Knowing that Mr. and Mrs. are coming back, the maid is already preparing lunch, and the lunch of the Spring Festival is more sumptuous than any other day,

Of course, the amount is usually not much because there are only two people who eat, but there are a lot of dishes.

In the third month of the cub,

Yin Zhuohua's morning sickness reaction has almost disappeared, and now he has a good appetite for food.

"Serve me another bowl of rice."

You see, after she eats one bowl of rice, she has to eat another bowl and maybe a third bowl.

Not to mention the vegetables, soup, exquisite and delicious fruit refreshments after the meal.

In this regard,

Pei Tingli was very pleased.

The first snow of the year in the imperial capital is menacing, and the snowflakes are flying, spinning and jumping, which is very intentional but too cold.

Yin Zhuohua is afraid of the cold,

can't stand her excuse that she is a vegetable and fun-loving, and takes a walk after lunch to eat.

Pulled Pei Tingli to walk in the snow outside the manor, and waited for the snow to fall to a certain extent.

She was still childishly spinning in circles in the snow, and Pei Tingli was shocked to see her heart beat an inch.

At last

Miss Yin, she built a snowman, stood next to the snowman, and smiled at Pei Tingli with crooked eyebrows:

"How's that, is it good-looking? Not bad, right? ”

Pei Tingli's eyes reflected Yin Zhuohua's bright and moving smile, and his lips raised his arc silently: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful." ”

Mr. Pei has an advantage, that is, he never skimps on complimenting his own women.

Yin Zhuohua is also beautiful and self-aware, and has no modesty at all, raising his beautiful chin and boasting calmly and confidently:

"I'm pretty, I know."

The gloved hand patted the snowman's big, round, white skull, "That's what I'm asking." ”

Pei Tingli didn't give face, and after looking up and down at the snowman that Miss Yin had worked so hard to build, he gave an evaluation and said honestly: "Ugly." ”

Yin Zhuohua: ......

A little angry but it's okay because she's going to fight back.

continued to pat the snowman's head and nodded in agreement: "That's right, I'm just piling it up like you." ”

Pei Tingli overflowed with pleasant laughter from his throat, but he also connived at Miss Yin's nonsense,

glanced at the getting heavier and heavier snow, so he squatted down and exposed his wide back to Yin Zhuohua:

"Come here, carry you."

Yin Zhuohua hadn't had enough fun yet, but he was still obedient and obediently went over and lay on the man's back,

The two arms reluctantly climbed Pei Tingli's neck, and frantically stuck to his face to express his dissatisfaction:

"I haven't had enough of it."

Pei Tingli's palm was thick, and while dragging Miss Yin's buttocks, he patted it with great force, half justified and half seducing:

"It's not too late to wait for more snow to come back to play, go upstairs to sleep first and take a nap to recharge your energy, obedient, huh?"

Yin Zhuohua felt that what Mr. Pei said was reasonable, and he was easily persuaded not to insist and not toss again.

On the other side, the Yin family,

The Yin family started dinner relatively late, and now they were just having lunch.

This year's situation is a bit special, the eldest daughter is married, and the younger daughter is not to mention it.

But it's still lively,

Because of the presence of Yin Yanbei, a wild boy who chatters, the atmosphere can't be quiet if he wants to.

"Mom, I'll tell you about our school's winter vacation ......" "By the way, Dad, you promised to buy me the ...... last time"

"Finally this year is what I'm looking forward to, and in a few months I'll be an 18-year-old adult!"

The teenager talks a lot and the topic jumps quickly, probably because he has a heart for an active atmosphere, so his expression is a little more exaggerated than usual.

Yin's mother was amused: "What's a few months away, it's just the New Year, and it's still very early in July." ”

Yin's father opened his mouth to ask the maid to add food, and listened to his wife's words: "If I remember correctly, the due date of Burning is also in July, right?" ”

Mother Yin smiled and nodded: "Yes." Thinking that she was going to be a grandmother, Yin's mother was still a little confused, "I don't know if it's a boy or a girl......"

Yin Yanbei was taking a big bite of rice without losing his elegance, and raised his head to grab the words: "I know this, I know, my sister said that she was pregnant with a flour glutinous rice dumpling,

It's still exactly the same as my brother-in-law, but I don't think it's possible to inherit it genetically......"

The three of you said one by one, and Yin Junhua received a phone call here,

When he saw the caller ID, he paused, and after talking to a few people, he went out of the restaurant to answer the phone.

It was Jing Qingge who called,

There was a faint sound of occasional announcements in the airport hall on the other side of the call, and Yin Junhua was not surprised.

came out of the dining room and walked out of the living room, and finally stopped at the gate of the Yin family, and put one hand in the trouser pocket of the suit, opening the mouth is calm and relieved:

"Happy New Year, Qingge."

Jing Qingge sat in the airport hall with his luggage in tow, and when he heard it, he laughed and laughed, and he was also calm and relieved:

"Happy New Year, Brother Junhua, I'm saying goodbye to you, I'm going back, take care."

The white snowflakes were sprinkled, exactly the same as the day the two broke up,

The difference is that this time there was no quarrel, and there was no hastily hung up the phone.

Yin Junhua stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snow and smiled: "You have grown up, take care." ”

The reason why the two broke up at the beginning was actually nothing special, I have to say something carefully,

It's nothing more than when Jing Qingge needed Yin Junhua's boyfriend to accompany him, but Yin Junhua couldn't accompany him in the army.

The relationship between young and vigorous people is always particularly unforgettable, Yin Junhua has always felt indebted to Jing Qingge,

And the last time Jing Qingge was in danger, he appeared in time to protect Jing Qingge, which can be regarded as untying the knot in his heart for so many years.

As for rebuilding the old good,

I haven't seen each other for many years, and it's not what it was back then.

Not all broken mirrors need to be reunited, and it would be better for each other to let go of their feelings and look forward.

day and night cycle,

In winter, it always gets dark very quickly, but it's only six o'clock in the evening and it's already dark.

“peng！！” “peng！！”

The golden fireworks are gorgeous, blooming in the sky and lighting up the dark night stars are dazzling,

Under the fireworks, the entire estate looks like a majestic castle lit up by dazzling stars.

On the top floor of the manor, somewhere on the balcony,

Yin Zhuohua leaned his head on Pei Tingli's broad shoulder, staring at the night sky that kept blooming fireworks for a long time.

Then she wowed, and the red lips slowly opened and closed and said something that ruined the romantic atmosphere:

"The last time I saw such beautiful fireworks was the last time, there were fireworks in the sky, and the underground zombie tide broke out, chasing the survivors everywhere,

Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have been a member of the zombie army. ”

After Yin Zhuohua finished speaking, she sighed, as if she was very sentimental when she touched the scene,

Pei Tingli put her palm on Miss Yin's small waist, and was about to pinch the soft flesh on the woman's waist and say a few comforting words, such as the past.

But I heard Yin Zhuohua look at the sky full of fireworks and snort, and then turned his head to the pair of breathtaking fox eyes narcissism that winked at him and said:

"If I become a zombie, I should be the most beautiful zombie, my beautiful face,

It's really natural to be self-reliant and hard to give up, it's a pity that the cub didn't inherit me and I inherited you! ”

Pei Tingli: ......

Pei Tingli felt that optimism was better than self-pity and pessimism, and swallowed the comforting words back into his stomach, not knowing how many times to correct it:

"She'll only be like you, not like me."