traditional marriage abo

It was a cloudy and snowy day, and thick gray clouds were piled up in the sky, falling heavily.Small flakes of snowflakes fell densely, were blown up by the cold wind, and gathered into a small whirl in mid-air.

A thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, and the leaves of the forest not far away were withered, leaving only black branches, which were dyed the same color by the white snow covering them.

The temperature outside was already more than ten degrees below zero, but there were several large heaters in the attic, warming the entire second floor of the wooden house comfortably.The light coming in from the windows alone is actually dim throughout the day, so the lights on the top and bottom of the wooden house are always on, and it's hard to tell what time it is.

A white arm suddenly protruded from the warm blanket, and then another, Fa'an stretched without showing his head, and then moved his small body to arch himself out.

His long hair was messed up in sleep, and the blond frizz was up a lot.His cheeks were flushed, his eyes were not fully opened, he clenched his fists and rubbed his eyes for a long while, then wiped his face again, only then did he wake up.

Faan went to see his admiral as soon as he woke up. Andre's schedule was very regular, but in order to accompany his little fiancée to concentrate on completing this trip, the admiral had already completed all the work and arrangements that needed to be done in advance. In the past few days, it's rare to indulge my biological clock and sleep until I wake up naturally like Fa'an.

Gently tapped the tip of the general's nose who was still sleeping, Fa'an sat on the bed and looked at him and laughed silently for a while, then moved his head to the window to watch the falling snow outside.

He leaned against the window, and pressed his forehead against the cold glass. His body shivered because of the temperature, but he didn't move his head away.

The hot air exhaled from the mouth and nose caused a layer of water mist to float on the window. Fa'an looked at the snow scene outside the window and suddenly felt a heavy weight on his shoulder.Andre's warm body came up from behind, and the quilt pulled by the general wrapped them both together. When Fa'an turned his head, the other party kissed the corner of his lips.

"morning."

Andre's voice was a little hoarse with the laziness after a long sleep.With a smile, Fa'an wrapped his arms around his neck under the quilt, and rubbed the other's cheek with his messy hair.

"It's getting late, Andre!" Fa'an said, "It's already past noon!"

Andre raised one eyebrow slightly, as if he was a little surprised, but he didn't care much.He hugged the soft and warm Omega in his arms, covered Fa'an's belly with his palms, and asked.

"Are you hungry?"

Shaking his head honestly, Faan tugged at LaAndré's arm to let him look out the window.The admiral turned his head and saw the endless falling snow at a glance, and then saw the love heart drawn by the little fiancee on the white mist in the corner of the window.

The plump and round ones had already faded a lot, and soon disappeared with the mist dissipating.

Andre's eyes softened, his palm reached into the hem of Fa'an's jacket, and a small heart was drawn on his stomach with his fingertips.

Fa'an itched and giggled.

The two hugged each other by the window and watched the snow for a long time, and a thought suddenly came to Fa'an's mind.

"Andre." He softened his voice, "We've been staying in the cabin for several days."

"boring?"

When Andre asked this question, he had already started to look up other entertainment facilities on the tourist star, but Fa'an quickly stopped him.

"no."

"I mean..." Fa'an covered Andre's terminal with his hand, and said seriously, "I think we don't have enough firewood."

Andre looked at him, and then his eyes fell into the ice and snow world outside, and he was silent for a while.

"You want to collect firewood?"

"You are so smart!" Fa'an happily kissed the general.

He stuck out a finger to poke the black woods outside the window, and said loudly, "We'll go there! Maybe we can dig the nuts that the squirrels hid!"

"..."

The general finally agreed to Fa'an's request, but when he got up, he told his little fiancée to "stop reading so many fairy tales" while getting dressed.

All squirrels are freezing to death in this weather.

They had a hot lunch in the wooden house first, using the small iron pot in the hall. Although there are more modern kitchen utensils, Fa'an is now obsessed with this simple way of processing food.

Of course, when they lit the fire, they couldn't help seeing the dry logs piled high along the wall against the fireplace, but Faan had a thick face, his face did not change, and he was not at all embarrassed!

After eating, the two of them put on the snow suits that they only wore once, and Fa'an wore many layers inside, which looked like a dumpling.Both his and Andre's snow suits were dark blue. The admiral went to the warehouse to find two backpacks, and carried one by himself, while the other lifted Fa'an's arm to help him put his fat arm into the straps. It was firmly fixed on Fa'an's back.

Fa'an was still very excited. He followed Andre, and when the general opened the door of the wooden house, he passed the opponent and stepped out of the door first.

