A Noble Marriage

Penchant www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update noble marriage [Anna] latest chapter!    The cold milk sat next to it, and because the person who was supposed to drink it was so busy with something else that the cold chill re-condensed into droplets of water that slid slowly or quickly down the surface of the glass.

Anna was sewing the last bit of fabric.

It was a present for Tanya tomorrow - a huggy bear.

She was so preoccupied that she didn't know when Karenin had entered the room.

Kalenin's footsteps were always very soft, if not necessary, which was different from the sharpness of his words. People like him, regardless of gender, male or female, are more introverted and quiet in terms of personality. It seems that even the sound of footsteps has become a restraint in their character.

The first thing he saw when he came in was his wife's back, and only later did he confirm his son who was quietly napping in bed. After arriving at a place, it was customary to look at the layout in order to observe the information, but since marriage, becoming a husband and a father, wife and son have become preferable and are carefully stored in Karenin's daily habits.

Karenin walked over and saw the tiny hands moving on a pink and purple Muppet. It looked like a bear, probably.

He waited for Anna to put the needle and thread aside for the moment before tapping the table next to him to indicate that he was in the room.

She blinked at Karenin, half stood up again, and peered out.

"It's already this time." She said, as if realizing how long she had been sitting like this.

"What are you doing?" Karenin asked, carefully picking up the Muppet and looking at it.

Anna laughed, nodding at the Muppet's nose.

"A birthday present for Tanya."

"A bear?"

"You can see that!" Anna was a little pleased.

After confirming that it was a bear, Karenin took another serious look at the finished product, with some hesitation, "But it doesn't look very realistic, and if it's for teaching purposes, it might serve to mislead."

Hearing Karenin's words, Anna was a little surprised, then she seemed to realize something and became gentle again.

This series of her expressions made Karenin realize that there must be something wrong with her words.

"Not for teaching, to introduce her to the body structure of a bear or something like that?"

"No, not really." Anna pinched the round ears of the Muppet bear.

"It's cute, isn't it? To say useful, it can give hugs and listen to your heart, and sometimes, it can be a good friend who can't talk. Although its appearance can not be used as a biological teaching, but I think it is still quite useful."

After Anna finished and saw Karenin was staring at the bear carefully, she smiled and said encouragingly, "You can try talking to it."

"I can't." Karenin refused.

Anna was a little lost, but still understandable. Just as Karenin didn't have a huge sweet tooth, he didn't seem to have much interest or preference for this type of thing.

"It will be Tanya's friend." As if reading Anna's thoughts, Karenin explained.

"I think it's best if I don't just say hello to her friends until she introduces us."

Anna blinked, then laughed.

"A joke?"

Karenin nodded slightly in the affirmative.

Anna wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, "Well well ......" she laughed, "I guess you're trying to tell me its 'unique' aren't you? "

"Maybe I can't fully understand what's so cute about it, but 'the one' does." Karenin put the Muppet Bear back on the table, and his fingers seemed to run over the Muppet's fluff rather fondly.

Anna could see that she had an idea, and then it decided to make that idea a little different from the previous one.

"You know you're really very lucky today?" Anna said suddenly.

Karenin froze for a moment, he carefully recalled today and did not find anything different.

"I just seem to have had a normal day." He said.

"The day is not over yet, sir." Anna winked, "because you'll get a lug bear, too."

Karenin listened and blushed in a rare moment.

"No, I don't need one." He refused.

"Why?" Anna did not accept it and snapped, "You obviously like it too, you just put it down a little bit when you can't let go. Don't argue back, I'm watching."

Karenin choked for a moment, he did, and finally he could only say with some difficulty, "I think that belongs to a child, and I'm an adult."

"A grown man in his thirties." He gave a rare emphasis on his age and, it seemed, wished very much that he could be a few years older at the moment, as a way of denying the possibility that he would have a cuddle bear.

"Oh." Anna nodded.

Karenin sighed with relief, thinking that Anna had given up on the idea, but who knew that the other man was looking at him slyly again.

"But you can't stop me from giving you the idea of a lug bear."

"Even if you tell me now that you hid your age when we got married, like you're over forty and old enough to be concerned about your rheumatism." She added cheerfully.

Karenin listened, knowing that no one could stop his wife except by strong-arm tactics.

But, looking at Anna's proffered smile, the man who always unconsciously compromised with his wife, could only compromise once more.

"Because of the time, I can't give you one as big as Tanya's huggy bear, I can only make a smaller one." Anna deliberately looked at Karenin with an apologetic gaze, and the latter somewhat helplessly indicated that he did not mind.

In fact, Karenin thought the smaller the better, so small that it could fit inside the buttonhole kind.

"Let's pick a color." Anna said, "Pink and purple won't do, do you want a boy's color?"

After Karenin's hand was about to pick up a piece of black fabric, Anna gently smacked the back of the other hand.

