My Ome, she gradually swells

Chapter 125 Xiaojiabiyu Talisman Orange Sparrow
He didn't answer immediately, he first came to the kitchen door, then yelled at his parents inside, "I'll make a phone call in the bedroom", and finally turned and went into his room.

Father Wen was washing the dishes, and when he heard the door closing outside the kitchen, he began to smile triumphantly: "Guess who your son is calling?"

Mama Wen glanced at it and said in a muffled voice, "As long as it's not a bad thing, anyone will do!"

"I guess it's Qiaoer."

"What do you say?"

"Hiss, wife. Do you think our son and Qiao'er really have something?"

"If there is anything, what do you want?"

"Uh..." Papa Wen paused, and rinsed the last bowl, "I have to make my son pay attention, so that nothing happens."

Mother Wen spat immediately, "My son is more sensible than you."

"I'm not worried!"

"worry about what?"

"I..." Dad Wen said angrily, "I'm worried that the next door will use my daughter to blackmail my son! My son is so outstanding now, with top grades, what if he is cheated away?"

Mother Wen burst out laughing, kicked, and said, "What nonsense, don't bother him, it's almost over, I still want to watch Liu Qian's magic tricks."

"Can Liu Huan also sing?"

"..."

bedroom.

The phone was still vibrating, and Fu Chengque was like a ghost who kept calling when he didn't answer.

Wen Yu sat in front of his desk, stood the phone upright, took a light breath, and pressed the connect button.

The black screen suddenly brightened.

Fu Chengque's exquisite face appeared on the screen, separated by some distance.

Wen Yu's heart moved.

Her skin is so fair, even in the dark night, even if there is a little light source, it will reflect flawless jade.Looking through the screen, the facial features are still so small and correct.

The wind on the top of the building was strong, and a few strands of hair were always fluttering. She stroked her hair with her hands, and the movement of combing her hair was slow and delicate, which was quite annoying.

When Fu Chengque was silent, she had the strong air of Xiaojiabiyu, a southern girl...

"Ah! Mr. Wen, take it! You saw that I didn't speak first, you are disrespectful to the empress!"

"Wahhahaha, is it too dark, can you see me clearly?"

Wen Yu took a breath, pushed down and scattered the inner evaluation of "Xiaojiabiyu" in his heart just now, threw it on the ground, and then stomped hard a few times.

"I saw it, I saw it, you are awkward." The boy replied helplessly.

"Show you the fireworks!"

The camera flips, and clusters of fireworks bloom in the distance.

Wen Yu looked out of the window on his side, and there were even more fireworks.He looked at the window of Fu Chengque's bedroom opposite, it was dark and tightly closed.

If she was here, at this moment, the two of them should be sitting here looking at each other and chatting, right?
What a pity, the first year after the relationship was restored, the distance was still a bit far away.

While thinking, the girl's face reappeared on the screen.

"Ahahaha..." The other end suddenly laughed.

"why are you laughing?"

"Mr. Wen, look at it this way, you have a really big face."

Wen Yu chuckled, "Everyone, your face is so big!"

"Huh? How big is it?"

"Like a fish plate."

"Excessive!" The other side was angry, and said, "But speaking of it, it seems that we have never had a video chat?"

Wen Yu thought for a while, then nodded: "No, never."

"It's a strange feeling."

"What's so special?"

"Hey, it's... not like a neighbor, not like a friend since childhood, very special, like... a friend I've known for a long time, or a friend I haven't seen for a long time."

Wen Yu smacked his lips, "It seems to be so interesting."

Then he sighed again: "Fortunately, we are still childhood sweethearts. Now that we have reduced to video chat, I still want to call you from the window."

"Pfft, but I think..." Fu Chengque looked at the night sky and murmured.

"You feel?"

"I think it's a good idea..."

"why?"

"Do not you think so?"

"What do you think?"

"You are closer to me than before."

Wen Yu was stunned.

