On the morning of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, amid the crackling firecrackers, Wen Qiong got up in a daze and looked out the window, full of joy. There are many old people who have retired from high positions and are living in the Longyin villa area, and they will set off firecrackers during the New Year to welcome the new year.

Wen Qiong stretched, went to wash, and combed a beautiful hairstyle. When she opened the closet, she was stunned, full of new clothes, sweaters, coats, trousers, skirts...... Last year's clothes were pitifully left in the corner.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Wen Qiong ran to open the door, Xiu Qingyan picked her up, and said with a smile: "Happy New Year, my sister." ”

Wen Qiong's feet were off the ground, insecure, and her hands were on his shoulders, "Happy New Year, Xiu Qingyan." ”

Xiu Qingyan carried her into the room, "Call brother." ”

"No."

Xiu Qingyan threw her on the bed, put his hands on the sides of her cheeks, kissed her red lips, smiled with his eyebrows, and whispered in her ear: "You may need to wear underwear." ”

Wen Qiong pushed him away, pushed him all the way to the door, closed the door and locked it, and did it in one go.

Xiu Qingyan's nose was almost hit by the door panel, and he kicked the door angrily, "I didn't touch it again." ”

Wen Qiong heard his shout and threw the pillow over. Before she returned to the wardrobe, she chose a long red dress with delicate lace at the cuffs and hem, which made her skin white and her eyebrows pure.

Opening the door again, Xiu Qingyan was leaning against the wall with his pockets in his pockets and waiting, he turned his head to look over, his eyes were deep.

Wen Qiong's room had large floor-to-ceiling windows, and she stood in the doorway, the light shining from behind her, and a halo of light around her, like a fairy coming out of a fairyland.

"Let's go, let's go downstairs." Wen Qiong's earlobes are very beautiful, she doesn't wear any earrings, and they are pink and tender, which makes people can't help but knead them.

Xiu Qingyan did this, he hugged her waist from behind and rubbed her earlobe, "It's so beautiful, I'm not allowed to go out today." ”

Wen Qiong's cheeks were slightly red, "What is the door out of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there are many things today." ”

was really said by Wen Qiong, after breakfast, I had to be busy pasting couplets and hanging lanterns.

Xiu Qingyan, Xiu Zheng'an, and Xiu Zhengxuan posted couplets at the door. Xiu Qingyan simply took off his coat, only wore a black sweater, and set up a ladder to climb up. Wen Qiong looked up at his tall figure, quite handsome.

Xiu Zheng'an stepped back, "A little to the left, yes, yes, move up, okay, you can paste it." ”

Xiuqing's distinct fingers held the couplet, adjusting it back and forth, and finally it was all right, he took the brush, and a drop of glue fell, just hitting Wen Qiong's feet. He bowed his head to Wen Qiong and said, "Go to the side." ”

"Oh." Wen Qiong turned around and went to the kitchen to help. Shang Jing wants to cook by herself and is busy with Xiao Qing.

The hall is bustlingly decorated with potted kumquat plants that symbolize good fortune, and the three men of the family stand outside the door to paste couplets, and the table is full of candy melon seeds and fruit snacks. Wen Qiong's heart seemed to be soaked in hot spring water, warm.

When she was reborn, she would never have expected that she could have such a new home, and she would never have imagined that her life would change so drastically. At the same time, because she was so happy, she was in a trance, she was afraid that this was just a dream, and when she woke up, she found that she was still stuck in the mire of her previous life.

After the couplet was pasted, Xiu Qingyan got the glue in his hand and shouted, "Wen Qiong, bring me hand sanitizer." ”

"Oh." Wen Qiong came back to her senses and took the hand sanitizer out.

Outside often watering flowers and trees, there are several taps. Xiu Qingyan's long legs straddled the steps, wet his hands, and raised them in front of Wen Qiong, who helped him press the hand sanitizer.

The water fell down, and Xiu Qingyan blocked in front of Wen Qiong, so that she would not be splashed by the water.

Wen Qiong poked her head out from behind him and asked, "Is it cold?" ”

"I'll touch you later, and you'll know if it's cold or not?" Xiu Qingyan hooked his lips and smiled.

Wen Qiong took the bottle of hand sanitizer and slapped him on the back, and Xiu Qingyan smiled again. After washing his hands, he pulled Wen Qiong's sleeve, "Let's go, go and see my brother's masterpiece." ”

The red couplets lined the gate with a festive scene, and the words were written quite stylishly.

Xiu Qingyan put his hand on Wen Qiong's shoulder, and leaned on her body as if he had no bones, "Do you know who wrote the words?" ”

Wen Qiong pursed her lips, "It can't be that you wrote it, right?" ”

Trimming the rock molars, "I'll write next year." ”

"Then next year." Wen Qiong asked again: "Who wrote it this year?" ”

"I won't tell you." Xiu Qingyan said and touched her neck with a cold hand.

