A deep longing

So when Rong Yan said that they should not ruin other people's memories, he also agreed.

Hence, the two of them discussed for a while and moved the house to the guest room next door.

The house was big enough for him to live in, so there was no need to live in the master bedroom.

Because they lived in the mountains, the temperature was much lower than in the city. It was even colder when it was dark. Once it was dark, Liancheng Yazhi closed the door. No one in the family wanted to go out again.

The night was completely dark. At night, the family sat around the table to eat hot pot. The steaming hot pot caused a thin layer of sweat to form on everyone's forehead and nose. Even Yingying, who was still drinking milk, was disobedient in Rong Yan's arms and wanted to eat.

after a lively meal, natsume's two servants went to clean up.

Liancheng Yazhi and Rong Yan took

It was already very late by the time she was done coaxing the two children.