Ling Mo looked down at her little hand, the corners of his mouth raised, and he reached out to pick up her little hand, holding the palm of his hand.

"Uh, itchy...... Ning Yuanlan wanted to withdraw his hand, but Ling Mo raised his head and pulled her into his arms, and the other hand instinctively lifted her chin and kissed her.

By the river, snowflakes are flying, the night breeze is blowing, children and adults are very happy, fireworks are set off, roller skating is rollerblading, and there are also young couples holding hands and passing by.

Seeing the two of them hugging each other passionately and kissing, they all smiled.

After a long time, Ling Mo let go of her and hugged her tightly in his arms, "Ning'er, I love you, do you know?" ”

"I know!" She buried her head in his arms, and her voice was a little muffled in replying, but it made him very happy to listen, "Ling Mo." ”

"Huh?" He hugged her tightly, beside him, the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, Jiangcheng had not had snow for many years, Ruixue Zhaofeng year, the coming year must be a good year.

"I love you!" She looked up in his arms, a smile on her lips, and told him very seriously that she loved him.

Ling Mo laughed, his smile reaching the corners of his eyes, and even his eyebrows were crooked.

Ning Yuanlan also laughed, withdrew his hand from his waist, stood on tiptoe, reached out to wrap his neck, and took the initiative to send his lips.

At this moment, the rest, she really doesn't care.

Ning Yuanlan loves Ling Mo, at this moment, she wants to kiss him, no matter where she is now, and who is watching around, she just wants to tell him with her own kiss that she loves him, and she also wants to tell everyone who is destined to pass by them that she loves such a man.

Ling Mo reached out to hold her face and kissed her, every movement carried his love and drowning for her, without any impure desire, just wanting to smell her like this.

Around, snowflakes flew, heads were ding, fireworks were blooming, and the whole Jiangcheng was immersed in a bit of enthusiastic joy.

The arrival of snowflakes has made this year's Spring Festival very different.

Ning Yuanlan's arrival made Ling Mo's life no longer only self-blame and work!

And his arrival also made her life less lifeless, except for painting or painting.

Sometimes, fate is so simple, so wonderful, you can't help but believe in fate.

When I came back from Heti, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the fireworks were sent back by the supermarket staff, so there was a special car, so it was faster than Ling Mo and Ning Yuanlan walking back.

When they entered the door, Lin Xinjie and the two elders of the Ling family were making dumplings, saying that they would be kept until the turn of the meridian and eaten as supper!

Ning Yuanlan and Ling Mo also joined in, and after a while, Heng Jinghui also came back with Hengxi, everyone made dumplings together, and then at eleven o'clock, they took them to cook.

When it was past eleven fifty in the morning, everyone except Gao Xueqing went to the garden outside.

"I'll do something, I'll do something!" Hengxi has been clamoring for fireworks for a long time!

"No way!" Ling Mo shook his head, "Children can't play with this!" ”

After that, he lit the fuse of the fireworks and walked to Ning Yuanlan's side.

"Whoosh......"

"Bang ......"

Beautiful fireworks exploded above the villa, instantly brilliant and sparkling!

"Wow, that's beautiful!" Hengxi pointed to the fireworks and jumped up, "Our fireworks, our fireworks!" ”

Ning Yuanlan looked at him with a smile, and looked up at Ling Mo, he looked at her, saw her looking at him, raised his hand and took her into his own sea, hugged her tightly, and looked up at the fireworks in the night with her, "This is our home fireworks, our home celebration!" ”

It's their sweetness!