Wen Qiong hissed and dodged, turned around and saw Xiu Zheng'an and Xiu Zhengxuan standing on the side chatting, and asked, "Uncle, did you write the couplet?" ”

Xiu Zheng'an looked over, "Yes, I wrote it." ”

Wen Qiong gave a thumbs up, "The words are so beautiful." ”

Xiu Zheng'an raised the corners of his mouth, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Xiu Qingyan turned his head and walked into the house and shouted, "Wen Qiong, come in and help me put on my coat." ”

“……”

In the afternoon, Xiu Zheng'an's friend Xie Huai came to visit with a gift and went upstairs to the study with Xiu Zheng'an.

Xie Huai said with a smile: "Zheng'an, this year's home is not deserted. ”

Xiu Zheng'an's eyebrows softened, "Yes, it's finally a bit of a home." ”

"This girl I brought looks good, do you plan to find her a boy like ours?" Xie Huai asked.

He has a son, who is twenty-one years old and is in college, and he is a very good person.

Xiu Zhengan pushed open the door of the study, "The child is still young." ”

"Yes."

Xie Huai finished talking about things, came down at three o'clock, and there was also a dinner at his house in the evening, and the Chinese New Year's Eve was the reunion day. Before going out, he shouted, "Wen Qiong." ”

Wen Qiong and Xiu Qingyan were sitting on the sofa reading a book, and Xiu Qingyan helped Wen Qiong answer some questions from time to time.

Wen Qiong heard someone call her, put down her pen, stood up, and greeted politely, "Uncle Xie." ”

Xie Huai beckoned, "How much WeChat do you have on your mobile phone?" ”

Wen Qiong looked at Xiu Zheng'an suspiciously, and Xiu Zheng'an coughed lightly and explained, "Uncle Xie wants to exchange WeChat with you." ”

"Oh, okay." Wen Qiong picked up the mobile phone on the sofa.

Xiu Qingyan also raised his head from the book, staring at her movements throughout the whole process, Wen Qiong was inexplicably a little stunned, but Xie Huai was an old friend of Xiu Zheng'an, and he often came to the house, so everyone was familiar with it.

Wen Qiong stepped forward, and Xie Huai looked at her petite and beautiful appearance, and secretly admired. After the two added friends to each other, he patted Wen Qiong on the shoulder, "Go study." ”

"Uncle Xie, walk slowly." Wen Qiong watched him leave.

Waiting for the car to drive away, Wen Qiong returned to the living room, she looked at Xiu Zheng'an, and Shang Jing also came out of the kitchen, confused.

Xiu Zhengan said lightly: "Your Uncle Xie has a son, who is going back to China with his mother recently, and he was ...... with his grandmother in Canada before."

Xiu Qingyan slammed the book on the coffee table, making a lot of noise, and he clasped his hands in front of his chest, staring at Wen Qiong.

Wen Qiong clenched her mobile phone, no matter how dull she was, she understood what it meant.

Shang Jing wiped her hands, "It's okay to be multiple friends." ”

Xiu Zheng'an glanced at Xiu Qingyan amusedly, and echoed Shang Jing's words, "It's true, it's all in a circle, it's nothing." ”

Xiu Qingyan was silent, without his previous leisure.

Wen Qiong walked over, picked up the book that Xiu Qingyan had thrown away, and stuffed it back into his hand, "Look at your book." ”

Xiu Qingyan looked at her with a heavy gaze. At this time, the mobile phone on the table shook, and his eyes followed it. Wen Qiong looked at her phone, and then looked at Xiu Qingyan. Xiu Qingyan pursed his lips and said, "Look at what Uncle Xie sent you?" ”

This man. Wen Qiong couldn't help but glare at him and took a look at his phone.

Xie Huai: (sharing business card)

Xie Huai: Wen Qiong, add it, this is your brother Xie.

Seeing the words of his brother, Xiu Qingyan's pupils shrank, Wen Qiong hesitated and replied to Xie Huai.

Wen Qiong: Uncle Xie, I don't know Brother Xie well, so it's not good to add him like this.

Xie Huai: Haha, it's okay, I'll let him add you.

Wen Qiong, "......"

Wen Qiong: Uncle Xie, I'm sorry.

She glanced at Xiu Qingyan, who was staring at her fingers and the screen of her phone.

Wen Qiong: Uncle Xie, I have someone I like, but I'm still young, so I don't think about it that much.

Xie Huai: Just add a friend.

Wen Qiong: Uncle (crying).

