Li Yinglong turned around and saw that Zhao Mengyao's little face was flushed, and he couldn't say anything, and he was busy pretending to be an ancient playboy: "Beauty, ......!" ”

Just when he was helpless and spoiled, and hesitated, he saw Zhao Mengyao's head tilted and fell asleep.

Li Yinglong was full of black lines, he knew that it would be like this, and he shouldn't have any expectations from the beginning!!

At night, Zhao Mengyao had a dream.

She dreamed of celebrating the New Year when she was a child, making dumplings with her parents, eating Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, watching the Spring Festival Gala, eating snacks and lying fruit, keeping the year until one or two o'clock, and then unable to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, there would be a lot of money wrapped in red paper next to my pillow, which was not much, but it was already a rich asset for children.

Meng Yao would excitedly take the New Year's money, run to her parents without washing her face, and take her to the street to buy things.

That's a long way off. When she was at her aunt's house, she was kicked out of the house on Chinese New Year's Eve.

In the cold winter months, she was thinly dressed and penniless, and at night when everyone was staying at home to reunite with her relatives, she wandered the empty streets where there was not even a wandering spirit.

Look at the moon, blow the cold wind, and listen to the countdown of the Spring Festival Gala from other families.

I count down together. Six, five, four, three, two, one!

The new year will be as gloomy as ever.

She said to herself.

"Meng Yao, Meng Yao, baby!" A gentle voice woke her from her old dreams.

Zhao Mengyao opened her eyes in a daze, her face was cold, and a gentle big hand was carefully removing the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Baby, what's wrong, have a nightmare?" ”

The phantom in front of Zhao Mengyao's eyes dissipated, and she saw Li Yinglong in front of her bed, gently stroking her hair: "Don't be afraid, with me, no one will hurt you anymore." ”

Zhao Mengyao touched her face, a little embarrassed: "Am I crying?" ”

Li Yinglong hugged her into his arms and said distressedly: "Don't have nightmares in the future, do you hear it!" ”

Zhao Mengyao was amused by the man's domineering and unreasonable speech: "Is it that I can control my dreams?" ”

Li Yinglong replied: "Think about me more before going to bed, and dream about me, do you hear it!" ”

Zhao Mengyao was helpless: "Okay, well, listen to you!" ”

Li Yinglong gently patted Zhao Mengyao's back with satisfaction, his hand was gentle, and it had a soothing taste. Zhao Mengyao sniffed the faint aroma of shower gel on Li Yinglong's body, and knew that he had just taken a bath, so he asked, "What time is it?" Is the New Year coming? ”

Li Yinglong let go of her and replied with a smile: "It's only ten o'clock, and the Spring Festival Gala hasn't ended yet." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhao Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief: "I still have to keep the New Year." I almost forgot. Drinking is a mistake, drinking is a mistake. ”

"Keeping the year?" Li Yinglong was slightly stunned, he didn't have such a custom at home, so he forgot about it.

"Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights! In ancient times, the New Year's mark was to "light the lamp for the New Year" or "light the New Year's fire", all houses were lit with lamps and candles, and lamps and candles were specially lit under the bed, and the lamps and candles were lit all night.

Nowadays, there is no need to light candles, so turn on the lights instead.

Li Yinglong instructed the maid to turn on the lights in the entire house. Zhao Mengyao went to take a shower, changed into a warm dress suitable for indoor wear, and came to the living room refreshingly.

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