Merely......

The boy ...... Why does it look familiar......

Frost tilted her head and shook her head again, she must have seen it wrong.

“…… Are you okay? ”

An Xiaoli knew that he was being entangled by those uncles and aunts again, and his voice could be heard from a long distance.

Jiu Lan Crack glanced at her and snorted arrogantly.

"You heard me, they're going to introduce me to someone else."

An Xiaoli's lips moved, but she didn't speak.

"Fortunately, I worked hard to keep my innocence."

After speaking, he still had a tone for the rest of his life, and patted his chest: "Your boyfriend and I are too good-looking, it's really troublesome......"

An Xiaoli: "......"

Narcissism again.

An Xiaoli couldn't help but want to laugh, and was about to say let's go, when Jiu Lan Crack suddenly stretched out her hand, and her slender fingers were as long as jade, and held her little hand.

Tighten gently.

Ann Xiaoli is slightly sluggish.

Jiu Lan's beautiful obsidian-like eyes were a little fluttering, and his tone was light, muttering: "Watch me more closely in the future, who can be like you, no defense at all......"

is not afraid of his boyfriend being snatched away at all, and he has to rely on his own self-consciousness.

Holding her fingers, the palms were slightly warm, obviously not thick, but full of security.

An Xiaoli drooped her eyelashes and trembled.

Jiulan Crack was testing her, but this girl always seemed to be slow to react, and he didn't force her, anyway, they had a lifetime.

Lifetime......

Jiu Lan Crack was a little surprised that he had thought of this word so naturally.

However, he didn't seem to be repulsed at all, but faintly excited.

"Ahem, let's go."

Jiu Lan Crack sorted out the expression on her face, and seeing that she still didn't react, she got up and pulled the girl outside.

Sunrise and sunset, after the snowfall, the Spring Festival is slowly approaching.

Before it officially arrived, Jiulan Changqing began to prepare, and asked that Chinese New Year's Eve must come to the old mansion, and it didn't matter if Jiulan cracked or not.

Her home, there is no human touch, it is better not to go!

He couldn't bear to let his precious granddaughter suffer from their cold eyes.

When he learned that An Xiaoli was going to the old mansion for the New Year, Xichen was a little disappointed: "Xiaoli, I still want us all to spend the New Year in the villa." ”

Amiens looked at him like a fool, and said lazily: "Do you think your family will let you come to the villa for the New Year?" ”

Xichen: ...... Damn, spoil the atmosphere!

The day before Chinese New Year's Eve, An Xiaoli received a call from An Zhonghuai.

On the phone, the voice was as clear and warm as ever, but there was still a little hesitation: "Xiaoli, Dad's work is over, I can accompany you well, can you ...... Coming to the house for the New Year? ”

Because he knows that because he is busy with work, he doesn't care enough about Xiaoli, and he is far less than a good father.

This is something he has always felt guilty about.

"Dad, Grandpa Jiulan asked us to go to their house for the New Year." An Xiaoli showed a smile on her face and said, "I came to see you in the first year, okay?" ”

"That's right...... Okay, okay, Dad is waiting for you, and Dad will cook you a big table of dishes when the time comes. ”

An Zhonghuai's somewhat lost tone became happy again.

After talking for a while, they hung up.

In this world, there are many people who sacrifice their freedom and time to contribute to humanity.

So, she really doesn't blame him.

It's finally Chinese New Year's Eve.

This is An Xiaoli's first Spring Festival in Los Angeles.