Wen Qiong's WeChat avatar is herself, simple and soft, she sent an expression to the past, Xie Huai was cute, and he could feel Wen Qiong's embarrassment through the screen.

Xie Huai: Okay, then forget it, but when you go to college, if you don't get with the person you like, and my son hasn't found a partner yet, you can try?

Wen Qiong: Thank you, uncle.

Xiu Qingyan kept staring at how she replied, and when he saw that she refused, he snorted with satisfaction. He took his mobile phone, unlocked it and threw it to Wen Qiong, "You flip, we are equal." After that, he went upstairs. It means that I am honest, and I have the right to ask you not to have an affair with any boy.

Wen Qiong looked at his mobile phone, crying and laughing.

Xiu Zheng'an heard their conversation, sighed, smiled again, and got up to help Shang Jing in the kitchen.

As soon as Xiu Zheng'an left, Wen Qiong put the phone on the coffee table, thought about it, and took it back, not curious about the impossibility.

Then she clicked on WeChat, and Xiu Qingyan's WeChat avatar background was black, lingering with white smoke, which looked cool. His circle of friends rarely posts news, and Wen Qiong can usually see it. The personal signature is "Onlyyou", with the cover, Wen Qiong knows that it is her, the cover is her finger, I don't know when it was taken, fair and slender, with half of the sleeves exposed, from her floral pajamas. Most people shouldn't know it's her, after all, no one has seen her in pajamas.

The most important thing is the chat history. The family group was pinned by him, and her WeChat was also pinned, the remark was "love sister", Wen Qiong's face was slightly hot, click in, and change it to "Wen Qiong". Pull down,It's the class group and the group of Brother W City.,There's also a group of "Qiongyan Film and Television".,There are a lot of unread messages below.,Basically, it's sent to wish him a happy birthday and a happy new year.。 Wen Qiong was embarrassed to click into the group, so she didn't look at it. On the chat list, it is basically Meng Ling and Zeng Ming, as well as a few colleagues from Qiongyan Company.

Just as Wen Qiong was about to quit, a message came from a person named "Senior Sister Luo Shu".

Senior Sister Luo Shu: (Picture)

Senior Sister Luo Shu: Look at our photos, are we very compatible?

Not long after this message was sent, a group also began to have all kinds of Aitta.

Wen Qiong didn't read the news in the group, but just opened the chat record with Senior Sister Luo Shu, in the photo, Xiu Qingyan and a long-haired beauty stood by the river, the wind blowing his shirt, revealing his thin waistline. Originally, it was just a group photo of the two, and there was no intimate action, but this senior sister added a sentence about whether we are very compatible, which is very problematic.

Wen Qiong's heart sank, and she got up and walked upstairs. Xiu Qingyan was playing a game in the small living room on the third floor, when Wen Qiong walked over and handed him the phone.

Xiu Qingyan pressed the pause button and said firmly: "Isn't it nothing?" ”

Wen Qiong looked at him silently, and after Xiu Qingyan took it, she turned around and prepared to go downstairs. Xiu Qingyan realized that something was wrong, threw down the phone, hooked her waist with one hand, hugged her lap, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"See for yourself." Wen Qiong replied coldly.

Xiu Qingyan bent down to pick up the phone, and with his other hand, he clasped her waist tightly, preventing her from leaving, and when he clicked on it, he immediately coaxed. He hugged Wen Qiong tightly, "Don't go, listen to my explanation." ”

Wen Qiong rolled her eyes, "Did you slap your face?" Does your face hurt? ”

Xiu Qingyan buried it in her neck socket and said reluctantly, "It hurts." But I really didn't have anything to do with her, we went to the competition, and when we came back and passed by the river, the teacher asked us to take a picture, and I ......"

"Are you still worthy?" Wen Qiong snorted sourly.

Xiu Qingyan was about to continue explaining, but looking at her sulking side face, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved, he couldn't hold back a smile, lowered his head and apologized, "I was wrong." ”

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't take a photo with your senior sister."

"What else?"

"And ...... I'll reply to her right now, I don't deserve her at all. ”

Wen Qiong pushed him away and stood up suddenly. Xiu Qingyan fell on the sofa, and the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't have time to retract, and was seen by Wen Qiongquan. She was so angry that she kicked him in the shin, "You're so proud? ”

Xiu Qingyan stretched out his hand and dragged her into his arms again, and said with a smile: "No, no, how dare you, you are jealous." "Well fed.

Wen Qiong was even more angry, and she struggled: "Xiu Qingyan, let it go...... Hmmm......"

The mouth was blocked, Wen Qiong's eyes widened, Xiu Qingyan smiled on the side of his mouth, covered her eyes with his hands, and kissed him tossing and turning, Wen Qiong softened in his arms after a while.