Huo Jingchen and Zhao Siqing returned to the sofa and planned to sit for a while, but Mrs. Huo and Old Man Huo went back first because of lack of energy.

The other elders sat for a while, Yang Jingqiu seemed to have won the addiction, and pulled Mrs. Gu and his wife and Song Huaijin to play mahjong together.

Zhao Siqing's mobile phone kept ringing, and she didn't have time to read the news until this time.

Most of the messages are New Year's wishes, and before Zhao Siqing has fully replied, a text message pops up, it is Lu Qian.

Zhao Siqing clicked on the message and looked at it, and found that there was a video in the text message.

Zhao Siqing quietly looked up at Huo Jingchen, who was also fiddling with his mobile phone beside him, thinking that he shouldn't be able to hear it if it was so noisy.

After all, the sound of firecrackers, TVs, mahjong and the noise of adults and children.

Thinking like this, Zhao Siqing lowered his voice a few points and clicked on the video sent by Lu Qian.

Lu Qian will be like the backstage of a performance somewhere, with some makeup on his face that he shouldn't usually like.

"Qingqing, I'm holding a concert in country M now, is it the New Year in China? I'm afraid I won't be able to go back and tell you Happy New Year in person. Lu Qian looked at the screen and spoke softly, but there was an indissoluble tenderness in the gloom between his eyebrows.

As if he didn't know what to say, Lu Qian was silent for a long time, and then asked softly, "How are you doing now?" There are no dumplings to eat. ”

At the mention of this, Lu Qian couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

During the two years they were abroad, almost every New Year's was the two of them with a few friends.

At first, their dumplings were a little bad, but after slowly groping around, they gradually became what they were.

Lu Qian thought that he would probably never be able to eat the dumplings she made in the future.

Will Huo Jingchen be good to her? Will always be good to her......

The video ended not long after, and Lu Qian seemed to have some unfinished words.

It's just that Zhao Siqing knows that even if there is more time, he is afraid that he doesn't know what else to say.

Many times, after the passage of time, things are wrong and wrong, and many things do not need to be said again, and they cannot be said again.

Zhao Siqing turned his head to look at the man beside him, thinking that it would be good now.

It's just that she didn't expect that as soon as she turned her head, she crashed into Huo Jingchen's deep sight.

"Hmm......"

Zhao Siqing's heart tightened, and she had a bad premonition, but she moved quickly, habitually extinguished the screen, and looked at Huo Jingchen with a pair of clear eyes.

Huo Jingchen's lips pursed lightly, stared at the little woman in front of him for a few seconds, and said slowly: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"What... What the? Zhao Siqing whispered.

Huo Jingchen snorted coldly, snatched her mobile phone, clicked on the video and watched it again.

Zhao Siqing had a little headache on the side, he had been married for several months, how could this man be so jealous.

Zhao Siqing grabbed his arm and said softly: "Boss Huo, I heard that you can't lose your temper at the beginning of the year, if you lose your temper at this time, you will lose your temper all year round, which is not good." ”

Huo Jingchen finished watching the video and said in a deep voice: "I don't lose my temper. ”

"Really?" Zhao Siqing breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Jingchen turned his head to look at the little woman with a snow-white complexion beside him, and his thin lips leaned into her ear and whispered, "But I want to see you cry." ”

Zhao Siqing's expression froze for a few seconds, and before he could speak, he heard the mobile phone ring again, and another message came in.

The two of them pressed their foreheads together, and they all looked down.