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Lu Meizhu rolled her eyes a little. In the evening, when it was time for dinner, the TV was turned on, and every TV station was broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala. It was still Zhu Jun and Dong Qing.

This meal, Shen Ya didn't want to eat much, it was too greasy, she felt a little nauseated.

The gongs and drums were blaring on the TV, and the living room was filled with laughter. It belonged to Yun Han, and he was asking for a red envelope.

Shen Ya sighed slightly, and turned her eyes to the window, the night outside the window was dark and heavy, like a thick black mist, she couldn't see anything.

This Spring Festival has passed, and I feel a little lonely.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and she was startled, her heart was beating thumpingly, and it was Huo Jingcheng who picked it up.

He first said, Happy New Year, and then said, come down.

Shenya asked him, where to go?

Huo Jingcheng returned to her, went downstairs, and showed her something.

"I'm not in the apartment right now, but at my father's house." Shen Ya lowered her voice.

He continued to speak; "No matter where it is, now, listen to me, come down..."

Shen Ya licked her lips, hung up, got up, took the coat from the hanger, halfway, Yun Han saw it and asked her where she was going.

She said to go to the shop downstairs and do some shopping.

Walking downstairs in the residential area, there are street lights flickering around, and fireworks rushing into the sky from time to time, colorful and beautiful.

Shen Ya stood in the cold wind, turned around, looked around, the phone rang again, she picked it up, he was gentle; "Look back."

Turning back, she just stood there in a daze, like a wooden figure, her nose was slightly sore.

Huo Jingcheng stood not far away.

He held the mobile phone in one hand, and put his right hand casually in the pocket of his suit pants. He was wearing a dark red shirt and a long black windbreaker.

Looking at such a man, Shen Ya suddenly thought of the sentence, covered with wind and rain, you come from the sea.

"Did you see me?" Huo Jingcheng stared at her intently, and asked into the phone.

She nodded, also staring at him, not for a moment.

"Then, stand still, just stand where you are..." He became more gentle, and then, with his charming long legs, he approached her step by step.

Standing still, big palms landed on her slender waist, hugging her tightly, Shen Ya hugged his waist instead, absorbing the man's nice, mature and sexy scent.

"Why did you come back all of a sudden?" Shen Ya felt so warm buried in his warm and generous chest.

Huo Jingcheng whispered in her ear; "My woman and children are here, I want to spend this Spring Festival with you..."

Her throat was blocked, Shen Ya's chest heaved and she grabbed his coat; "Then your father and mother—"

However, before she finished speaking, Huo Jingcheng had already cupped her face with his long fingers, his eyes were facing each other, his brows and eyes were filled with longing, his middle finger was pressed against her lips, to stop the unspoken words, and his thin lips pulled out a sexy expression. "My parents, I have spent 38 Spring Festivals with them, but you and your child are the first Spring Festival, I don't want to miss it..."

Happiness was overflowing, Shenya felt her heart was very warm, as if it was about to overflow, she liked him more and more...

Standing on tiptoe, she wrapped Shenya's wrist around his neck and kissed him.

He was very happy with her behavior, and kissed back, the kiss was deep and tender, making her feel her hands and feet curl up.

After a long time, Huo Jingcheng let her go, the exhaustion of the past few days disappeared; "Let's go back to the apartment..."

Glancing at the room, Shenya thought for a while, then nodded.

It was New Year's Eve, there were very few people on the street, and they were all reunited at home. He was driving the car, holding her hand, and entangled her fingers.

After returning to the apartment, Huo Jingcheng went to take a shower. In order to hurry back, he didn't take a shower for two days, and he didn't eat for a whole day.

Hearing this, Shenya went to the kitchen, ordered a bowl of dumplings, and gave him cold dishes, cold fungus, enoki mushrooms, and casserole dishes.

When Huo Jingcheng came out again, she was ready and waved to him with a smile; "Hurry up and eat."

Smelling the fragrance, Huo Jingcheng's slender limbs were full of comfort, walked over, sat down, he ate, she watched.

If she hadn't eaten for a whole day, even though she ate elegantly, she ate up a plate of dumplings in an instant, and there was not much left of the dishes she made.

Shen Ya teased; "If others see this, they will think you are a refugee!"

