Perhaps because of the New Year, the streets that are usually sparsely populated with people were unexpectedly blocked by cars, and the sky gradually darkened.

What Lin Ying mentioned, Song Anyang felt that a strange feeling was spreading in his heart.

didn't show much in front of Lin Ying, only smiled lightly and replied ambiguously: "That's it." ”

The meaning of these four simple words is a little difficult to figure out.

When Lin Ying saw Song Anyang like this, she wanted to say something more, but found that the traffic jam was clear, so she gave up asking again and continued to drive.

Next.

Song Anyang and Lin Ying both returned home without saying a word, and after Song Anyang arrived home, he saw his parents playing mahjong again, and his mood was a little inexplicably irritable.

After smiling and shouting, he went upstairs and went into his room.

Opposite the window of her room, you can see a house, which Pei Yue originally purchased, although she also has the key over there.

But I never wanted to live in the past, maybe it was strange and unaccustomed.

Song Anyang felt a little tired, standing in front of the wardrobe, trying to find a set of pajamas to change the coat on his body, but when he found the clothes, he suddenly stopped the movements in his hand, remembering that since she was with Pei Yue, the clothes in the wardrobe would always be changed regularly.

She'd noticed the situation before, but she didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, she stood here, looking at the closet of her house, there was only a man's shirt hanging on it, and it was simply not changed regularly.

She seems to have just discovered that men are always very attentive to her little bit.

didn't take the clothes he usually wore when he slept, Song Anyang's movements in his hands turned slightly, took out the man's shirt, took off his clothes, and put them on his body.

Men's clothes are very loose, and women wear them very loosely, and there is a feeling of looseness and straddles, but there is a strange feeling in her heart.

After putting on the man's shirt, the woman stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself, but her eyes sank a little.

He yesterday, why didn't he touch her?

Just as she was in a daze, the door suddenly opened.

When the man entered the house, the first thing he saw was a woman with most of her thighs exposed, her eyes slightly dull, and she walked up to the woman and picked her up.

The man hugged too quickly and so quickly that the woman whispered, and when she came back to her senses, the person was already lying on the bed and covered with a thick quilt.

"It's cold in the depths of winter, and you wear so little, you are going to be drafted when you are going to be drafted."

The man's eyes were cold, staring at the woman's slightly reddened face, and anger swelled up.

Hearing this, the woman's face was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect the man to only see her wearing less.

Thinking about it, Song Anyang pointed to the air conditioner that was blowing hot air, and finally stretched out his hand from the quilt and said carefully: "I turned on the hot air, and ...... Do you only see me wearing less? ”

When the woman said this, she pulled her neckline out, and her delicate face was as red as a hibiscus flower after the rain.

When the man saw the woman's appearance, his eyes were slightly dark, and he remembered the previous situation for a while, and then he realized that she was wearing his shirt.

It seems to recall the woman's previous appearance, and the man's face became a little unnatural.

Seeing that the man's face changed a few times, the woman reached out to hold the man's hand, and said again: "It's only twenty-nine today, didn't you say that you will come over on Chinese New Year's Eve?" ”

Pei Yue came over suddenly, and Song Anyang was both surprised and strange.

When the woman asked about this, the man's brows furrowed slightly, and he replied with a light smile: "The old man and grandma decided to spend the Spring Festival in India, and my father and mother went back to Switzerland." ”

The man's explanation was lighthearted.

Although the Spring Festival is a traditional festival, in the Pei family, this festival has long become a irony.

Hearing Pei Yue's explanation, Song Anyang's eyes were slightly sluggish, holding the man's hand, tightening slightly, and his gaze stopped on the man's face.

"Then are you spending Chinese New Year's Eve at my house?" I ......"

"Hmm."

The woman asked, and the man nodded without denial.

Men are not interested in the New Year, in previous years, they would get together with their brothers, and this year is special.

Seeing the man nodding in response, the smile on the corner of the woman's mouth became more and more pleasant, tightening her grip on the man's broad palm, and showing a smile undisguisedly.

When the man saw that the woman was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, he raised his hand and touched the woman's face, and was silent for a moment, and then he said: "I'm also sleepy, go to sleep." ”

After speaking, the man went out to lie in the bathroom, and when he came back, he lay down next to the woman.

Although he still held the woman in his arms from behind, he did not have too many ambiguous movements like before.

The woman felt that the breath on the man's body was a little silent, moved in the man's arms, slowly turned around, and looked at the man who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

After a moment of silence, she slowly tucked it up and carefully kissed the man's lips.

Her kiss was shallow, soft and soft, with a delicate fragrance; She wanted to encourage men to do anything other than hug her.

It's a pity that the man has other actions, and only mentioned: "I'm a little sleepy." ”

In other words, I was in no mood to touch her.

When the woman heard the man's words, her eyes sank, and she didn't say anything more, but turned her head directly.

Maybe she should be angry, she should believe the rumors, and ask him for questions.

But her mood at this time was unusually calm, so quiet that she felt ridiculous.

Although sleeping in the man's arms, he was not as relieved as Song Anyang imagined, and even had a sense of torment.

It wasn't until the next morning that Song Anyang woke up early and got up, she stood by the bed, looked at the man who was still sleeping, lowered her head and gave a gentle kiss on the man's forehead, and then turned around and went downstairs.

It was Chinese New Year's Eve, and when Song Jiancheng got up in the morning, he remembered to paste couplets at home, and there were tools for pasting couplets on the table.

Song Anyang saw that his father was about to post a couplet, so he immediately leaned forward and asked with a smile: "Dad, are you still posting eight horse pictures at home this year?" Vulgar. ”

Her family has two paintings every year, one is a picture of eight horses and the other is a picture of fruits.

Sometimes, she can't figure out why her parents have to post these pictures every year!

Song Jiancheng heard Song Anyang ask, nodded with a smile and said: "Yes, I will post a picture of eight horses this year, it has been poured by Xiaoyue here many times, and there is no place to post anything else." After that, Song Jiancheng paused, suddenly seemed to remember something, and said at the end: "By the way, you take the second couplet, take the right door god, and paste the house between you and Xiaoyue." ”

After finishing speaking, Song Jiancheng found the couplet and door god for Song Anyang, and motioned for Song Anyang to go.

Song Anyang pondered for a while, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Dad, Xiaoyue won't agree, his family is not good at this kind of thing." ”

She had never seen the Pei family's house, and there was such a thing as a couplet door god.

So Song Anyang decided that Pei Yue didn't like this kind of thing.

As soon as Song Anyang refused, Pei Yue happened to come down from upstairs, refuted Song Anyang's words unhurriedly, and said: "Dad, I'm going to paste the couplet with Anyang now." ”

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