took many photos with Yang Yimo, she was very happy, and the smile on the corner of her mouth never stopped.

After comparing the photos taken, she finally set the one she was lying on Wang Hao's chest as a wallpaper, so that she could see it when she picked up her phone.

Wang Hao poured a glass of beer and poured red wine for her.

"My brother Hao, Happy New Year. Yang Yimo raised his glass and blessed Wang Hao.

"Happy New Year. Wang Hao smiled and clinked glasses with her.

Yang Yimo took a sip of the wine and picked up the chopsticks, "Eat, eat, I'm hungry for a long time." ”

This New Year's celebration is probably full of meaning for two people, and it must be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Only each other's company, just a few dishes, and even the two of them seem a little lonely, lacking some New Year's atmosphere, but having each other's company is better than anything else.

After eating, of course, Wang Hao came to do the work of washing dishes.

After everything was cleaned up, he sent several big red envelopes in the company group, and then sent another one to Liu Chenting alone.

The people in the address book sent a message in a group, and in short, it was a sentence wishing everyone a happy new year.

Yang Yimo selected nine photos of the two people and sent them to the circle of friends, with a sentence of copywriting, the New Year of the two people is simple, but very happy.

"Damn, you still posted on Moments. Wang Hao looked at the group photos of the two people in the circle of friends, and he saved them one by one. Especially the one where Yang Yimo leaned on his chest and smiled, she smiled so beautiful and bright.

The corners of Wang Hao's mouth couldn't help but rise, will anyone smile brighter and more beautiful than her?

"I'd love to. Yang Yimo grinned; "Isn't it nice to look good?"

"Well, I'm handsome. Wang Hao nodded: "Your photography skills are good, and in my handsome mental outlook, it makes me more attractive." ”

Vomiting, Yang Yimo made a vomiting gesture: "You are really shameless." ”

"By the way, Momo, didn't you say to prepare a gift for me, what the hell?" Wang Hao was very curious and couldn't help but ask again.

"Heck, you'll find out in a moment. Yang Yimo said impatiently: "Do you know what surprise is?"

Wang Hao said, "I was afraid of being frightened, but not happy. Yang Yimo forbade her nose and snorted: "You are satisfied with the things that this girl has prepared for you." She is very confident in the gift she prepared for Wang Hao.

"Really?" Wang Hao looked forward to it more and more.

"Of course. Yang Yimo leaned back on the sofa and said confidently.

Wang Hao walked to the balcony, opened the window of the balcony, lit a cigarette, and a group of children below were laughing and playing, some holding cannons in their hands, and putting one on from time to time.

Their faces are filled with simple and innocent smiles, laughing happily and unscrupulously.

I don't know why, looking at these children, Wang Hao is a little envious, they are the happiest at their age, right?

I don't know who has said that the happiest thing for people is when they are children, but at that time they are looking forward to growing up.

After smoking a cigarette, Wang Hao closed the window.

Today's Spring Festival Gala is getting more and more boring, especially without Uncle Benshan, it looks even more boring, there are more unfamiliar youth idol faces, and many Wang Hao don't even know anyone.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Hao pulled Yang Yimo out and set off fireworks.

Yang Yimo wore a small white hat on her head, and two small balls hanging down on her shoulders, and she held two fireworks in her hands, shaking them gently.

The fireworks flickered with flames and emitted a colorful light.

But in Wang Hao's opinion, her smile is more beautiful than fireworks.

Bang, smack.

The fireworks exploded, rose into the air, illuminated half of the sky, and colorful lights scattered down one after another.

Bang, smack.

One by one, the fireworks exploded. Yang Yimo picked up the two fireworks again and gestured at Wang Hao, her smiling appearance had already been deeply engraved in his heart, and it was difficult to erase it.

Yang Yimo's phone rang, and Yang Tiansheng asked him to go home early to eat dumplings. He seemed to be afraid that Wang Hao would not go, so he took the initiative to call Wang Hao, but this time he did not shirk it, and said that he would go immediately.

In the car, Yang Yimo rubbed his frozen red little hands, and Wang Hao drove the car.

Yang Yimo glanced at him, rolled his big eyes, and suddenly stretched out his hand to Wang Hao's clothes. The cold hand gave Wang Hao a thrill, and he almost didn't hit the car in front of him.

He wanted to say two words about Yang Yimo, but when he saw Yang Yimo laughing, he couldn't say a word, and even put Yang Yimo's hand on his stomach to warm her.

As the car drove in, Yang Yimo knew that it was two people and opened the door.

"Auntie, Uncle Yang, Happy New Year. Wang Hao took the lead in giving them New Year's greetings.

"Happy New Year, Xiao Wang. Yang Yimo said with a smile, and then walked into the kitchen to continue making dumplings.

Yang Tiansheng was sitting on the sofa, wearing one eye, watching the Spring Festival Gala, and beckoned Wang Hao to sit next to him.

Wang Hao glanced at the kitchen from time to time, wanting to help. Yang Tiansheng smiled, "You just sit down." He took out a red envelope from under the coffee table and handed it to Wang Hao, "Happy New Year." ”

"Happy New Year, Uncle Yang. Wang Hao didn't go to get the red envelope.

Yang Tiansheng glanced at him: "Take it, there are not many, since you call me Uncle Yang, you should give you a red envelope." ”

Wang Hao hesitated for a moment, took the red envelope in his hand, and was very thick: "Thank you, Uncle Yang." ”

"You kid, be so polite to me. Yang Tiansheng smiled kindly: "Today's New Year, let's have a good drink in a while." ”

"Okay, I'll have some drinks with Uncle Yang. ”

"Momo, what kind of food did you eat at noon?" Yang Tiansheng looked at his precious girl.

Yang Yimo grinned: "Fish, and meatballs...... Five dishes, one soup, but delicious. "Maybe the dish is not very tasty, but who to eat with the score.

Yang Tiansheng shook his head helplessly: "I originally wanted you to come over, but Momo said that you couldn't come, and she had to accompany you, so I didn't call, and I thought about letting you come over for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner." ”

Eating dumplings in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Wang Hao has been thinking since then, where did this custom come from.

But the habits that have been passed down from generation to generation, all kinds of festivals, need to be observed.

Yang Yimo's mother simply heated the leftover dishes at noon, and several people poured a wine each.

Yang Yimo looked at the time and counted down: "Five, four, three, two, one." She raised her glass and said with a smile, "Happy New Year." ”

Several people took a sip at the same time, Yang Yimo put down the wine glass, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Parents, Happy New Year, bring the red envelope." ”

Yang Yimo smiled helplessly, took out a card from her bag and put it in Yang Yimo's hand.