Jiang Yumiao welcomed his third Christmas since meeting Ning Chunchi.
Heavy snow fell on Christmas Eve, white feathers drifting across all of City A. Before long, a blanket of snow covered the villa's roof.
Instead of staying in the study, Jiang Yumiao sat with his laptop on the rug in front of the living room sofa, watching the snowy scenery outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
After a while, he turned and said with a smile, "Gege, this looks just like when we were on our honeymoon."
Ning Chunchi looked out the window too. After a moment, he teased, "We kept the curtains closed most of the time back then."
Jiang Yumiao: "..."
Meeting the Alpha's ink-dark eyes, Jiang Yumiao remembered the chaos of those days, and his face quickly flushed scarlet. He opened his mouth and finally managed to squeeze out, "We could... close them now too."
The instant he finished speaking, Ning Chunchi's gaze changed, a hint of the aggression he had suppressed for so long surfacing.
He asked softly, "Are you sure we can now?"
"I've completely recovered, and our little darling is asleep..." Jiang Yumiao fought the urge to shrink back and spoke boldly.
Ning Chunchi hesitated no longer. Hooking an arm beneath his Omega's knees, he scooped him up and headed toward the bedroom on the first floor.
He had waited a very long time.
Their bedroom had originally been on the second floor, but they had moved it downstairs to make it easier for Jiang Yumiao to get around.
Jiang Yumiao had barely settled onto the soft bed before Ning Chunchi kissed him, giving him no time to catch his breath.
The sweet scent of grapes filled the room in an instant.
It wasn't only Ning Chunchi who wanted this. Jiang Yumiao wanted it badly