On the evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mo Ningxi and Wu Yifan pulled Su Zimo to gather in an apartment of more than 100 square meters to celebrate the New Year.

"Lazy, don't sit and watch TV, come and help me", Mo Ningxi walked out of the kitchen with an electric hot pot full of soup in his hand, and unceremoniously called out from the man lying on the sofa.

"I don't know who said don't let me interfere last night", Wu Yifan leisurely crossed his arms and looked at her wearing a floral apron funny, "Don't say it, you really look like a housewife."

"You're like a housewife", Mo Ningxi glanced at him.

"Young lady, I'll help you", Su Zimo immediately ran over to help free up the hot pot materials on the table.

"Zimo, it's all a family, don't call me like that in the future, just call me by my name", Mo Ningxi wanted to say this title a long time ago, "You see you call me old-fashioned."

Family..........

Su Zimo's expressionless face flashed with a hint of excitement, and he subconsciously looked at Wu Yifan, seeing that he nodded at himself in approval, his heart warmed, and he hurriedly responded: "Okay."

"Well, this hot pot chicken soup is very fragrant", Wu Yifan leaned over and looked around the table for a while, "But it seems that the ham I bought was not brought up."

"Ah, probably in the kitchen, I forgot to cut it."

"Lose it, forget it, I'll cut it, you sit", Wu Yifan held down her body to stand up, turned around and went to the kitchen.

"Thank you, good husband", Mo Ningxi said happily waving his chopsticks.

The figure who walked to the kitchen door heard her last two words and paused slightly.

Husband..........

The first time I heard her call herself like this, she blurted out so naturally, but it felt really good and useful.

He entered the kitchen with a smile on his lips.

Seeing that his figure disappeared, Mo Ningxi's face pretended to be happy and turned crimson in the steam of the hot pot, in fact, she wanted to call him like this for a long time, but she was embarrassed, she deliberately pretended to say it casually just now because she was in a good mood, fortunately he didn't ridicule herself, does this mean that you can call him like this in the future?!

The more Mo Ningxi thought about it, the happier she became, and she couldn't help but laugh, and Su Zimo, who had secretly seen all this in her eyes, looked at her gorgeous smile that was immersed in her reverie and was slightly stupid.

She is really good-looking, especially verifying the sentence that a woman is the most beautiful when she laughs.

He was so meditative that he didn't notice the chopsticks in the hot pot for a long time, until she happily grabbed a chicken leg and put it in his bowl.

"It's... Let's give it to the young master", although I often eat more extravagant things outside, this simple chicken leg seems to make more sense.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's hard for you to follow him every day and protect him, eat quickly", Mo Ningxi persuaded him in a good mood.

"Bang ......", suddenly there was a crisp sound of broken bowls in the kitchen.

Mo Ning Xi stood up suddenly.

"Probably the young master broke the bowl, you look at the hot pot, I'll help the young master", Su Zimo grabbed her, got up and walked into the kitchen.

The saucer on the ground was smashed in half, Wu Yifan knelt on his knees and fell to the ground, holding his stomach with one hand, and pressing the board desperately with the other hand, his powerful fingertips white.

Su Zimo was taken aback, and hurriedly went over to support him, he stiffened and knelt there without moving, until he bent more and more, his pale forehead was covered with cold sweat, "Young Master, what's wrong with you?" I'll call an ambulance! ”

"Shh Wu Yifan hurriedly covered his mouth, looked at the door with painful eyes, and trembled all over, "It's okay."

Su Zimo understood: "It's okay to be in pain like this?!" ”

Wu Yifan didn't move, leaned on the cabinet and gasped.

"Zimo, why are you so slow, aren't you just cutting the ham?" Mo Ningxi waited for a long time and didn't see any movement, so he had to walk in.

When I saw the low-pressure atmosphere in the kitchen, I was stunned.

"Didn't you wait outside?" Wu Yifan lowered his head and smiled: "I accidentally broke the bowl just now, and Zimo is helping me clean it."

"Look at you, so careless, fortunately it's not the New Year, otherwise it would be unlucky", Mo Ningxi muttered as he picked up the broom and swept the debris into the trash.

"Zimo, you go help her, I'll wash my face", Wu Yifan lowered his head and went into the bathroom.