Fu Chengque stretched out her hand towards the camera, and used two fingers to draw the distance from the screen to her face——

You and me, so close.

Then he smiled innocently.

A big firework flew into the sky outside the house, Wen Yu quickly turned his angle of view, and aimed the camera at the night sky, waiting for the short-lived fireworks.

On the back that Fu Chengque couldn't see, Wen Yu's heart throbbed:
Xiao Qingmei fought back, almost killing him in an instant.

……

Fu Chengque stared at the screen, watching the large firework explode from the white light ball, and split into several smaller firework circles, red, green, yellow and white, all of them.

It's so beautiful.

The camera cut back, and Wen Yu's big face appeared again, even closer than before.

She couldn't help laughing.

"Wen Yu, your face has grown bigger again."

"..."

"What's wrong with you? Why don't you talk?"

After the girl finished speaking, she shrank her neck again, "It's a bit cold up there, I can't do it anymore, I want to go down."

After all, get up and go downstairs.

Most of the relatives and friends gathered in the lobby on the first floor to watch the show and chat. Grandma lived in the center of the crowd talking and laughing, and the scene was enjoyable.On the other side, some relatives have already started preparing dumplings in the early morning.

Fu Chengque showed Wen Yu a video, and then whispered: "I'm preparing to make dumplings!"

"So early!"

"There are a lot of people."

"You're not up? Stuff a spicy dumpling in it and challenge!" The voice on the other end was also small.

Fu Chengque was angry, and raised her fist at the camera, "I'll stuff salt next time, if you don't eat it, I'll stuff it in your mouth!"

"You northerners have the custom of eating dumplings, but we are forced to give it to us southerners."

"I'm from the south too, okay?"

"Then you scold me!"

"..."

At this time, grandma saw her and waved to her.

She hurriedly said: "Grandma called me, I'll hang up first!"

"Okay, tell grandma that I miss her too."

The screen flickered and the big face disappeared.

Fu Chengque calmed down and walked towards grandma.

……

Wen Yu put away his phone, turned and left the bedroom.

Parents are watching the Spring Festival Gala in the living room, and the atmosphere is at its peak.He also squeezed into the middle of the sofa to join in.Sakamoto got out of Wen Ma's arms in a very sensible way, and lay on Wen Yu's lap. It was self-evident who was the real master.

Mama Wen pretended to be angry and said, "White-eyed cat, I'm not familiar with it, I'll go to your place as soon as I see you coming."

"I'm its lifesaver." Wen Yu smiled and asked again, "Is there Liu Qian?"

"There is Liu Huan!" Papa Wen yelled happily, and Mama Wen immediately gave him a hard look.

The show was going to a certain skit, and Wen Yu felt that he hadn't watched it, and seeing that his parents were not attracted, a new topic started.

"Are you going to watch the New Year's Eve tonight?"

"It's fine if you mean it, after twelve o'clock, don't stay up late, you'll get up early tomorrow." Mother Wen said.

Father Wen held up his mobile phone to ask for help: "Son, you are highly educated, write me some congratulatory text messages."

"to whom?"

"Well, it's not certain, just relatives and friends."

"Row."

After taking the phone, he clicked a standard cliché.

Dad Wen took a look and sent a group message very satisfied.

Wen Yu looked at it, thinking in his heart——

Blessing text messages, I have to send one to Xiao Qingmei.

　Ah, isn't it difficult?I didn’t write that when Wen Yu and Orange Sparrow interacted, someone mentioned polysaccharides. After writing a lot, I wanted to start the task again hahaha.It's really difficult to balance everyone's focus...For example, I saw in the background that when it comes to the candy distribution link, the subscriptions of this chapter are directly higher. The previous subscription is 300, and the candy subscription is 400. After the distribution, it returns to 300...It can be said that Very intuitive way to vote!But don't worry, after all, the role of the author is also here. I will try to balance it and read it comfortably.If you see an unsatisfactory plot, you can mention it. If conditions permit, I will speed up the pace, and the task is always going on...

　　
　
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