How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Hongli turned her head and squinted at the two handprints on the window. She raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of familiarity.

"Why does this handprint look so familiar?"

"Goodness, he really has amnesia..."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes.

"Lower your head."

"what?"

Hongli was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked down and saw her own hand.

"..."

Hongli frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

Look out the window...

Look at your hand...

Then look out the window...

"!!?"

"When the hell did I?!"

The red glass pupils trembled.

"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, let me destroy the evidence first."

Hei Yang paused for a moment, then muttered to himself.

"Don't panic, I have photos, I'll let you take a closer look later..."

Hongli: "???"

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 431 Living a peaceful and undisturbed life in one's own small world, guarding simple tranquility and happiness.

Now that the decision has been made to bring Xiao Huo back, Hei Yang Hong Li has no choice but to go through with it, even if she's afraid of being scolded.

At worst, I could just grab the kid and run when my parents aren't looking... cough cough, that scene doesn't seem quite right...

However, that's not the key point. The key point is that Hei Yang Hong Li hasn't stepped out of the door yet!

"Hurry up, sister, I've been waiting forever!"

Hei Yang lay sprawled on the living room sofa, watching Hong Li patting her face in front of the dressing table mirror. He wondered if Hong Li usually didn't wear makeup.

Why do you think taking a few more photos like this will make your face look more solid and your skin less prone to sagging?

However, cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage shouldn't worry about these things...

However, if that's really the case, he could certainly do it for me...

The image of himself slapping Hong Li across the face flashed through Hei Yang's mind, and his body couldn't help but tremble suddenly, while he secretly chuckled to himself.

"Oh dear, Hei Yang, my good husband, don't be in such a hurry!"

Hongli chuckled and waved her hand, unaware that someone was bullying her in their imagination. She explained, "Didn't you say that Xiao Huo likes to stay at his parents' house?"

In that case, there's no need for us to rush off, right?

Wouldn't it be better to let Little Fire play there a little longer?

"Moreover……"

Hongli paused for a moment, then said with a self-righteous air, "I haven't been out for so long, so I definitely need to adjust myself before going out to prepare for the harsh environment outside!"

"Oh well, you'll get used to it eventually."

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow, stood up, put on a coat, and was about to walk out the door.

"Let Lady Hongli adjust to life at home. I'm going, anyway."

"Damn it, no! Stop it!"

Hong Li was startled and rushed to Hei Yang, grabbing him around the waist in a tight embrace.

"Hei Yang, how could you bear to leave me alone at home?!"

Hongli looked up at Heiyang with a pitiful expression.

"Hei Yang, don't you know that if you stay more than thirty meters away from me, I'll die on the spot?!"

"Hey, don't add unnecessary settings to yourself!"

Hei Yang, speechless, touched Hong Li's head and couldn't help but complain, "Why don't you suddenly die and show me?"

"Ah this..."

Hong Li's lips twitched for a moment, then quickly put on a smile.

"Oh, honey, you know, I can't live without you!"

"hiss……"

Hei Yang gasped and couldn't help but shiver.

"Honey, please don't do this, I...I'm scared!"

"Tch, am I not cute like this?"

Hong Li pouted and snorted unhappily, "No one else can see me like this, except for you, Hei Yang! This is your exclusive privilege!"

"Well, that's true..."

Hei Yang paused, put Hong Li down, and took her hand to open the door.

"Forget it, let's not worry about it anymore, let's go."

Hei Yang pulled Hong Li out of the house, frowned, and looked up at the distant sky.

"Ok?"

Hei Yang looked at the scattered snowflakes falling from the sky, raised an eyebrow, and exclaimed in surprise, "It's snowing?"

"Eh?"

Hong Li was stunned for a moment, then looked up and followed Hei Yang's gaze.

"Really!"

Another year has passed.

Hei Yang sighed, but didn't say anything more.

However, Hongli understood what her husband meant.

Two years ago, when it snowed, they were caught up in the weasel's conspiracy. Then, the two got engaged in a daze, and Hongli was captured and taken to the Five Elements Sect in a daze. Through a series of coincidences, she was kicked out of the familiar life she had lived for more than ten years and stumbled into the world of cultivation.

Last year when it snowed, Hei Yang "rescued" her again, and she returned to her hometown, built her current home, and began their cohabitation.

After that, their lives began to follow the path they had dreamed of.

Even though some unexpected things happened, they were all minor. That year, they completed their long-awaited wedding, officially becoming husband and wife, giving each other their all, and promising to stay together for the rest of their lives.

And in the blink of an eye, it snowed again, marking the passing of another year.

"Another year has passed by your side."

Hong Li smiled slightly, tiptoed and kissed Hei Yang on the cheek. Then, before Hei Yang could say anything, she took his hand and led him outside, as if it was a different person who had been unwilling to go out!

Judging from the marks on the ground, it must have snowed not long ago. However, it took Hei Yang Hong Li less than five minutes from leaving home to arriving at her parents' house, and the original fine snow turned into snow the size of goose feathers and willow catkins, turning from light snow into heavy snow.

Hei Yang Hong Li was already used to this.

What's unusual about the weather in Wuse City is that it almost never rains or snows in bursts.

Regardless of rain, snow, or even hail, once it starts, it won't stop and will inevitably turn into a torrential downpour or heavy snowfall.

........................

Little Fire sat under the eaves, looking up at the snowflakes in the sky, his little face tilted back in a daze. He was wrapped up tightly in clothes and a scarf, and also wore a pretty hat.

Behind me, in the house, a warm stove was lit, and a kettle of water was quietly boiling on the fire, adding a touch of warmth to the room.

Of course, in reality, neither the wind and snow outside, nor the warmth inside, nor the coat he was wearing had any effect on Xiao Huo's body temperature.

After all, to exaggerate a bit, with the temperature of a small fire, it would be freezing for her to put her hand into the stove.

But these clothes warm the heart when worn.

The rooster and the pheasant walked past the small fire with their heads held high, followed by a line of chicks. It was unclear what they intended to do with their young.

Xiao Huo's mind gradually went blank, but strange thoughts kept popping up from time to time.

This feeling of spacing out is not bad. It's sad that sometimes my parents would suddenly stare at each other in silence, as if they were having a cold war.

In reality, it was just that the two of them suddenly became too lazy to talk, yet they felt incredibly aloof.

Well, speaking of Mom and Dad, I wonder when they'll be able to have a line of younger siblings following in their footsteps, just like Xiaoyue and Xiaori?

Xiao Huo couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she imagined herself as the eldest sister, standing tall and leading a group of younger brothers and sisters.