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Chapter 937 Shen Mo has changed

Lin Qingqing still looked angry. She picked up the lamb soup noodles and fed them to Lin Qingqing one bite at a time.

Then he picked up the already roasted cotton clothes and trousers and slowly helped Lin Qingqing put them on.

Lin Qingqing looked at the man squatting in front of her, slowly helping her put on her shoes: "Shen Mo, my waist is so sore."

Shen Mo had eaten and drank enough, with a satisfied smile on his face. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "It's all my fault, let me rub it for you."

Lin Qingqing didn't expect that Shen Mo would become like this. He had never been like this before. Even if Lin Qingqing deliberately teased him or said something like this, Shen Mo would just blush and remain silent.

Shen Mo's changes are being reflected bit by bit. Lin Qingqing likes his changes, as if Shen Mo is becoming more and more pyrotechnic because of Lin Qingqing's existence.

At this time, there was thick snow outside. Lin Qingqing was wearing a thick cotton coat, and her eyes became excited when she saw the snow.

Shen Mo took the little girl's hand and said softly: "It's easy to slip in the snow, and the yard is relatively big. I'll move a small bench later, and you can just sit in the main room and watch."

Lin Qingqing: "..."

Lin Qingqing was helpless. No matter how he told Shen Mo, Shen Mo still thought she was like a fragile doll and refused to let her play outside.

Lin Qingqing sat in the main room angrily, her face flushed, instructing Shen Mo to build a snowman for him.

As soon as Shen Mo got stronger, he built a very big snowman, and then according to Lin Qingqing's request, he took out a carrot from the cellar to use as a nose.

Lin Qingqing was very happy to see the huge snowman. He sat in the warm hall and felt the

With the breath of winter.

Because of the snow, most people stayed at home and no one went out.

In fact, Gao Zhihao and Zhang Jiumei were also sitting at home. Last night, due to Gao Zhihao's repeated strong request, the two slept in separate rooms.

Zhang Jiumei strongly disagrees with this, but Gao Zhihao insists that the progress between the two is too fast. He respects Zhang Jiumei very much, so he must let the two get along and cultivate their relationship before they can truly sleep together.

Zhang Jiumei felt that what Gao Zhihao said was very reasonable, and felt that Gao Zhihao was different and not like the two rotten men she married before.

In fact, those two men didn't like him at all, but they always blew out the candles every night and did those things in a hurry.

When Zhang Jiumei woke up in the morning and saw the snow, she diligently cleaned the yard, then went to the kitchen to steam some steamed buns and made some corn paste with cornmeal.

Gao Zhihao was already sleeping in, and Zhang Jiumei gave him a thicker quilt yesterday, so he slept particularly soundly that night.

When he woke up, he smelled the fragrance of steamed buns.

He swallowed silently, holding down his growling stomach, and suddenly felt that maybe marrying Zhang Jiumei wasn't such a stupid decision.

But when he entered the main room and looked away from the steamed buns to see Zhang Jiumei, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.

If Zhang Jiumei were better-looking, not so dark and not so strong, maybe he could endure his nausea and say some sweet words.

Now when he says some disgusting words to Zhang Jiumei, he always stumbles over his words.

Will be interrupted because of seeing Zhang Jiumei's face.