Everyone laughed heartily.

The maids in the house did not have a holiday, they were supposed to be on vacation, but considering that the Song family was going to come over for dinner, the chef couldn't let it go.

Although the Chinese New Year is a day of reunion.

But the chef felt that five times his salary was enough to stop him from returning home.

Tonight's Mu family was very lively, everyone was laughing at the dinner table, and Qiao Jin also drank some wine.

She drank alcohol, but she wasn't drunk, and her body would automatically digest what was bad for her.

After eating, Song's mother sat together and made up for their daily pastime - playing mahjong.

They planned to stay at Mu's house until 12 o'clock in the evening, and then go back after the official New Year.

Mu Qizhi took Song Suyu to another place to whisper.

Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing don't know how to play mahjong, so naturally they can't get to the table, Song Mu and Qiao Fei pull a Song seems to be because there is also Mu Zhenming, Mu Xiangshan is watching TV on the sofa, Mu Qichu is on the side as a mahjong reserve and is ready to go to work at any time, Mu Qilian has nothing to do but doesn't dare to run around, after all, the Song family is still there for the Chinese New Year today, if he says a word to go out and jump with friends, Qiao Fei can give him a discount on the spot.

He sat down to play the game, and after losing three in a row, he felt that the game and the world were boring, and when he looked up and saw that his grandfather was watching the news hotspots on TV, Mu Qilian said on the spot, "Grandpa, can you watch something that a macho man should watch?"

Mu Xiangshan turned his eyes, and the old but godly eyes clearly revealed a word - 'roll'.

Mu Qilian cheekily pretended not to see it, saw the remote control on the coffee table, picked it up and changed it directly, and changed it to SpongeBob SquarePants.

Mu Xiangshan: "......"

The people playing mahjong raised their heads and saw the scene of Mu Xiangshan holding a feather duster and pumping Mu Qilian upstairs, Qiao Fei glanced at it, and glanced around indifferently: "Hey, where are Qiao Jin and Yanqing?"

Everyone was addicted to playing mahjong, and they didn't notice why the two disappeared.

"Go upstairs. ”

Mu Zhenming spoke: "People are not allowed to get along alone during the Chinese New Year?"

Mother Song smiled heartily: "Ignore them, come on, come on, we will continue to beat ours, 20,000." ”

Song seems to be in: "Huh." ”

Song Mu: "......"

Turned his face on the spot.

***

Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing were upstairs in their own room.

This is the first time Song Yanqing has officially stepped into Qiao Jin's boudoir.

Her room was simple, all of which were decorated by Qiao Fei.

What she thought of was the pink princess style, not all of them were pink, they were quite natural and fresh, but she could still see Qiao Fei's girlish heart.

Song Yanqing looked at it and couldn't help laughing: "It's all your mother who arranged it for you?"

Qiao Jin nodded: "Well, I'm not good at this, it's just a place to live, and it's up to her to toss it." ”

The room had a good view and you could see the road outside the villa from the outside.

So before, Qiao Jin was able to see Song Yanqing leaving directly by the window.

Song Yanqing looked around, but he could clearly feel some of the breath of Qiao Jin's life.

Thinking of the past about Qiao Jin that he saw in the time array, and now seeing the present about Qiao Jin, he felt that there was a special contrast.

Sometimes, it's hard to say which kind of Joe Jin is cute enough.

He found both images cute.

couldn't help touching Qiao Jin's hair, she turned her head and glanced at Song Yanqing, her eyes were clear: "Happy New Year." ”