Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 206 This woman can always come up with all kinds of tricks!
However, when Jiang Beichen raised his head and saw Song Xiaoya's expectant expression, he finally couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm and picked up the chopsticks.

Under Song Xiaoya's close 'surveillance', he slowly picked up a dumpling, dipped it in a little sauce, carefully put it in his mouth, and started to eat.

A very strong smell of sour vinegar, mixed with a somewhat spicy taste, suddenly began to permeate in his mouth, Jiang Beichen frowned suddenly.

"What's the matter, isn't it delicious?" Seeing his frowning expression, Song Xiaoya began to worry that the dumplings were not tasty.

Jiang Beichen swallowed the dumplings very firmly, then raised his head and glanced at the LCD TV in front of him, and said with disgust, "The TV is too noisy."

"Is it noisy? Why do I think it's pretty good? The New Year's Eve is about eating dumplings and watching the party, both of which are indispensable." Song Xiaoya turned her head and glanced at the TV screen broadcasting the party, and said to her naturally. He said.

She felt that Jiang Beichen was too 'different', so the environment in his life was different from others in every way, which was very abnormal, so she deliberately wanted him to experience how a normal person should spend New Year's Eve.

"One and the other are indispensable?" Hearing what she said, Jiang Beichen glanced at the dance performance on TV suspiciously.Is this boring thing so beautiful?
"Of course they are indispensable. When I was young, I used to come here every New Year's Eve." Looking back on her childhood, Song Xiaoya still feels a little emotional.

Eating dumplings while watching the party has become an unwritten traditional custom of Chinese people, and only Jiang Beichen's New Year's Eve can be so different.

Sometimes she even began to doubt whether Jiang Beichen was an undercover agent of aliens who came to Earth, or why there were so many incomprehensible rules and living habits.

The live broadcast on TV has entered the countdown to the New Year, and it will soon be the New Year's Eve.Song Xiaoya raised her head and glanced at the time displayed on the clock on the wall, it was exactly 59:[-] in the middle of the night.

"Ten..." The host on the TV began to call out the countdown.

At this time, Song Xiaoya suddenly seemed to remember something, and quickly reached under the sofa to feel it, as if she was looking for something.

Seeing her acting strangely, Jiang Beichen cast a puzzled look at her inexplicably, wondering what she was looking for.

"Three...two...one...Happy Chinese New Year!" The host's cheering voice came from the TV.

At this time, Song Xiaoya also happened to feel for something she wanted to take from under the sofa, then took out a long paper tube, lifted it up to the ceiling, and pulled the string vigorously with the other hand.

boom--

There was a sound, and colorful ribbons sprayed out of the paper bucket immediately, then scattered in the room, and finally fell from the ceiling like snow, covering most of the bedroom.

A layer of small ribbons of various colors also fell on the bodies and hair of the two people.

Song Xiaoya looked at the color film falling from the sky, stuck out her tongue excitedly, and showed a bright smile, "Happy New Year!"

She prepared this small salute early in the morning, and then hid it under the sofa, waiting to be used in the middle of the night when the New Year's Eve came.

Looking at it now, the effect is really good, and it is worth buying.

When I was young, every time it was Chinese New Year, she would drag Song Tianyu to play like this at home, and finally made the room full of ribbons. Sometimes the two brothers and sisters would be scolded by their parents, and then they would play together. Clean up the house in a mess.

"..." Jiang Beichen looked expressionlessly at the mess in the room, and then looked at her. He was about to get angry, but when he saw her silly smile and stern face, there was only a trace of it in the end. Helpless expression.

This woman can always come up with all kinds of tricks, which makes him helpless.

"President Jiang, I'm the first person to say Happy New Year to you in the new year, shouldn't you give me the biggest red envelope?" Song Xiaoya stared at Jiang Beichen with bright eyes, then stretched out her hands, openly Ask him for a New Year's red envelope.

In the past, at this time every year, the elders and relatives of the family gave her red envelopes. This year, she married Jiang Beichen and was not at home, so she couldn't receive those red envelopes.

Now, he is the only one by her side, so it's only good to ask him for a big red envelope, or else it will be a loss!

Jiang Beichen looked at her with squinted eyes, but didn't speak.Her cute appearance made him a little bit reluctant to refuse, and then he reached out and took out the wallet from his pocket.

Seeing Jiang Beichen taking out his wallet, Song Xiaoya was pleasantly surprised, then quickly and wittily opened the empty red envelope she had prepared, held it in front of him, and waited expectantly for him to put money into it.

Seeing her childlike behavior, Jiang Beichen couldn't help teasing and said, "Song Xiaoya, have you gotten into Qian's eye?"

Even the empty red envelopes have been prepared in advance, how long has she been premeditating?

"Stop talking nonsense, didn't I give you a gift too!" After being ridiculed by Jiang Beichen, Song Xiaoya immediately refuted, and then murmured, indicating that the suit on his body was a gift from her.

It took her a long time to make this suit day and night, and it was used to exchange a red envelope for herself, which is absolutely fair!
"..." Jiang Beichen couldn't help but glanced down at the suit on his body, then he had nothing to say, and took out all the cash in his wallet.

He usually used his card to buy things, and he usually didn't carry cash with him. He only prepared some cash with him after he met Song Xiaoya.Although not many, but not too little.

Jiang Beichen took the red envelope from Song Xiaoya, and generously stuffed all the cash into it.

Prepare such a big empty red envelope, this woman is really a money fanatic!

"Thank you." Seeing such a thick red envelope, Song Xiaoya was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. Just as she was about to reach out for the big red envelope, Jiang Beichen's hand suddenly moved to the side again, and Song Xiaoya's hand suddenly disappeared. Frustrated.

"Jiang Beichen, what are you doing?" Thinking that he was going to take away the red envelope again, Song Xiaoya glared at him angrily. Could it be that the CEO is a stingy guy?Are you reluctant to send her a red envelope during the Chinese New Year?
"If you want it, it depends on your performance." Jiang Beichen looked at the red envelope in his hand, then moved his lips slightly forward, and suddenly said to her.

(End of this chapter)