"Perhaps, you don't know how long I miss the taste of your dumplings..." He took the warm water cup and took a sip.

"Then it's my fault I shouldn't have seduced you in the first place."

"Yes, there is another thing I want to do now, and I have also missed it for a long time..."

Shen Ya asked curiously; "What?"

"Hold you to sleep, let me have a good sleep..." He replied, staring at her deeply.

Shen Ya was aware of his exhaustion and fatigue, and sighed softly; "You don't need to be so tired, and you don't need to rush so much."

"I want to spend this Spring Festival with you and your children. This is the deepest thought in my heart. When I was in Beijing, I always thought this way, and I couldn't control it..."

Are you moved?That's natural, the smile on the corner of Shenya's mouth couldn't be stopped no matter what, she pulled him over and let him lie on the bed, then she took off her shoes and sat on it too; "Then tonight, when someone else celebrates the Spring Festival, I will accompany you to have a good time sleep..."

Huo Jingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a light smile between his brows and his thin lips.

He embraced her in his arms and hugged her very tightly. There was a dense sense of clinging, as if he could feel the soul of the other party.

Shenya likes this kind of feeling, this kind of warmth, and takes a deep breath, feeling satisfied; "Thank you, for moving me so much, surprise..."

Not everyone can give you this touch. It is rare to meet such a man.

The big bony hands shuttled through her hair, there was a smell of *, Huo Jingcheng pressed against her hair; "Then I should thank you for making me so happy and comfortable..."

"Is it really okay for us to spend the Spring Festival like this?" Shen Ya rubbed her arms against him again.

"What's wrong? You love, I wish, this is the most beautiful thing in the world..." He spoke very slowly.

Yes, you love, I wish, what's wrong with the world of two people?

She never thought that he would come back before twelve o'clock in the morning to spend this Spring Festival with her.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the New Year's bell rang. He kissed her earlobe and said, "Happy New Year."

Shen Ya also responded to him; "Happy New Year, and, baby, Happy New Year."

The man lifted up her pajamas with his warm long fingers, revealing her stomach, and kissed her fiery thin lips; "Happy New Year, baby."

The phone rang, Shen Ya took it, it was Yun Han calling.

She coughed lightly, picked it up, and responded; "Well, my sister won't go there. I happened to meet a friend who had something to eat, and she's already in the apartment right now."

Then he said something, the phone was hung up, the man embraced her again, the two of them closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Sometimes, the relationship does not need to be vigorous. Such a relationship is very deep, but it is easy to pass the shelf life. An ordinary life, a word, a look, can make people feel beautiful.

There are fireworks and firecrackers outside the window, and the room is warm, beautiful, and the faint breathing of the two intertwined.

The next morning, when Shen Ya woke up, there was a red envelope on the dressing table, she was a little surprised, Huo Jingcheng walked in, holding milk.

Shen Ya asked him, did you let it go?

Huo Jingcheng nodded his jaw slightly and asked her to drink the milk, saying that the red envelope was for the baby.

Shen Ya couldn't help laughing, and opened her mouth slightly; "Are you too anxious, he hasn't been born yet, so what kind of red envelope will you give?"

Eyebrows slightly closed, Huo Jingcheng kneaded his brows; "Be considerate of my overly urgent and excited mood to be a father. I have been 39 since the early hours of last night, but he is my first child. I want the best. give him……"

39, and then welcomed the first child in life, anyway, I always feel that this age is a bit old.

In the past, he has experienced a lot. Whether it is love, or suffering, or the thorns in life, he has energy. After experiencing these, he will treat his feelings, relatives, and lovers more deeply, because he has experienced , will cherish more...

Also, he wanted to say that meeting her was the greatest luck in his life!

"You'll spoil him, it's too indulgent, and it's not very good for the child." Shen Ya held the red envelope, curious how much he put in it.

"I'm not good at being a father. I'll learn. You can guide me. I want to be a good father. At this age..."

The second one, here is still talking about the part of the play. This book is different from usual, and the path of Xiaosan is different, so the part of the play will be a little bit more, but I have controlled the number of words in each chapter. In addition, the plot is already in progress , if you look carefully, you will find the problem, look carefully......