The howling wind and snow mixed with fine hailstones suddenly smashed people's faces!

"Alas……"

Fa'an subconsciously closed his eyes, and quietly took a step back after the wind and snow passed.

——then was pushed out by the admiral in the back basket.

Andre's strength was not strong enough to make Fa'an accidentally fall down, but he was also very firm. Fa'an was forced to move into the area where the wind and snow were raging, and heard the sound of the wooden door belt closing behind him.

"Why are you doing this?" He turned around and glared at the admiral angrily.

"What you say, do it."

Andre smiled lightly and pinched Fa'an's cheek.

"...Okay." Fa'an muttered, and began to walk towards the woods, "Why do you think it's not that far away when you look upstairs?"

He was dressed in round clothes and wobbled slightly from side to side when he walked, looking like some kind of juvenile penguin.Andre followed unhurriedly, listening to Fa'an's muttering complaints, with a smile in his eyes all the time.

It is necessary to do what you say - the admiral himself is indeed like this, but he is not so strict with his little fiancee.This time, forcing Fa'an to carry out the proposal of picking firewood is actually a change of mind after seeing Fa'an put on the snow suit again.

So cute.

No matter how Fa'an looked at it, the actual distance between the wooden house and the woods would not change.Fa'an walked for a while, and when he stopped, he was pushed against the basket by the admiral, and he arrived in a short while.

The trees here are different from those on the main star, the branches are especially black, and the bark is hard, you may mistake it for rough iron under your palms.

"Wow...Andre." Fa'an had a surprised expression on his face, "These trees are so hard! I've never seen anything like this before!"

"In a place where it snows all the time, do you think they can have a chance to grow green leaves?"

"Occasionally the snow will be a little smaller, and occasionally the snow will stop."

Like Fa'an, Andre put his palms on the tree trunk, "As long as life is alive, it will always seize the opportunity to bloom."

The admiral's tone was flat, but there was awe of nature's creation in his eyebrows and eyes. He stood with Fa'an under the tree for a while, and quickly withdrew his hand and took Fa'an to pick up firewood.

"Put on your gloves." Andre reminded Fa'an.

The moment he touched the tree with his hands, Fa'an's fingers were already red from the cold.Because they always stay in the wooden house, they have not been wearing gloves before, and now they can't.

"This glove is so thick."

The gloves were taken from the spikes in the wooden house. They were thick black leather gloves filled with fleece. After putting them on, Faan shook the palm of his hand, feeling that his hands could not close.

"Is it convenient to pick firewood like this?"

Andre listened to Fa'an's innocent question, his chest trembled and he let out a low laugh, "Let's talk when you can find firewood."

"...What are you doing?" Fa'an turned his head, "You look down on me!"

"I do not have."

Andre coaxed him.

"I've seen it."

Fa'an hummed unhappily. He looked around and suddenly said to the general, "I want to challenge you!"

"Oh?" Andre was aroused, "What is the challenge?"

"We split up!"

Fa'an waved his hand domineeringly, "One hour, let's see who picks the most wood in the end!"

Andrei looked at him with interest.

"Quickly agree." Fa'an bumped into him with his fat body, "Aren't you afraid?"

The provocative general laughed, and slowly nodded under the urgent gaze of his young fiancee.

"Yes, yes."

He said, "But aren't you afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Fa'an was at a loss.

"There will be beasts."

"Hey, there won't be any!" Fa'an immediately interjected, and said triumphantly, "Don't try to scare me...Travel Star will definitely ensure the safety of tourists. Besides, even wild animals hibernate in this kind of weather, no will come out."

"Indeed it is."

Andre responded, and suddenly said, "Then what if there are ghosts?"

Fa'an was taken aback, and asked reflexively.

"what?"

Andre stopped talking, just smiled and looked up at the sky.

"It's nothing." With his back on his back, he followed Fa'an's challenge and turned and walked in the other direction. "I promise, I will compete with anyone who will pick more firewood."

As Andre's figure gradually faded away, Fa'an subconsciously took a step in the direction he was walking, and quickly realized that he stood still in place.

"Okay." Fa'an said to himself, "The challenge has begun."

However, Andre's words before he left came to his ears, his heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and Fa'an clenched his fists bitterly.

"What kind of bad A is this?"

He opened his legs, walked in his direction and said, "Why are you so scary?"

Fa'an cheered himself up in his heart, thinking that Andre must have frightened him because he was afraid of losing.Thinking of this, he decided to overcome his fear and burrow into the densest forest, his eyes quickly searching for firewood that might exist under the tree.

