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The thick, ink-colored night sky was gradually dispersed by the sun.

When the blue sky gradually replaced the darkness, there was less than one day left in the new year.

Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu, who had been tossing all night yesterday, were still asleep in the warm bed. He hugged her, and she wrapped her around her. The quilt was half-covered, and they all looked unsightly.

The curtains in the bedroom of the mansion block the light, so they slept until almost eleven o'clock before they were awakened by the phone ringing.

Zhang Xiaojian wiped the saliva from his mouth, feeling soft in his hands.

Ye Mozhu rubbed his chest, feeling very hot.

The ringtone continued, and Zhang Xiaojian randomly grabbed two hands, grabbed the phone by the pillow, barely opened one eye, saw the name on the phone is Gao Qingsong, and answered with no energy: "Why? ......"

When Gao Qingsong heard Zhang Xiaojian’s voice, he knew he hadn’t woken up yet, and he didn’t know whether it was because he spent a long time with Zhang Xiaojian, gradually degrading, or out of his heart. He sitting at the computer desk turned on the subwoofer. At the loudest voice, without replying to Zhang Xiaojian, he played a wild wolf disco.

"Come on, draw a dragon with me on the left and a rainbow on the right."

Zhang Xiaojian opened his second eye with a numb scalp, and said softly, "I'm awake...Don't let it go."

Gao Qingsong turned down the sound with satisfaction, and sent out a sincere invitation: "New Year's Eve together in the evening!"

Only then did Zhang Xiaojian remember that today is the last day of the year. He was holding the phone with one hand and touching the softness of Mo Zhu's chest with the other, and he didn't want to let go for a long time.

"Hey, talk to you!"

Zhang Xiaojian: "Oh... Got it, where have you been?"

Gao Qingsong: "Your family, I have called all the friends in Ningyuan, you don't need to greet you, we will prepare our own drinks, and you will let Mo Zhu prepare the food?"

Zhang Xiaojian: "..., is it so unkind? Can I refuse?"

"No, let me tell you something else."

"Ok?"

"Aren't Su Yu and I getting married soon."

"Gao Qingsong! What are you doing!"

"Ahem, don't be so nervous, I know you two are young, I want to make a proposal."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..." Yesterday he and Ye Mozhu talked about a marriage proposal when they were pressing on the road. He didn't expect Gao Qingsong to play it like this today.

"How to ask?"

"How about fireworks?"

"...It's really vulgar."

"There is nothing new."

"All right, it's just a meaning anyway, it's better than nothing."

Gao Qingsong said: "Yes, life needs a sense of ritual."

Zhang Xiaojian squeezed Ye Mozhu's... said: "It makes sense, I have something to do, I won't tell you, I'll do it myself at some point."

"Just woke up, what did you have..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaojian hung up his phone.

Then he looked at Ye Mozhu who was half-dreaming and half-awake, his hands started walking up and down...

The dazed Mo Zhu wrapped his hands around his neck, closed his eyes and kissed him.

Little girl...

Are you still not convinced?

Zhang Xiaojian turned over and made a move to topple Mount Tai...

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When the hour hand points to twelve o'clock, the clouds and rain gradually closed.

It seems that the little couple wins newly-married couples with enthusiasm and passion.

So Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu, who took a bath together for the first time, were in the bathroom again.

After washing the feet and feet for almost an hour, the two of them walked out with heat all over their bodies.

Ye Mozhu took out his brand-new clothes, the two changed them, went downstairs, and ate the first meal of the day.

The meal was just finished, and there was a sound of dripping outside the door.

Zhang Xiaojian put on a down jacket, opened the door, and saw Gao Qingsong who had arrived outside the door.

It’s not when he just woke up and his head was faint and swollen. He was so sane, he immediately cursed: "I made you wake up in the morning, and now I’m running to the door of my house. You have no legs. Am I out to pick you up?"

Gao Qingsong poked his head out of the car window: "I told you to move things."

Zhang Xiaojian closed the door with his backhand, put on cotton shoes barefoot, and walked out to see Gao Qingsong holding out small boxes from the back seat of the car.

"All fireworks?"

"Well, if you want to do it, you need to be grand, so that the entire Ning Yuan can see it."

Zhang Xiaojian walked to the trunk of the car and took out a box and replied: "Yes, do you still have to kneel down and propose to wear a diamond ring?"

"No, the diamond ring was given early. I bought a necklace this time."

Zhang Xiaojian moved the box into the garage: "Okay, it's a bit new."

The two went back and forth two or three times, and Ye Mozhu opened the door and shouted, "Have you eaten Qingsong?"

Gao Qingsong: "No, I didn't eat at noon."

Ye Mozhu smiled: "Okay, I know, I won't do it for you." Then she closed the door and went back to the house by herself.

"..."

Gao Qingsong looked at Zhang Xiaojian and said, "I found that not only have you two become more and more husband and wife, but your behavior style has become more and more similar."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "She teased you, she must go back and do it for you."

Gao Qingsong raised his head and said, "This is pretty much the same."

Zhang Xiaojian asked: "When will they come?"

"All say afternoon, Waner won't come."

Zhang Xiaojian didn't say a word...

Gao Qingsong said: "There are classes."

"Uh, I didn't ask again."

"I'm afraid you will be lost."

Zhang Xiaojian lifted his cotton shoes and kicked Gao Qingsong's ass: "I will have a good chat with Su Yu in the evening."

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about your story with other women."

"Where is it?"

"Then talk about you cuckold Xiao Wang."

………

………

Back in the room, Zhang Xiaojian and Gao Qingsong saw Ye Mozhu washing and cutting.

Looking at the ingredients, it is not a simple dish, there are at least three or four, including meat and vegetables.

Gao Qingsong sat down on the sofa and smiled: "It doesn't need to be so rich."

Ye Mozhu raised his head and said, "I didn't do it for you, so you can borrow it."

Gao Qingsong: "They came tonight." As he said that, he looked at the dishes and chopsticks on the table that hadn't had time to clean up. It was obvious that Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu had just finished eating, and could not help but said, "Who else is there besides me?"

Ye Mozhu: "Yuanyuan, she is coming soon."

Zhang Xiaojian was not surprised when he knew this.

It took Gao Qingsong for a while before he remembered who Yuanyuan was.

He still remembered that the last time he met was on the balcony of a small villa in Jiangcheng, when Zhang Xiaojian wanted to help her repay the money she borrowed from her family, but she did not agree.

Zhang Xiaojian seemed to have thought of this by chance, so Gao Qingsong and him said in unison in the next second: "Have she paid back the money?"

Ye Mozhu said while cutting vegetables: "This is just an internship. How can it be done?"

While talking, the doorbell rang outside.

Zhang Xiaojian ran to open the door and saw the girl who was obviously thinner but still carrying a huge travel bag.

"Brother Xiaojian." Yuanyuan, who was standing at the door, smiled and went on to say: "I'm here to be Tim Chai!"

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