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In the sky full of fireworks, you and me are a very pleasant thing.

Only a minute before the salute stopped firing, fireworks fell in the night sky.

This is not something wrong, it's just finished...

Zhang Xiaojian felt that people hadn't become enthusiastic, so he asked in surprise, "Is this done?"

Bai Yang felt a little embarrassed: "Buy less, buy less."

Puff, this is the truth. Although Lao Bai enjoys manager-level salary in the music scene, there is no original stock in the music scene, and there is nothing to say, because he does not make money...

He not only has to socialize, but also cheer for Lamborghini every day, and dating Xu Lele can’t always make a girl spend money, so if he buys less fireworks, it’s very real. It’s not that he doesn’t know that such a small amount of fireworks is enough for one. Minutes...

Well, this is really disappointing.

Fortunately, Zhong Lingshuai didn't have to continue eating dog food.

Otherwise, he watched the two couples hugging and whispering in his ears in the midst of the sky full of fireworks. It is estimated that there would be no need to eat dinner at night.

Since I have eaten a lot of pots recently, I found a Lu Chuan shop nearby so late, and Zhang Xiaojian also found Zhong Lingshuai a companion-Hong Xinshu.

Hong Xinshu has had a very comfortable life in the music scene these two months.

Although it is child labor treatment, working, going to work, nonsense, and eating every day, it feels very practical and interesting.

Occasionally, when he felt bored, he would go outside with a big country to book a room in an Internet cafe. The two of them did not play online games, they played the old version of live football, and they could play overnight.

Before he knew it, his changes were a little bit bigger. There was a little bit of rouge on his face, and his complexion became a little darker, but his spirit was much fuller than before.

After getting acquainted with Zhong Lingshuai, not long after talking and laughing on the table, the fourteen-year-old Hong Xinshu spoke to the twenty-four-year-old Zhong Lingshuai in a sophisticated tone: "Looking at you now, it’s like Looking at me two months ago, hey, I'm getting old."

"Um~~ Xiaojian, are your children in Jiangcheng so nagging now? Does this count as putting gold on your face to praise you for being handsome?"

Zhang Xiaojian smiled, took a bite of beef skewers, and chewed on it as he chewed: "No, Xin Shu doesn't mean your appearance, it means that you are the same as him before, and he doesn't show up anymore."

Zhong Lingshuai: "How old are you?"

"fourteen."

"Fourteen will see through Hong Chen?"

"I didn't see it through, just tired of playing..."

"Oh, let me go, tell me what you have played."

"You played it, I guess I played it before I was twelve years old."

...

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaojian estimated that the two of them were about to compare their glorious resumes, and immediately interrupted: "Boss, let's have another bunch of leeks and a bunch of lamb waist."

Zhong Lingshuai and Hong Xinshu looked at Zhang Xiaojian together, and then involuntarily glanced at Ye Mozhu.

As a little expert in the kitchen, Ye Mozhu blushed and looked at Zhang Xiaojian in an annoyed look. The meaning was clear. What do you want to do at night?

Why?

Of course I won’t let you go home!

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After finishing the string, Zhong Lingshuai was ruthlessly thrown on the music scene... Waiting for him will be the staff dormitory and the lunch box tomorrow morning.

Bai Yang drove the Lamborghini and took Xu Lele back to the city, asking about where to go.

It is estimated that even if the two of them are not going to open the house because they have just held hands, they will grind in the car until dawn...

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu went straight to the small villa.

The reason is that Ye Mozhu really didn't want to go home, nor refused to go back to their future home with Zhang Xiaojian...

So that Zhang Xiaojian's heart jumped all the way,

Pushing open the courtyard door of the small villa, the two held hands and pushed open the living room door.

Press the switch, the chandelier lights up suddenly, and the clean and spacious living room is spotless, obviously thanks to the second aunt.

Zhang Xiaojian made two cups of coffee shamelessly. The two of them sat on the sofa and turned on the TV absently, listening to the sound of the advertisement.

Then, Ye Mozhu naturally leaned against Zhang Xiaojian's shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, but listened to the small sound on the TV, but felt that the world had stopped turning a bit.

Inexplicably, Zhang Xiaojian's original nervousness and impulse in that area disappeared. He just feels good now and is unwilling to destroy this atmosphere.

Smelling the faint scent of Ye Mozhu's hair, and feeling her lean on her own light weight, Zhang Xiaojian felt that she would be her in this life.

As everyone knows, leaning on Zhang Xiaojian's shoulder and holding Zhang Xiaojian's hand, Ye Mozhu also felt that he was the only one in this life.

After both of them had this feeling in their hearts at the same time, they both looked at each other inadvertently.

Zhang Xiaojian tilted his head slightly, and Ye Mozhu raised his eyes slightly.

So a spark called love burst out...a sour smell called love spread...

She leaned towards him.

He also moved towards her.

The two laughed at each other and kissed each other affectionately.

Zhang Xiaojian smiled, and found that there was nothing in his heart. Yuwang who was about to overthrow Mo Zhu, instead said: "If you don't go home tonight, Lao Ye won't show up at my door tomorrow with a boning knife."

Ye Mozhu smiled, his dimples suddenly appeared, and he said softly: "No, he will hold your hand at best and talk with you about life and ideals."

Zhang Xiaojian had a headache when he thought of Lao Ye, who had a big head and a thick neck. He estimated that he was going to marry his daughter, and he would inevitably be embarrassed by him.

"Tell me about what you did in DìDū?"

When Zhang Xiaojian thought about it, he smiled and said, "On the first day in DìDū, Lao Sun made a table for a banquet. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, I looked at the bustling DìDū and said hello DìDū."

"Very artistic..."

"It's not literary. Actually, I wanted to buy a wave in DìDū, but in the end... Apart from investing in Chen Ning's film and television company, I found that I had nothing to do when I came back."

………

………

Fifteen and ten said what he did in DìDū.

Ye Mozhu occasionally laughed, occasionally interrupted, occasionally teased, and the two of them were a little pale when they talked unconsciously.

Zhang Xiaojian asked, "Really not leaving?" After speaking, I regretted it and felt it was unnecessary...

Ye Mozhu nodded generously, and walked into Zhang Xiaojian's bedroom with ease, changed into Zhang Xiaojian's white shirt as pajamas, and then got into the bed.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't pretend to say that I was going to sleep on the floor. He simply rushed and got in.

The two turned to the left and the other to the right, looking at each other and turning off the lights.

Then...the sound of'mum' came from the dark room, and the temperature gradually rose.

Just when it was strong, Zhang Xiaojian's phone screen lit up, and a buzzing vibration shook the two people who were kissing...

Ye Mozhu didn't want to see it, but the phone was between the pillows of the two of them. It was hard not to see the words Rodindan appearing on the message bar...

Then she raised her brows and her voice became cold: "Your first love asked you to chat. Is this also the time period in DìDū?"