Almost at the same moment, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers was heard outside. Li Yinglong looked at Zhao Mengyao's eyes affectionately, gently dropped a kiss, and said, "Baby, Happy New Year." ”

Zhao Mengyao's heart trembled, and she was a little moved.

Yang Tian looked at him affectionately in front of him without any scruples, Qingqing and me, my eyes were deep, and I silently looked away.

Chen Haotian adhered to the principle of ignoring indecent manners, and turned his head obediently and consciously.

Zhao Mengyao pushed Li Yinglong away, cleared her throat in embarrassment, and then raised her eyes to meet the dark pupils in the deep sky, she blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "Happy New Year." ”

Youtian hesitated for a moment, and then responded unprecedentedly, "Happy New Year." ”

Woke up by the sound of firecrackers, Changtian walked down from the second floor wearing silk pajamas and rubbing his sleepy eyes, and when he saw so many people in the living room, he smiled: "Happy New Year, everyone." ”

Chen Haotian didn't know where to find a bunch of small fireworks and handed them to Zhao Mengyao: "Come on, come on, do you want to set off fireworks?" ”

This kind of hand-held small fireworks is called "fairy stick" on their side, safe and worry-free, Zhao Mengyao happily took it, and ran out of it.

Li Yinglong grabbed her: "Stupid, if you wear so little to go out, you will catch a cold!" ”

Zhao Mengyao stuck out her tongue: "I forgot." ”

Li Yinglong instructed the maid to bring her a thick and wide down jacket and a scarf to wrap her tightly before she was allowed to go out.

Zhao Mengyao was so excited that she ran out with a fireworks stick. Squatted in the courtyard and lit it.

The others also followed, watching Zhao Mengyao holding two fairy sticks and circling in the snow-covered courtyard, the light of the fireworks illuminating her bright smile, which was unforgettable.

Zhao Mengyao stopped spinning in circles, turned around and smiled: "You guys also come over to play." ”

Li Yinglong was the first to walk over, took a fairy stick from her hand, and shouted dotingly: "Playful little naughty." ”

Youtian came over the second time, picked up a fairy stick with an expressionless face, and then squatted in the corner and silently watched it ignite and burn out, without a trace of emotional fluctuations on his face, as if he was incense to someone.

Although Yang Tian scoffed, he still half-pushed and half-went over and took one in his hand, and after lighting it, he couldn't help but dangle it in his hand, a little happy.

Chen Haotian and Changtian were both afraid of the cold, so they didn't come over, watching them frolic at the door, and Chen Haotian also took out his mobile phone to take pictures and videos.

After all, it is a rare thing to see your boss playing fairy sticks.

Zhao Mengyao shook the fairy stick in her hand, remembering the Chinese New Year's Eve spent on the streets in the dark in the past few years, and couldn't help but feel emotional, and said: "Thank you for spending such a happy Chinese New Year's Eve with me." ”

After speaking, he raised his eyes and smiled lightly, and said sincerely: "I hope that next year, we can still celebrate the New Year together." ”

Li Yinglong took Zhao Mengyao's hand, smiled softly, and said in a pious and firm voice: "It's not just next year." I will spend every year of the rest of my life with you. ”

For the rest of your life, the wind and snow are you, the blandness is you, and the poverty is you.

Zhao Mengyao remembered the song she liked very much recently.

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