"It's been a tiring day today, let's go to bed first!"
Yintian stretched out his hand and held Qingying in his arms. He was still a little nervous when he held a woman for the first time.
While holding Qingming, his hands were still trembling slightly.
His embrace was very warm and his chest was relatively strong. When I touched him, I felt a sense of security.
Qingming fell asleep quickly, but on the contrary, he couldn't fall asleep.
The person in his arms was soft and snoring, with a burst of fragrance, but this fragrance and softness turned out to be the source of his inability to sleep.
There was a fire in his heart that suddenly burned up. Yintian felt thirsty, but he didn't know how to deal with these things.
They just stared at each other until dawn.
When Qingming woke up, her whole body was warm.
In the past, when I slept alone, my feet would feel very cold at dawn.
It's warm now, and it's really nice to have a big heater next to me.
"Are you awake? Still not asleep!?"
As soon as Qingming opened his eyes, he saw Yintian's wide-open eyes, which looked very energetic, but there were shadows under his eyes.
It looks like he didn't sleep well.
"No sleep!"
Seeing that she woke up, Yintian dared to move his body, lifted the quilt and came out.
They were all sleeping in thin underwear. It was morning, and the tall little tent below was also very eye-catching.
Yintian was a little embarrassed and quickly walked to one side to put on his clothes.
"I'm going to make breakfast outside. It's cold, so why don't you take a nap?"
After Yintian finished his instructions, he put on his clothes and went out.
Qingming was still lying under the quilt. The quilt was very warm and smelled of sunshine, which was very fresh.
Lying in it, it was very warm.
Qing Ming lay there for a while and then got up.
When he walked outside, he saw that Yintian was already busy working on the stove.
"I can't do the delicate things you make, but it should be okay."
Seeing Qingming getting up, Yintian said.
Qingming walked over and saw that he had made sweet potato porridge and steamed cornmeal buns.
When I came over, I had just finished it, and bursts of water vapor came up.
Qingming stood for a while, feeling comfortable on his face.
Seeing Yintian put the steamed buns in the bowl and a bowl of porridge, he asked Qingying to bring it to the table and eat it himself first.
Qingming sat down and ate the steamed buns.
The cornmeal is very fragrant, and there is still the taste of corn in it, which brings a refreshing fragrance to your mouth.
I took another sip of the porridge. The sweet potatoes were sweet and the stewed porridge was very soft and glutinous.
In the winter, it is very comfortable to eat this food.
Yintian packed some and brought them to the aunt's house.
After a while, he came out, sat next to Qingming, and started eating with her.
After breakfast, Yintian went out.
Qingming washed all the dishes and chopsticks, and then the aunt got up.
The two of them sat outside and basked in the sun while making cotton clothes with the cotton and floral fabrics they bought earlier.
"Mom, what should we eat for lunch?"
The two of them worked outside for a long time. Qingming saw that it was getting late and they could make lunch.
(End of chapter)