"No, no. Black cuddly bears are just too scary." She pushed Karenin's hand away, then chose from the blue collection, finally picking up a piece and placing it in the fat corner of Karenin's eye, curling her eyes.

"That's the closest color."

Karenin realized what "color" meant, and he blinked.

"Nice eyelashes, too."

The sudden praise made Karenin a little uncomfortable, and he lowered his head slightly and coughed lightly.

"Let's go with that color."

Seeing his wife's knowing look, Karenin could only touch the palm of his hand to ease his mood.

"Are you busy?" Anna asked, tilting her head.

"Not really."

Hearing Karenin's answer, Anna gave another smile. This look of hers sometimes puts this calm man in a trance, thinking: Why does she smile so much, to me, as if I were the same wonderful thing that makes her happy and at ease.

And immediately after this sentence, it was the gentle loving that he could not control, although he did not want to show it, but always from the bottom of his eyes, as if to convey - "I am willing, willing to be that vain beautiful for this smile."

"Then you have to watch me do it."

"Sometimes I prepare gifts secretly, and sometimes I want you to watch them with me." Anna explained. She hadn't grown up in a normal family, always alone because of the lack of parents, so a long time ago, she had learned from somewhere that "communication" had a major role to play.

Anna was not used to dependence, but in her heart there was a wall of trust, and once it was crossed, there was unreserved trust.

She knew that Karenin did the same. They were also people whose families were not complete enough, so she wanted to cherish each other even more, as if she had cherished her past self as well.

So every time she said an affirmative sentence, she always had to tell each other again the reason, is afraid that people who obviously love each other, but because of some inadvertent misunderstanding, and in each other's heart, leaving some bad traces.

"Good." Karenin answered as usual.

He was not fully aware of his wife's tender and detailed mental activities, just as Anna occasionally missed his thoughts and feelings, after all, no matter how close people are to each other, they are always two complete and independent individuals. But people who love each other, people who cherish each other, even without some kind of magic, but subtle actions, or some kind of affirmative answer, inadvertent support, can always convey that love.

From the choice of fabric, to the selection of needle and thread, and the sewing process, especially at the end, the needle and thread passed through the wife's hands, as if they were flying butterflies. But no butterfly can compare to the serious and quiet look of the person in front of you.

The afterglow of the sunset was still touching the glass of the window, the color was like a person's burning heart.

Karenin at this moment remembered an article, the specific can not remember, it is probably he read by chance as a child. But that scene, but it seems to have crept into his heart silently, and I do not know which point touched it, so in Karenin's heart room, enlightened generally given it a corner.

And now it was thought up. It came out of the corner somewhat squirming and shy, tilting its head, looking at him expectantly, as if urging him to share it with others.

Someone else. No, no one else.

Only his wife, Anna.

Karenin looked at his wife and opened his mouth and whispered, "I read an article before, I don't remember what it was about, but I remember the mother of the main character mending her son's clothes."

Anna listened and let out a laugh.

"Are you wondering why the torn clothes continue to be mended to wear well, or are you wondering why the mending is not done by the maid?"

"While I can't say I fully understand the way of life in a poor family, 'why not eat meat' can't exactly be applied to me, Anna." Karenin makes a small defense of himself. Despite the early death of both parents, Karenin didn't really struggle with money either.

"It's just a joke." Anna continued to tease. "So you think of me as your mother? Dear Alexei."

After she finished, she saw that Karenin seemed to be displeased, which made her laugh completely, and wiped her eyes again, "I know, I really do."

She bowed her head and continued sewing, her long eyelashes hiding the curved corners of her eyes like willow branches drooping by the lake.

"You're saying, 'You love me.'" As she said the last few words, Anna looked up with a smile on her face, and the latter, after a long stare, nodded slightly.

Later, when that little hugging bear was discovered, its owner, who had told a little lie to maintain his decency, stated that it belonged to Seryozha.

And one day after Seryozha was finally old enough to move freely and articulate his thoughts, there was that day. Tauri and the girls remembered the huggy bear that belonged to Seryozha and asked him if the huggy bear was okay.

A dumbfounded Seryozha, after finally understanding which lug bear the adults were referring to, innocently just blinked and said that the lug bear belonged to his father.

"That's Daddy's Lotso, it's fine, it's a little old, but that just means it's been treated well, doesn't it? It was always in Daddy's life."

The adults in the room burst out laughing after being surprised to hear this truth. And after laughing, a faint sense of envy welled up in the hearts of all. For the little boy was looking at them with an expression of disapproval, and spoke seriously for a while, just looking at them with his childish and soft voice, and with his bright blue eyes, which he had inherited from his father.

"I don't think that's funny, all people need a cuddle bear, even if he's an adult."

"If an adult doesn't get a huggy bear when he's a kid, he can totally get one when he's older!"