleep."

"I didn't do anything." Zhao Chen put his chin on his wife's arm and laughed softly, "You're thinking too much? I just want to see us Cancan feed. Aju, Cancan grows so big, is there enough milk? It seems that she's eating you here." It's not small, but it's much smaller than when he left, but it seemed a little weak at that time, and now it looks more flexible.

Aji was blushed by his words, ignoring his dirty words, and only explained in a soft voice: "Cangcan only eats during the day, and when the spring warms up, it will be broken."

Zhao Chen looked at him with a look. His daughter just changed aside. He couldn't help but occupy the territory and said hoarsely: "It's better to break it, keep it for me." His big hand began to become dishonest.

Aji didn't dare to struggle, so she could only endure it. However, Cancan realized something was wrong today, and his big eyes slowly opened. Zhao Chen still remembered his daughter's domineeringness. Not only did he quickly withdraw his hand, he also lay behind his wife like a thief, for fear of making her angry cry.

Aji couldn't help laughing and gently patted her daughter's little shoulder: "Cancan, be good, sleep with her mother after eating."

There was only the smell of her mother's body and her gentle voice. Cancan relaxed and continued to eat with her eyes closed, making no mistakes. Aji breathed a sigh of relief and was about to help her daughter plug the corner of the quilt. Unexpectedly, before her hand touched the quilt, a big hand suddenly pulled her open collar and slowly pulled back little by little. Aji did not dare to move, so she let Zhao Chen raise her arm and take off half of the clothes, revealing the whole piece of her back.

It was a little cold at first, but when Zhao Chen's lips touched, Aji became hot.

She tried her best to maintain a motionless posture, but her heart floated with the man's movements and was about to fly out. When Zhao Chen entered the door, she noticed that Zhao Chen had a short stubble on his lips and chin. At this moment, he gently touched her, which made her tremble all over. Aji couldn't help but rub her legs, so Zhao Chen's hand followed closely.

He said nothing, but only expressed his longing for her in another way.

Aji endured the hard work. Fortunately, her daughter was full. She trembled and asked her daughter to lie flat on her small pillow. Then she lowered her head to the busy man in the quilt and said, "Go, go to your side, don't be shocked to Cancan..."

Zhao Chen continued to kiss twice before climbing up reluctantly, looking at her and said, "Go to go together."

Aji didn't dare to look at him, so he turned his head and said, "You go first, I'll pat Cancan again, and I'll go when she's asleep."

"Okay, then hurry up." Zhao Chen kissed her shoulder, kissed her cheek, hugged her and hugged her before going to his bed. He had nothing on his body, and the bed was still very cold. Zhao Chen shivered, but the coldness of the quilt not only did not stop him, but was quickly warmed up by him.

"Aji..." His wife couldn't come for a long time, and Zhao Chen called her in a low voice. Is it easy for him to have been with him for several months?

Aji did not deliberately refuse to give him it. In fact, Zhao Chen had just passed by for a while and had urged him three times. Helplessly covered the quilt for his daughter, Aji quickly got to the man's side, and still told him: "Cancan just fell asleep and was still sleeping lightly, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chen pressed his mouth to block.

The lingering kiss was like the late rain after a long drought. Aji hugged the man, hugged him tightly, and responded to him desperately.

How difficult it is to part, how cherish it now, and I wish I could just hold it together like this and never separate again.

It was probably too long since I had done it. General Zhao fought a little hasty in this battle. Fortunately, the enemy was also unfamiliar. At the end, the general won a lot of joy, and Aji was defeated. The two hugged each other and panted.

"Aji, why is your place similar to when you got married?" Zhao Chen was not very satisfied with his performance just now, and then attributed the reason to his wife's ambush on the ground too tightly.

Aji covered his mouth, not wanting to hear him say it. He was embarrassed to say that she was so anxious and rude that she felt uncomfortable.

Zhao Chen kissed her palm in a daze.

Aji was afraid of itch and had to withdraw his hand. Zhao Chen took the opportunity to say in her ear: "Wait for me to rest, and then fight again later."

Aji hugged him and hugged him in his arms. As long as he came back, she would follow him whatever he did.

"Is there a hard time?" After a brief silence, Aju asked softly, kissing him in his chest.

Zhao Chen smiled and touched her smoothly and said, "It's not particularly bitter. It's just that in summer, there's a lot of rain and hot flashes there. The mosquitoes are bigger than the two of us. The medicine applied to the neck was bitten several times. It's so red that it looks like you sucked it out. When I feel itchy, I think that the mosquito was transformed by you, and I feel much more comfortable."

"You are the mosquito." Aji angrily, but his hand couldn't help but touch his neck. He touched every place, trying to see if there were any scars. After touching this side, Zhao Chen hugged her and turned over, letting his wife lie on him, so that Aji could touch both sides. There was no scar, Aji breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could ask anything else, her hand rubbed her back to Zhao Chen's right arm but felt something strange. Aji's heart tightened, and she wanted to confirm that Zhao Chen grabbed her hand.

"Let go!" Aju said anxiously.

Zhao Chen knew that he could not hide it anymore, so he asked her to touch it while explaining: "I was cut off in June, but fortunately, the tip of the knife was cut by, leaving only a scar. Now there is nothing left, Aju, don't worry."

How could Aji not worry about a long scar?

"Turn around and show me." She couldn't do it with pain, and choked up and crawled down from him.
To be continued...