Chapter 723: Christmas Eve is for Reunions (Third update!!!)

Christmas Eve of 2015 arrived as scheduled.

Likewise.

The heavy snow also arrived as scheduled.

A heavy snow that had been falling since the 22nd had completely turned New York City into a city of snow.

Manhattan's skyscrapers had turned into pillars of snow crystals covered by heavy snow.

The trees in Central Park were even more like they had been wrapped in a thick quilt of snow, and police cars equipped with anti-skid chains were busy with full attendance.

And in a place called Westview, fifty miles from Jersey City across the Hudson River, the snow was falling in another way.

The snow here was unhurried, falling vertically and quietly in large flakes.

The old Victorian-style houses in the town all wore thick snow hats, and white smoke was slowly puffing out of the chimneys.

Inside house number 123 in Westview.

The bonfire in the fireplace was burning fiercely, filling the whole house with warmth.

A fir Christmas tree emitting the unique fragrance of a pine forest was already quietly waiting in the corner of the living room.

The Christmas tree was already covered with decorations.

And under the Christmas tree, it was already piled with various wrapped gifts.

Pietro was currently shoveling snow outside the door.

But before he had shoveled for long, his body and hair were already dyed white by the heavy snow.

As for Wanda.

Wanda was squatting in the kitchen with her daughter, Jean, watching the small cakes gradually expanding in the oven under the scorching temperature.

Soon.

"Ding!"

The oven made a crisp sound.

Gwen, who was in the kitchen of house number 521A on Palm Street, wore heat-insulating gloves, opened the oven, and took out the small cakes made for today's Christmas Eve.

After tasting one first, her eyes lit up, and she looked up to find Hawk's whereabouts, finally seeing Hawk shoveling snow outside the door.

Gwen raised her eyebrows, leaned to the window, and looked with a smile at Hawk, who was shoveling snow simply and crudely at the garage entrance.

Then...

The expression on her face became surprised.

In sight.

Hawk, who seemed annoyed by the snow shoveling, threw the iron shovel to the side and casually pressed his right hand on the ground. In an instant, the temperature of the Phoenix fire swept in all directions.

In an instant.

With Hawk's palm as the center, the heavy snow was vaporizing, and the ground was returning to a dry state at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just the blink of an eye, the heavy snow from the garage to the main road was completely gone, and the residual heat on the ground even ensured that the continuously falling snow was vaporized and disappeared the moment it touched the ground.

Hawk, having done all this, nodded with great satisfaction at his masterpiece and clapped his hands.

The next second.

He locked eyes with Gwen, who was standing at the window.

Hawk raised his sword-like eyebrows, turned around and walked toward the garage, then returned to the living room from the garage.

Gwen, holding the small cake baking tray, looked at Hawk who had returned to the room and said helplessly: "You should know that everyone has snow at their door, and it will be considered incredible that our garage door has no snow."

Hawk shrugged.

"Dear, do you know what's the most incredible thing?"

"What?"

"That is, it's still snowing outside, and you asked me to shovel snow early in the morning."

Hawk looked at Gwen with a straight face.

Who would shovel snow while it's still snowing? This is no different from a boring math problem about water entering and leaving at the same time.

Hearing Hawk's words, Gwen subconsciously turned her head to look at the snowflakes still falling outside, then turned back to look at Hawk.

Eyes met.

Gwen held the baking tray and pinched a freshly baked small cake, sending it into Hawk's mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

"..."

Hawk silently ate the small cake sent to his mouth, his expression helpless.

"Dear, do you know one more thing?"

"Uh..."

"Your technique for changing the subject is very stiff, without any foreshadowing."

"I am a woman!"

Gwen said with a smile: "And I am your fiancée. I don't need foreshadowing to change the subject; as long as I'm happy, it's fine."

Hawk faced his fiancée's emerald eyes that could speak, and nodded with a serious expression.

"You're right, I was wrong, I'm sorry."

"I accept your apology."

Gwen smiled slightly, then turned around gracefully.

Just then.

Movement came from the stairs.

Hawk and Gwen looked toward the stairs.

Anya, who was walking down the stairs with red lips and white teeth, met the gazes of Hawk and Gwen and said to Hawk: "Brother, I'm on my sister-in-law's side."

Hawk raised his sword-like eyebrows.

Gwen beamed with joy, said thank you, and then said: "Anya, try the small cakes I just made."

Anya ran to Gwen, picked up a small cake, took a bite, and a surprised expression appeared on her face.

"Very delicious."

"Want to learn? I'll teach you. This is the Fox family's secret small cake, oh."

"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law."

Anya was surprised, took Gwen's arm, and said happily.

Hawk was somewhat speechless.

"Anya, can you not defect so quickly? It's only been a few days, and you've already been turned by your sister-in-law."

"Brother, this is not defecting, I am on the side of reason."

"Rea..."

Hawk looked at his sister Anya, who was serious, his mouth twitched, and then his gaze fell on Anya's attire at the moment.

A deep navy blue duffle coat, paired with a plaid mini skirt and heavy Martin boots, her legs wrapped in only a layer of delicate, skin-revealing black silk stockings.

"Hiss!"

Hawk looked at his sister's black silk and gasped, hurriedly saying: "Go up and change your clothes."

Anya blinked, lowered her eyes, looked at her attire, and looked at Hawk somewhat curiously. ===== CHAPTER 725 =====