As he went deeper and deeper, the surrounding light gradually dimmed, and indeed he found some firewood.

Fa'an bent down to put the snow-soaked branches into the basket. When picking up firewood, the snow on the ground seemed to move, which surprised Fa'an.

He calmed down and looked at the snow field again, and found that the snow surface was very calm.It was either his psychological effect just now, or he touched the snow somewhere when he leaned over, and he was completely scaring himself.

"It's all Andre's fault..."

Fa'an couldn't help grinding his teeth, the next moment, a hoarse cry suddenly sounded in the woods, like a disturbed bird.Fa'an raised his head subconsciously, but he didn't see any birds in his eyes, and there was no sound of frightened birds flying in the forest.

But the birdsong continued.

The voice was hoarse and low, like scratching stubborn bark with a hook.Fa'an's heart beat faster with this sudden cry, and he stood motionless until the sound disappeared.

He swallowed, remembering Andre's previous actions, and involuntarily moved his gaze to the sky.

It should have been a sunny afternoon, but the sky was gloomy, the dark clouds pressed down, and most of the light was blocked behind the clouds, leaving only a gloomy light.

And after the light fell into the woods, it was cut and torn into pieces by the crossing branches extending upwards, and the fragmentary shimmer made the woods look deep and mysterious.Fa'an stared at those sharp black branches, strangely seeing the hideous tone.

"What if there are ghosts?" Andre said before.

Fa'an's heart was beating wildly, and the hairs on his back under the thick clothes stood on end. Just as he was about to pull out his legs to find Andre, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps from behind, and there was a burst of force from his side, and Fa'an suddenly Shout out!

"Ahhhhh!!"

He was thrown to the ground, his back fell into the soft snow, with something on the back of his head.

The rattan pannier was crushed and deformed. Fa'an yelled with his eyes closed, and vented his fear at the top of his voice, when he heard a familiar laughter from above.

Fa'an belatedly closed his mouth.

He opened one eye, and sure enough, he saw the admiral looking at him with a smile.

"Why is it you!" Fa'an's eyes were wet with fright, and he changed his words immediately after speaking, "No, why are you like this!"

"It was you who told me that there were ghosts. I was always afraid when I was picking wood. You are still here to scare me now!"

His voice trembled, and he hammered Andre's chest with his fist angrily.After a pause, I couldn't help asking, "Did you hear the birds chirping when you were picking up wood? It was so scary."

"heard it."

Andre said: "I called."

Faan's eyes widened.

Andre laughed again.

"I've been following you."

Fa'anke, who finally understood, was furious!

"You bastard!"

He clenched his fists with both hands and slammed them on Andre, splashing them like light raindrops on the admiral for a long time, then holding the snow on the ground and waving towards Andre without breath.

"What kind of A are you! You are too bad...too bad, too bad!" Fa'an blushed with anger, "Why are you still so childish after being an admiral? You know how to scare others!"

Andre let him beat himself for a long time without pain, and apologized on the snow suit that Fa'an had sprinkled with snow.

"I'm sorry." The admiral said happily, "This time you won the wood picking competition."

Fa'an was really mad at him.

"This... What kind of competition are you thinking about! Now it's your question to scare me!"

"sorry."

Andre was kind and generous, "I won't scare you next time."

Fa'an was still angry, muttering "childish".

"I'm not naive to others." Andre lowered his head, and the tip of his nose touched Fa'an's, which had become cold, and touched affectionately, "Just to my fiancée."

Fa'an's face slowly turned red, and he insisted on speaking.

"The O who married you is so pitiful..."

"Yes."

Andre and Fa'an looked at each other, and slowly bent the end of his eyes. One hand was resting on the back of Fa'an's head, and the other hand that was originally resting on the snow came out from the glove, showing a warm smile. He rubbed Fa'an's cheek with his fingertips against the heat.

"Let me see which little O is so pitiful..." He bent down and found the poor Omega who was going to marry him, and the rest of the words disappeared in their lips.

The admiral's pannier had been put somewhere by him, and Fa'an put his arms around his back, lying on his back in the snow and saw the sky cut by the forest again—the dark clouds suddenly stretched, Dim light no longer looked scary.The whistling wind and snow in the ear became gentle as it brushed against the snow, and even the squashed and uncomfortable back pan gave people a real sense of security.

In the indifferent and blurred light from the gaps in the branches, Fa'an closed his eyes and kissed his childish Alpha with a icy breath.