Feng Lang was suddenly hugged so tightly, he lowered his head, reached out and gently stroked the top of her head. Touch.

The fireworks outside the window exploded again, and the colors of purple and red fell on them brightly or darkly.

"Ahh

Qu Rao screamed, pushed Feng Lang away, and ran towards the kitchen.

I turned off the heat, lifted the pot again, and looked inside.

The dumplings were all falling apart, a ball of paste, and a layer of cabbage leaves floating on them.

"My dumplings are like this."

Qu Rao shrugged helplessly.

"It's okay, it's hot and you can eat it." Feng Lang laughed, "I asked Li Liang to buy me something a few days ago, Spanish ham, red wine, and some nuts and snacks. ”

Feng Lang pointed to a large bag he had thrown on the ground.

"Feng Lang, you are really an angel!"

Qu Rao held her face and kissed her heavily.

Subsequently, the table was full of a lot of them, and the most chilling thing was probably a bowl of boiled dumpling soup for one person.

"Happy New Year."

Feng Lang raised his red wine glass and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Happy New Year!"

Qu Rao also raised her red wine glass.

There was a ding, a crisp sound collided, and both of them laughed.

After drinking two sips of wine, Qu Rao went to eat the dumpling soup with a spoon again, digging into those broken skin dumpling soup, it didn't seem to be as unpalatable as she imagined, and it was very delicious unexpectedly.

"It's delicious."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

As long as it's you, even if it's wind and frost, even if it's rain and dew, you're happy.

After eating, the two leaned on the sofa and watched the program on the TV.

Neither of them spoke, quietly watching the show.

Almost after the early hours of the morning, Qu Rao yawned.

"On. Bed go to sleep! ”

In Qu Rao's coquettish voice, Feng Lang picked her up and gently put her on the bed.

"Aren't you together?"

Qu Rao asked, reaching out and grabbing the corner of Fenglang's clothes.

Faced with Qu Rao's words, Feng Lang's heart was on fire. Hot, if it was in the past, I would definitely not be willing to stay.

But......

At this time, Fenglang's mobile phone rang wildly again.

Feng Lang glanced at it and pressed it.

Qu Rao still saw that it was Li Liang's name on it.

"Are you leaving?"

Qu Rao asked.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Feng Lang nodded.

"There's still more than an hour to get on the plane and fly back."

Qu Rao: "......"

"You ......"

For a while, Qu Rao didn't know what to say.

"I just miss you so much."

Feng Lang hugged her tightly in his arms again, sniffed her body, and then let go of his hand.

"I'm leaving."

Feng Lang gently stroked her head with his hand again. Touched it twice.

"Okay."

Qu Rao nodded and curled the corners of her mouth.

"Okay."

She sent Feng Lang out, walked to the window again, waited for a while, and watched Feng Lang get into the car and leave.

His fingers touched the glass, and there was a burst of coolness, but Qu Rao's face was filled with a warm smile.

After that, as Feng Lang expected, Qu Rao became popular, and various film appointments continued, and the company that had hidden her before also began to come out to activities.

Qu Rao didn't care about it, she was annoyed, whether it was the original owner or herself, she didn't care about being famous.

The original owner just wants to make money to support her sister, but she just wants to get close to Feng Lang.

Now that following Feng Lang is like this, it doesn't matter what fame and fortune are.

It's just that she's in trouble.