An Jing suddenly stopped laughing and rolled another small snowball to throw onto Xiao Changyi’s body, this time, she threw it a bit harder.
Xiao Changyi didn’t dodge, nor was he annoyed; he still stood there, looking at her indulgently and doting.
An Jing suddenly laughed out loud again, cheerfully walked up to Xiao Changyi’s side, and then, she hugged Xiao Changyi’s waist, tilted her little face upward, and asked with a giggle, "Why don’t you roll one and throw it at me? I was having a snowball fight with you, did you know? I throw at you, but you don’t throw at me, how is that like a snowball fight?"
Xiao Changyi hugged her back, "I knew you were having a snowball fight with me, but I can’t bear to throw at you."
An Jing had actually guessed as much, but hearing her husband put it into words made her heart even sweeter, she grinned, "Alright, I won’t make it hard for you anymore, I won’t have a snowball fight with you." She paused, then bragged rather smugly, "I just knew you couldn’t bear to~"
"Mhm," he paused, "you can roll snowballs and throw them at me again."
Upon hearing this, An Jing felt even sweeter, "You can’t bear to throw at me, and I can’t bear to throw at you either, didn’t you notice just now, I was using very little strength to throw at you."
Xiao Changyi’s mouth corners faintly lifted, he nodded slightly in response, "Mhm, didn’t hurt at all."
An Jing was even happier but said, "If I threw hard enough to hurt you, I would feel terribly heartbroken!"
Xiao Changyi didn’t say anything, merely lowered his head to affectionately nuzzle her nose with his, of course, his cool lips still curved slightly, the smile might not have been obvious, but An Jing knew he was very happy.
After a long while, An Jing joked with a laugh, "Husband, how much longer shall we hold each other? Are we going to continue building the snowman?"
"We shall," Xiao Changyi said as he let go of An Jing, then, picking up a shovel, he continued to pile up the snowman.
He wanted to build a snowman for her.
An Jing simply stood there, smiling as she watched Xiao Changyi build, only after the snowman was finished did An Jing take a small wooden bucket and placed it upside down on the snowman’s head as a hat.
Then, she took two whisk brooms and inserted them into the snowman’s sides for arms.
After that, she found some items to serve as the snowman’s eyes, nose, mouth, and scarf.
When everything was done, An Jing spread her arms wide, and Xiao Changyi immediately came to her side, when she hugged Xiao Changyi’s waist, he also hugged her.
An Jing’s right ear pressed against Xiao Changyi’s chest, listening to his steady, powerful heartbeat, looking at the snowman standing in front of them, she asked, "Does it look like a person?"
"It does," he paused, then added, "Like a chubby baby."
"Hahahaha..." An Jing laughed heartily. After her laughter subsided, An Jing said, "Husband, actually, I also want to give birth to a chubby baby for you."
Xiao Changyi kissed the top of her head and said, "Let nature take its course." He had never pressed for children. For him, having her alone was enough.
"Yes," An Jing nodded, "Let nature take its course." She also knew that having a child was not something she could have just by wanting it.
If it happens, it happens; if not, she wouldn’t insist.
Before they knew it, New Year’s Eve arrived.
That day, An Jing and Xiao Changyi got up early and were busy inside and outside the house; of course, the most important task was preparing the New Year’s Eve dinner.
It was their first New Year together, and An Jing did not plan to spend it with Xiao Changyi in a simple manner, but intended to prepare a lavish New Year’s Eve dinner.
While cooking, An Jing also made a bowl of paste for Xiao Changyi to use for pasting couplets.