Everyone in the group knows what he has in mind.

[Lu Youbai: You agreed?

Huo Ci: How is it possible, Lao Tzu will never agree to this family business!

Rong Yin: Then what kind of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner do you eat with others, isn't the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner a family together?

Jiang Zhe: I'm afraid he admits it in his heart.

Yan Yuanfei: Sixth, Ah Yan is very good, you just tossed, you can't find such an excellent son-in-law as him, remind you, there is no such shop in this village anymore.

Huo Ci: If you want to think beautifully, if you want to, give birth to a daughter, and let him be your son-in-law.

Rong Yin: If I had a girl, I would really think about it. 】

Xiao Qi had already come out with the prepared yogurt, and gave Huo Ci a cup first, and then Nangong Lengyu.

Huo Ci then sent pictures, showing off the craftsmanship of the girl, which aroused the envy of the group, not to mention how satisfied he was.

At the end of the party, the New Year's Eve bell rang, and the old year passed and the new year was ushered in.

Xiao Qi nested in Huo Ci's arms, his little head was a little bit, sleepy, but he was still watching TV with a strong spirit, and when he heard the New Year's Eve bell, his eyes widened, he jumped up excitedly, and the first blessing: "Happy New Year!" ”

Ling Sheng's eyes were a little hot, looking at the people around her, it was so good, there were people she cared about to accompany her on New Year's Eve, if her grandparents were also there, it would be a great consummation.

As soon as the clock rings at midnight, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers is remembered all around, and it is very lively, and you can see the beautiful fireworks in the sky when you stand by the window.

Huo Ci just entered the bathroom, and found that he didn't take a bathrobe, and when he turned around, he saw the stinky girl with a thick coat, tiptoeing out like a thief, and coughed: "Why are you going?" ”

Ling Sheng just saw her father go to the bathroom, it is estimated that it will take more than ten minutes to take a bath, but he didn't expect his front foot to go in, and the back foot to come out, he stood up straight very calmly, and he definitely couldn't show timidity, looking at him grinning sweetly: "I'll go to the doctor to ask about Xiao Qi's condition." ”

Huo Ci believed that she had a ghost, so she went to find a doctor next door, and she was holding such a thick down jacket, she froze to death: "There is heating outside, and the doctor's office also has it." ”

Ling Sheng put down the down jacket under her father's death gaze, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Dad, I'll be back soon, Xiao Qi is asleep, don't worry if you wash slowly." ”

She now suspected that her father was deliberate, and that he had just caught her on the front foot as she was about to go out, which really made her wonder if he had the ability to read minds, or the ability to predict.

Huo Ci watched her leave pretending to be nothing, it was really quite similar, sneering and hooking her lips, stinky girl, don't think he doesn't know, go out for a private meeting!

Xiao Qi is sleeping, no one is watching, otherwise he would have to follow and see what the three grandsons of Jun Lao are doing.

Ling Sheng was about to freeze to death, her father didn't let her take the down jacket, and she didn't dare to take it in order to dispel his suspicions, so she wore a woolen sweater.

When she walked out of the rooftop gate, her teeth were shivering from the cold, and the cold wind blew, and her blood coagulated into ice.

It's pitch black, I don't see anything, and the ground is quite clean, the key is that the man who asked her to come over is not there yet.

Ling Sheng hugged his arms and shrunk his neck and walked a few steps forward, shouting with trembling upper and lower teeth: "Third Master, Third Master, where are you?" ”

It was very quiet, except for the sound of the north wind howling, only her voice remained, and the tail notes were cold and shivering, and were soon blown away by the cold wind.

"Third Master?" Ling Sheng shouted again, wondering if she had gone to the wrong place, not the rooftop here, but the rooftop of Sister Yu's inpatient building.

I subconsciously wanted to find the phone, only to realize that the phone had also fallen in the pocket of the down jacket.

Just as she wanted to turn around and go back to the corridor, she suddenly saw the void in front of her, and countless flashing neon lights suddenly appeared, enveloping her whole person in the middle.

The red neon lights form the shape of roses, and it is a beautiful dream-like scene.

Suddenly warmed up, put on a big down jacket, the man hugged her from behind, and wrapped her whole thing in a warm chest.

Before Ling Sheng could speak, in the air in front of him, beautiful fireworks suddenly exploded, forming the four big words Happy New Year, while his body was warm, his heart was also warm, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up a big arc.

The clear smell of the man's body spread to the tip of his nose, the air was a little cold, he attached it to her ear, and his magnetic voice was a little hoarse: "Miss Ling, Happy New Year." ”

Ling Sheng turned around, crossed his feet and looked up at the man with slightly lowered eyes, his handsome face looked more and more bewildering under the red light, and said with a sweet smile: "Mr. Jun, Happy New Year." ”

Jun Shiyan lowered his eyes slightly, just his forehead against her forehead, the two of them could smell their breathing, and they could feel the little girl's long eyelashes sweeping on her eyebrows, tickling the tip of her heart: "I hope that every Spring Festival in the future, I will be the first person to tell you a happy new year." ”

Ling Sheng smiled, his weak and boneless little hand tapped his chest, and the eyebrows under his eyes were full of smiles: "Mr. Jun, you are late this year, Xiao Qi is the first." ”

Jun Shiyan let out a low chuckle, and couldn't help but gently rub it on her lips: "He doesn't count." ”

Ling Sheng felt the numbness on his lips, as if a feather swept over his heart, and said with a smile: "Why don't you count." ”

Jun Shiyan frowned slightly, hugged the little girl tightly, felt the soft temperature on her body, and his voice was a little childish: "Anyway, it doesn't count." ”

Ling Sheng nestled in his arms, was hugged by the man, and protested in a small voice: "Mr. Jun, I want to see roses and fireworks." ”

Jun Shiyan clasped her shoulders and made her turn around, circled her again from behind, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said in a very linear voice: "Look at it this way." ”

I don't know when the snow will fall in the sky again, and the swirling and flying snowflakes are dyed pink by neon lights, circling and falling around the two of them.

The picture is beautiful like a romantic picture, the handsome man encircles the little woman in his arms, and even the pervasive snowflakes can't get close to her.