Mo Ningxi seemed to see that his steps were very shaky, and wondered, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"It seems to be a little frightened by the sound of the bowl breaking", Su Zimo explained lamely, but his eyes looked at the closed bathroom worriedly.

"Will he be frightened too? Forget it, let's go eat first, Fan, hurry up, if you don't hurry up, be careful that the chicken wings are eaten up by me", Mo Ningxi shouted inside, "Huh? Zimo, what are you still doing standing there, let's go."

"Hmm", Su Zimo had to go back to the restaurant with her.

After about ten minutes, Wu Yifan came back and was slightly stunned when he saw the chicken wings in the bowl.

"This is what Ning Xi just specially left for you, young master", Su Zimo looked at him uneasily, if he looked carefully, everything was fine except for his pale face, if he hadn't seen his painful appearance with his own eyes just now, he would definitely not have found it.

"Hmph, whoever told you to wash your face and wash it for so long, the chicken wings are almost rotten," Mo Ningxi said.

"Really? But who said they were going to eat all the chicken wings? Wu Yifan looked at her teasingly.

"There's no way, whoever makes me and Zimo don't like to eat, so I have to cheapen you", Mo Ningxi said stiffly.

Wu Yifan's smile did not expose her, the three of them talked and laughed at dinner, and they lived a very warm and happy life.

After dinner, the three of them sat together to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and at twelve o'clock, the three of them went downstairs to set off fireworks.

The sky and the city were full of bright fireworks this night, and my eyes were blurred.

The round big flower cannon, Mo Ningxi lit it, ran away, and another brilliant flower rushed into the night.

Su Zimo carried a firecracker and lit it, and it sounded "bang", and Mo Ningxi hid in Wu Yifan's arms in fright, and his ears were tightly covered by him.

In such a lively night, it was exciting, but after being hugged by her like this, it was sweet.

Mo Ningxi looked up at the fireworks in the sky like meteors, her little face was full of colorful reflections of fireworks, and laughter came from a long distance from every household in the community.

"Fan, what are your wishes for the New Year?" Menningxi shouted in his ear.

Wu Yifan thought for a while, looked at her smiling face and said, "I hope my company can make more money."

Mo Ningxi was stunned, and bit his nose angrily, "vulgar."

"Haha, tease you", Wu Yifan happily picked her up, "I hope my baby is happy every day."

"Is that me?" Mo Ningxi looked at the corners of his good-looking eyes, and his heart was pounding.

"Who else but you, my darling?" Wu Yifan squinted happily, "What about you, what are your New Year's wishes?" ”

Mo Ningxi tilted his head and thought for a while, then let out a bright light, "I hope you are healthy and healthy, and you will always be by my side."

Wu Yifan stunned his blue eyes and crossed a streamer, then hugged her tightly, "Yes, I will be healthy, and we will still be so happy in the coming year."

"Well, I haven't had such a happy New Year in a long time, Fan, thank you".

Under the fireworks, the four lip flaps are sweetly glued together.

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After the happy New Year, Mo Ningxi was busy with work running around, although the two were often separated, but after this New Year, Mo Ningxi felt that nothing could separate the two anymore, and she now trusted Wu Yifan 100%.

And Wu Yifan also began to work intensively.

"You said Yifan has been having stomach pains lately?" In the vice president's office, Du Junxiu, who was a doctor, looked at Su Zimo in front of him with a solemn expression, "And it hurts a lot?" ”

"That's right", Su Zimo was worried, "The doctor said it was gastritis, and I also took painkillers, but I didn't seem to see any effect, and I saw him in very bad pain several times, Master Du, you and the young master are friends, even if I ask you to help the young master take on more work, by the way, it is better to persuade the young master to go to the hospital for a check-up."

"There are often many diseases in the stomach, and it is normal to cause stomach pain, so don't worry too much, but don't worry, I'll go and persuade him", Du Junxiu put away the documents on the table and walked to the president's office with Su Zimo.

"This kid may be sleeping", Du Junxiu swaggered open the door and walked in, only to see Wu Yifan sleeping on the table.

"Hey, how did you become the president, you're lazy just morning?" Du Junxiu knocked on the desk, and when he saw that there was no response, he pushed him again.

"Bang", the pen in his hand fell on the table, and after a second of silence in the office, Du Xiuxiu lifted him up vigorously.

"Quick, hurry up and call an ambulance".