Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is the New Year.

It's been a very cold day.

Last night, the temperature plummeted, and it snowed again in the middle of the night, and the snow continued until noon today.

The snow has been falling for so long, and now the whole world outside is in a white vastness, looking very bright, although it is beautiful, but Song Qing still doesn't like winter.

In winter, it's cold to death if you want to go out, and not only that, but you can't wear beautiful clothes, you can only wrap them like a rice dumpling. Therefore, Song Qing really doesn't like it in winter.

The Chinese New Year is still a few days away.

Of course, this is not the main thing, the main point is that they have moved again. I bought the house a few months ago, and now it's been more than a month since I moved here.

Stay in a new house and welcome the new year.

Neither.

The main reason is that the two bigwigs in her family made a lot of money, so they directly changed to a mid-level villa, which is very large and luxurious, and it also comes with a private apron. Yes, the place where Song Qing lives now is this kind of mansion.

Now Zhao Cheng's father and son have gathered a group of security personnel, commonly known as bodyguards. Most of these people are veterans, don't get me wrong, it's definitely not doing bad things, on the contrary, this father and son are simply solving the problem of veterans' employment. ”

It's the end of the year.

Song Qing summed it up, their family's industrial chain has expanded, and now 'Zhao Yuxuan' has opened in several cities.

Of course, when they were engaged in antiques, the father and son were not idle, and they also invested in the catering industry, not to mention that this business is really impressive.

It can only be said that people have brains, and even if they are not prime ministers, they can be mixed.

In short, with these two bigwigs in the family, Song Qing has won all the way, and without doing anything, he can live in a mansion of 200 million yuan, and there is countless money.

The life of the salted fish is not explained.

At this time, it was icy and snowy outside the Zhao family's villa, and the sky was fluttering with snowflakes, but at this time, the master bedroom in the villa was a peach blossom March.

She had spent the whole morning in this bed. Song Qing felt like a fallen leaf floating on the sea, ups and downs, swaying, and in a trance.

Again and again.

All kinds of tossing, in short, until the wind and waves were calm, Song Qing didn't even want to move.

Two words.

Tired.

At this time, Zhao Cheng leaned sideways on the head of the bed, and Song Qing nestled quietly in the crook of his arm, and faint kiss marks could be clearly seen on his neck and shoulders.

Seeing that her quilt was not covered, Zhao Cheng reached out and pulled her up some, and then reached out to encircle the person in his arms through the quilt.

Looking at the figure in the crook of his arm, Zhao Cheng's fingers stroked Song Qing's cheek. His gaze fell on the tails of her reddened eyes, and he couldn't help but whisper.

"It's fine."

No, she's not good at all.

I feel like my waist is no longer my own.

Thinking of this, Song snorted lightly and reached out to poke his chest, expressing dissatisfaction.

This man.

The figure is really good, there is nothing to say. The shoulders are wide and the waist is thin, and the body is strong with eight-pack abs. People who practice martial arts are different, this physical strength is really good.

Reached out to take her restless hand, put it on the lips and kissed it.

"Tired Madame." Zhao Cheng said as he leaned closer to her cheek and kissed her.

"You're unconscious."

"Well, the king will not reign soon."

Hehe......

This shameless.

……

Soon it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

It had been snowing for several days, but now the sky was finally clear, and there was a little sun. Although the sun is not warm at all in winter, the temperature is still a little warmer overall.

Today, most of the bodyguards in the villa have left for vacation. As for those who did not go home and were willing to stay, the Zhao family gave three times the salary.

At this time, at home, whether it was a window or a glass, they were all pasted with red window grilles by Song Qing. In the yard, there are all kinds of retro lanterns, and the lanterns are colorful, in short, it looks very festive.

It's been a very warm year.

Chinese New Year's Eve.

There are not only Song Qing's family of three, but also Song Qing's parents, younger brother, and second uncle's family. Gathered together, there was also a large table full of people, and they had a lively Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

In the end, after Zhao Cheng's alcohol consumption put down Song's father, Song's second uncle, and Song Qing's two cousins, this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner came to an end.

Laughter, family members, that's, the feeling of home.

Before meeting Song Qing, Zhao Cheng didn't have any feelings about the New Year, after all, he had no relatives and no reason, and it was just a person's New Year.

Right now.

Zhao Cheng thinks it's good to celebrate the New Year.

……

years later.

The weather is getting warmer, and the marriage of Song Qing and Zhao Cheng is also being prepared.

The wedding was in February, everything was recovering, spring was blooming, Song Qing and they chose a traditional wedding, a phoenix crown and a red wedding dress.

Weddings, there are wedding companies to organize, as long as the money is enough, they can do whatever kind of wedding you want. Therefore, although Song Qing is getting married, it seems that it is no different from usual, nothing has anything to do with her, she just needs to wait to be the bride.

The wedding date is getting closer and closer, and Song Qing, who was not nervous, is a little nervous.

According to custom, Zhao Cheng was going to come to the Song family to pick up his relatives, so two days in advance, Song Qing returned to his home in Lihua Town to get married with peace of mind.

Tomorrow is the wedding.

Although he has already been married once, Song Qing is still looking forward to tomorrow's wedding. Of course, there was still a little nervousness.

At this time, Song Qing was sitting on her bed, and on the festive bed beside her, there was a complete set of red wedding dresses and jewelry and headdresses, all of which would be used tomorrow.

The wedding dress is beautiful and atmospheric.

Fine satin, exquisite embroidery, and a phoenix embroidered with gold thread on it is lifelike.

Looking at the wedding dress on the bed, Song Qing thought of the scene of marrying Zhao Cheng for the first time. This is the second time Song Qing has been married, and her husband is still the same person.

A wedding in ancient times.

A modern wedding.

This kind of fate can be regarded as unprecedented and unprecedented! Thinking of this, Song Qing couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that the time was not early, Song Qing was about to put away his wedding dress and go to bed to rest, when he heard the mobile phone on the bed vibrate.

Reach for your phone and take a look.

It was a message from Zhao Cheng.

"Did you sleep?"

The message was simple, ask her if she slept.

Tap Edit, and then send.

"Not yet."

After sending the message, she immediately replied to her message.

"I'm downstairs from you."

Downstairs?

Song was stunned for a moment, and edited the message suspiciously, "Why are you downstairs in me, and you are still at home before dinner?" ”

It's hard to fly.

As it turned out, Song Qing guessed right.

She was thinking about it when she saw that her phone vibrated again, and then Zhao Cheng sent another message.

"I miss you, I flew over from the city overnight with light work."

Looking at the news, Song Qing was dumbfounded.

It's really flying.

Reaching out to edit the message, Song Qing couldn't help but come back with the message.

"Big guy, please take my knees."

(End of chapter)