She's waiting for me there.

Christmas Eve in the north is not as lively as in the south, and the same goes for Christmas the next day.

There are fewer business activities and entertainment activities.

After all, no one wants to stand outside in the cold.

The two sisters arrived at the flower shop early in the morning and were busy all morning before they finally finished processing all the orders.

"Phew, so tired."

Qing Ning slumped on the sofa, looking at the account book in her hand and laughing foolishly.

It makes me happy to see the little money I earn. A net profit of several thousand yuan in just one morning is already a lot.

I underestimated the spending power of college students. I thought there wouldn't be too many people coming.

As a result, the bouquets displayed in front were sold out quickly, and even the flower beds in the backyard were almost empty.

Qingxue sat beside her and took the account book and took a look at it.

"Very good. I didn't expect a flower shop could make so much money."

Qing Ning hugged her sister's arm and put her head on her shoulder.

"Business is only good these few days. Normally, I can only make enough to pay for water and electricity. It's still difficult to live on this."

Qingxue poked her forehead and said with a smile: "Who expects to live like this? Isn't making money a blessing?"

"Yeah, that's right. I wonder how long he'll be busy today before he can come over."

"Miss him?"

"No more." The girl buried her head in the softness and felt very comfortable.

"Haha, you still say no, it's written all over your face."

"You're talking about me, aren't you the same? Last night you insisted on standing up, but you lay down in just a few minutes."

Qingxue reached out and pinched the girl's face: "You are so good, but you are not as good as me in terms of timing. If you were not held by me, you would have fallen down long ago."

The two sisters exposed each other's shortcomings, and it eventually turned into a big fight.

There were endless ways to do it, such as tickling and spanking, and laughter was heard all the time.

In the end, the girl was exhausted and was pressed down on the sofa by Qingxue.

"This round doesn't count, you're cheating, if you can make me... um~~~"

Qingxue bit the girl's upper lip with her teeth and asked in a vague voice: "Cover it up or not~~~"

"Ah."

Qing Ning immediately became obedient.

The girl encountered a female hooligan and was subdued instantly.

"Huh." Qingxue held her hands and stood up, smacking her lips: "It's quite sweet, did you eat some candy secretly?"

"No."

"I don't believe it. Let me see."

Finally, Qingxue smiled sweetly and planted a few strawberries in the girl's private parts, then lay down on the sofa and let her go.

When two women don't distinguish between you and me, they can do anything in private.

So lily and the like are more easily accepted.

Of course, the two sisters don’t have any hobbies in this regard, they just have a good relationship to a certain extent.

Sometimes I don’t know how to express myself, so when things get weird I get so crazy.

It doesn't matter anyway. I've gotten used to it when playing in a three-person team.

"worn out."

Qing Ning grumbled in dissatisfaction, then took her sister's arm and lay on it, hugged her slim waist with both hands, and nestled in her arms.

Qingxue tilted her head and kissed the girl on the forehead, then patted her body gently. This habitual action continued for many years.

When Qingxue picked her up, she would repeat this action every day.

Qing Ning rubbed against her arms again, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

I don't know when it started snowing outside again.

Snowflakes fluttered down, covering the streets with a layer of silver-white coat.

The two sisters hugged each other like they did every winter.

It’s just that the mood and environment have changed drastically.

In fact, they all hate winter because it is too cold at that time.

The heating effect of the old house is very poor. Even if a layer of plastic is put on the windows, the wind will still blow in.

I remember one year it was particularly cold and Qingning caught a cold. The two sisters covered themselves with two layers of quilts, but their teeth were still chattering from the cold.

Qingxue hugged her frail sister tightly and said, "I'll go turn on the electric heater."

As she was about to get up, Qing Ning pulled her hard and said weakly, "Sister... Sister, no need, I'm fine."

She knew that there was very little money left at home, and if she used all the money to pay the electricity bill, she might go hungry this month.

Qingxue turned around and hugged her sister tightly again, saying with tears in her eyes: "It's all my fault that I'm incompetent. I made you suffer so much."

Qing Ning reached out and wiped the tears from her face, and said with a smile: "Sister, what are you talking about? If you hadn't brought me out, I might be dead now."

"Quick, bah! Stop talking nonsense about life and death."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh!" Qing Ning forced a smile and agreed with her sister.

"Sister, hold me tighter."

"Ah."

"Do you think we can live in a house that isn't cold in the future? The kind where we don't have to pay too much for electricity?"

"Of course it will. Maybe it will be so hot that you won't feel cold even in your pajamas."

Qing Ning's head felt a little dizzy, and her voice became smaller and smaller.

But I still asked curiously: "Will we be able to eat our fill every day in the future, like having two steamed buns for every meal?"

"Silly girl, who would still eat steamed buns when they have money? At least have some hot soup."

"It makes me happy just thinking about it. Maybe in the winters to come, we'll hug each other like this, looking at the snow outside the window, and won't worry about these trivial matters anymore."

"That day will come, and I will still hold you like this." Qingxue kissed her hard on the forehead.

The two sisters survived the winter of that year.

I just suffered a little, of course, this is just "some" in the eyes of my sisters.

A long time passed.

Qingxue hugged her sister tightly, looked at the scenery outside the window, and said softly: "I want to go back to the company."

The girl immediately opened her eyes and looked at her: "Are you not happy here?"

"happy."

"Then why go back?"

"Because I'm happy, I want to go back."

Qingxue said something incoherent, but Qingning already understood the reason.

"Sister, are you still worried?"

Qingxue shook her head: "I am very relieved about Chen Yun, but I still want to help him at this time. Everyone gets tired, and I don't want him to be too tired."

"He won't agree."

"I know that, but let's discuss it slowly, in the evening..."

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door.

"welcome."

Qingxue thought someone came to buy flowers and quickly stood up.

"Hello, may I ask..."

When she saw the face of the woman who came in, her expression suddenly turned cold.

"Song Shuiyao?"

Song Xiaoyao put away her umbrella and looked at Qingxue with fiery eyes.

"Just call me Little Demon, are you surprised that I..."

"Hello, this is 110. Someone's breaking into a house. Please come over."

Qingxue picked up the phone and called the police directly.

Song Xiaoyao was dumbfounded.

Is this family member suffering from some serious illness?

It’s enough that Chen Yun is a mental patient, why is his wife also like this?

How can you call the police right away?

It's okay if you wait until I finish speaking.

Song Xiaoyao stopped her hand in mid-air, wanted to say something, opened her mouth several times, and then closed it again.

What the hell are you talking about?

(PS: It’s the first day of the month, please give me some gifts. I want to be on the list. Thank you all my readers.)

Lime