The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was still very warm, because Zheng Juan found her daughter's joy, because Yan Qingcheng was no longer an orphan, and also knew the news that Cong Ye was about to propose to herself, and the tenderness and happiness revealed between her gestures, like a fusion agent at the wine banquet, the mother and daughter almost infected everyone present.

Zhou Wanrong used to silently looking at the qiē in front of her, and no one knew what she was thinking in her heart at the moment. Yun Lan also always had a smile on her face, and her eyes always inadvertently swept over the congregations and Yan Chengcheng. Zhi Xiaohui spent most of the afternoon in the kitchen, saying that he wanted to learn cooking skills, and now he was sitting at the wine table, and he never looked up at Cong Ye, but chatted with Lin Li, who had never liked it very much, from time to time.

Zheng Shaoying is always paying attention to Zhou Wanrong's every move, and occasionally because she looks at Zhou Wanrong in a daze, she is secretly pinched by her sister Zheng Ran who is sitting next to him.

Cong Ye drank a lot of liquor, although the wine glass was not big, it was almost dry, Yan Tingcheng and the others, who knew the amount of Cong Ye's wine, were not very worried, but Zheng Yiyun and Zheng Juan were very surprised by this.

"Cong Ye, I really didn't expect you to have such a good amount of alcohol."

"Uncle Zheng, I haven't drunk much liquor before."

Speaking of this, Cong Ye glanced at Yan Qingcheng, who was looking at him, and then said:

"I didn't practice it until I watched the sea."

"The amount of alcohol is not practiced, it is an innate ability."

"What do you mean by Dad? Does it mean that alcohol consumption is genetic? ”

"Pretty much."

"Then why can't I drink?"

"How old are you to think about drinking?"

Zheng Shaoying heard his father say this, he had been drinking drinks, but he reached out and picked up the wine bottle to pour himself a glass, took it and took a sip gently. Immediately, he used his hand as a fan and stuck out his tongue to fan the cold.

"Why is it so bad?"

"Wine doesn't taste good in the first place."

Cong Ye interjected with a smile.

"If it doesn't taste good, why do you still drink it? You see my brother-in-law, he never drinks. ”

宋志 says:

"It's because my skin is allergic to alcohol, so naturally I don't dare to drink it."

More than a dozen people talked and laughed, and time passed quickly. In the early hours of the morning, Zheng Yiyun and other elders were not used to staying up late, so they went back to their rooms to rest. Zhou Wanrong also accompanied her mother Guo Yilian back to the room. Yun Lan had just recovered her body, and under the persuasion of Aunt Wang, she went to rest early.

The rest of Cong Ye chatted with Yan Qingcheng and other young people for a while, and at three o'clock, they also went separately to rest. Cong Ye looked at the time, and did not go back to the room, but went directly to the outside of the villa, found a remote place and began to practice according to the mantra of the exercises obtained from Senior Brother Wuchen in his dream.

Bai Wei, who returned home in the morning of thirty, helped her mother and aunt to work on the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon, but when everyone sat down to eat the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, a heart somehow always thought of Cong Ye. As the time gradually approached zero, Bai Wei could no longer sit still.

In Bai Wei's mind, Cong Ye, who was kicked out of the house by Zhi Xiaohui last year, always appeared to stand alone on the beach on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Bai Wei's abnormality has long been seen by the well-behaved Guo Xiaoqian. It's just that Guo Xiaoqian didn't break it as usual, she knew very well that Bai Wei must be thinking about Cong Ye at this time. Guo Xiaoqian couldn't help but feel a little sour in her heart. Why doesn't she like Cong Ye, but whether it is age or other conditions, it seems that she can't compare to Yan Qingcheng, Bai Wei, and even Zhou Wanrong's status in Cong Ye's mind.

Just after midnight, only Bai Wei, Guo Xiaoqian, and Li Xia and Bai Ying were cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the living room. After the four of them finished cleaning up, Li Xia and Bai Ying told the two girls to rest early and went back to the room.

"Sister Xiaowei, still not sleeping?"

"If you're sleepy, go to bed first, I'll sleep later."

accompanied Bai Wei to watch TV for a while, Guo Xiaoqian also went back to the room, in fact, Guo Xiaoqian didn't feel sleepy, she just wanted to think quietly by herself when she went back to the room. At the same time, it also leaves a quiet space for Bai Wei.

One o'clock, two o'clock, seeing that the time was already half past two, Bai Wei really couldn't resist the urge to see Cong Ye, stood up and got dressed, quietly opened the door and walked out.

Guo Xiaoqian in the room heard the sound of the door and knew that Bai Wei had gone out, but she was uncharacteristically lying on the bed and did not move.

Coming downstairs, Bai Wei walked out of the gate of the community without the slightest hesitation. On the night of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the streets were unusually clean, let alone cars, and there was not even a single figure. Bai Wei raised her feet and ran quickly in the direction of the Zheng family's villa. With the amount of heat in Bai Wei's body at the moment, the speed at which she can run is already quite amazing. Fortunately, there was no one on the street, otherwise it would have caused another sensation.

As she gradually moved away from the city and the bright street lights, Bai Wei's figure gradually disappeared into the dark night.

This is the second time that Cong Ye has practiced according to the mantra after waking up, and the habit he has developed over the years has made Cong Ye's spirit highly concentrated, but the more this is the case, the more sensitive Cong Ye is to the environment around his body, especially the sound from the surrounding night.

In a trance, Cong Ye seemed to hear the sound of hurried footsteps, stopped practicing, and carefully distinguished that it was indeed footsteps, Cong Ye couldn't help but be shocked:

"It's Bai Wei, no one else can run so fast."

I don't know if there was something unexpected at Bai Wei's house, and he hurriedly greeted him in the direction where the footsteps came. Soon, Bai Wei's figure appeared from the night. Cong Ye stopped, and was about to open his mouth to ask, but Bai Wei didn't want to stop at all, so she threw herself directly into Cong Ye's arms. Moreover, he instantly raised his upper arm and wrapped it around the neck of the bush leaf. The huge inertia of Bai Wei's running made the two of them stagger, and Cangcang took several steps behind Cong Ye before stopping their figures.

"Xiaowei, what's wrong?"

Cong Ye asked, and raised his hand to push Bai Wei away in his arms, but Bai Wei's next answer made Cong Ye's hands that had touched Bai Wei's waist stop.

"I miss you."

Cong Ye stood a little indifferently, holding Bai Wei's waist with both hands, not knowing what to do. Feeling Bai Wei rubbing her hot cheek against the left side of her face, she slowly turned her head and kissed her on the face, then tilted her head behind her and quickly kissed her lips.

"Vicky ,......。"

Without waiting for Cong Ye to say anything, Bai Wei quickly withdrew her lips with a slight touch. He said softly in a very firm tone.

"Brother Cong Ye, I love you."

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