The street below was clearly visible in the hazy light and shadow, with pedestrians hurrying by, leaving footprints of varying depths on the snow-covered streets.

You lean forward slightly, hands on the windowsill, gazing out the window and sighing, "Did angels shed their wings, showering down like this for free..."

Qin Che chuckled at your unique description. He walked to your side, his gaze also fixed on the window: "Looks like it won't stop tonight..."

You turn your head to look at him: "So certain?"

Qin Che shrugged, his expression natural: "I also know the road is slippery and driving would be dangerous. It's getting late, and my night vision isn't good."

"Huh?" You looked confused. "If you said driving on a snowy night is dangerous, that's reasonable. But you said you have poor night vision, hahaha, Qin Che, you're really funny..."

This guy can see the fine hairs on your cheeks perfectly well, even in the dark.

But he's come up with such a lame excuse, what can you say?

Okay, then I'll cooperate...

"But then again, it's true, this kind of weather looks like it could easily cause traffic accidents, and I don't want to be stuck in traffic in this heavy snow." You frowned slightly, your eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

Qin Che's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile, and he nodded: "That makes sense."

You tilt your head, pretending to think: "So, it seems the best option is for us to stay here overnight?"

Qin Che crossed his arms, remaining noncommittal: "It's up to you."

"Although I couldn't go on the tour today, it seems pretty good to spend the night in a new place."

Your gaze falls, sweeping across the windowsill covered with a thin layer of dust.

I thought it was just a temporary rest to avoid the snow, so I didn't pay much attention to it.

But since we're going to stay here, we should at least tidy up a bit.

"Then... Qin Che, let's do a thorough cleaning!"

Upon reflection, it seems I've never actually done this with Qin Che before.

You're either going to Qin Che's high-end hotels, or to his secret locations or villas.

I don't think I've ever actually cleaned the house.

Speaking of something similar, that seems like a very distant memory.

You and Qin Che once tidied up and decorated your "simple" "home" together...

Just do it!

Fortunately, the house wasn't completely empty.

There are still some simple cleaning tools available.

"Qin Che, I can't reach it here..."

You stand on the chair, trying to reach the tattered spiderweb hanging high up, but you just can't quite reach it.

Qin Che stopped wiping the table, casually tossed the rag aside, walked over in a few steps, and steadily picked you up in his arms.

His voice was deep, with a hint of amusement: "And now?"

"A little higher."

Qin Che changed his position, lifting you directly onto his shoulder, hooking one of your thighs with one hand, and letting you sit on his shoulder: "Like this?"

You hold his neck with one hand, and with the other hand you hold a feather duster and sweep it upwards.

"Alright, stand still and don't move..."

"Go a little to the left, there are some over there too."

Qin Che listened to your instructions and slowly moved to the position you wanted.

"This is fine... Wait, Qin Che, don't touch there! It tickles!"

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