Mrs. Huo, who was on the side, heard the movement and said softly: "Even if Jingchen eats it, it is also a good sign for the Huo family, and when the year is over, your grandfather and I will decide to hand over all the company's affairs to you, you must not let us down." ”

Mrs. Gu also said softly on the side: "It is indeed a good sign." ”

Yang Jingqiu said coldly on the side: "Maybe I can hug my grandson this year." ”

As soon as she heard this, Old Madam Huo immediately spoke: "It's time to think about the name of my great-grandson, old man, quickly ask someone to go to the study and bring the dictionary, I have to check it carefully." ”

Mr. Gu volunteered to get the dictionary, but Yang Jingqiu said: "If you give birth to two, one will be surnamed Yang." ”

As soon as she heard this, Old Madam Huo was a little furious: "Then how can you be surnamed Yang?" The Huo family is not enough to have a surname, no, it must not be surnamed Yang! ”

Mrs. Gu glanced at her son, silently thinking about how likely it would be if she was surnamed Gu.

After a few words, Mrs. Gu finally couldn't help but speak: "If you give birth to three people, can you have a surname Gu?" ”

Therefore, in the last ten minutes of the New Year, the group had a heated discussion around Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen's baby. ”

Zhao Siqing has one head and two big, but he feels that he has nothing to love, and he doesn't know how to be good, so he pulls it on the child after eating a coin.

Huo Jingchen obviously didn't have much interest, thinking that if he really had it, he would have a casual surname.

It's best that several of them take turns to take care of it, so as not to disturb the two-person world of him and Qingqing, and it will be an eyesore.

Before Zhao Siqing could come back to her senses, Huo Jingchen's big hand pinched her waist and took her into his arms by the window: "Do you know that there are coins in that dumpling?" ”

Zhao Siqing came back to his senses, and was stunned for a few seconds at the man's deep black eyes, and then said softly: "I really don't know, it's too supportive......"

Her voice was soft and glutinous, with a bit of grievance and coquettishness.

Zhao Siqing paused and asked softly, "Isn't it good to eat coins?" ”

Huo Jingchen hooked the corners of his lips, and his handsome face with red lips and white teeth looked like a demon against the backdrop of the fireworks outside the window.

He looked at her and whispered, "Your luck is all from you." ”

Zhao Siqing's ears were inexplicably hot, and he was speechless for a while.

Huo Jingchen's big hand fell on her stomach, and he whispered, "How much I can hold it when I touch it." ”

"There are so many people, don't make ...... trouble" Zhao Siqing opened his mouth with his small hand, not letting him mess around.

Huo Jingchen smiled, withdrew his hand, took her into his arms and whispered, "There are still twenty seconds, Qingqing." ”

Zhao Siqing lowered his eyes, listening to his powerful heartbeat, he only felt extremely down-to-earth and reassured.

Last New Year, they didn't seem to be together yet.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye they have been together for so long.

The countdown bell rang on the TV, and the attention of the group fell on the huge screen, and Zhao Siqing and Huo Jingchen also turned their heads to look over.

"Ten, Nine, Eight......"

"Four, three, two, one!"

"Happy New Year!!

Huo Jingchen looked down at the woman in his arms, kissed her forehead and whispered, "Happy New Year, baby." ”

Zhao Siqing's cheeks flushed a little, looked up at him and said softly, "Husband, Happy New Year." ”

Huo Jingchen took out a red envelope that had been prepared a long time ago and stuffed it into Zhao Siqing's pocket.

Zhao Siqing was a little surprised: "And a red envelope?" ”