It was the first time that Samuel tried to make dumplings himself while keeping vigil on New Year's Eve. He ate a lot and slept until noon the next day before getting up slowly. The heavy snow outside the window had not stopped completely, and the whole world was dyed with a layer of dazzling silver.
When Samuel finished washing up and went downstairs, Victor was wearing an apron and cooking porridge in the kitchen. The two of them had a lot of fun last night, and the little rabbit's waist is still a little sore.
Tiptoeing and hugging the man from behind, Samuel yawned and rubbed the man's back twice: "Smells good."
Whether it was the aroma of the food or the smell of Victor's cologne, it made him feel at ease unconsciously.
"Are you awake?" Victor walked around with a good-tempered little tail behind him, and took out a handful of vegetables from the refrigerator. "Are you hungry? You can eat in five minutes."
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