"Know, I'm not a fool." Mi Xiaoqiao can't help being a little angry. Can she deal with more people who have hurt her? Meng Feifan is so worried.

"Hehe, I'll be back next week, Joe. What gift do you want?" Meng Feifan asked with a good temper.

"I don't want to try clothes, I don't trust, and I don't need jewelry." after thinking about it, MI Xiaoqiao said casually, "why don't you buy me a leather bag? European bags should be good."

"OK, I'll send the bag to you next week." Meng Feifan raised his lips and said with a spoiled smile: "Joe, you have to wait for me to come back happily."

They talked again tenderly before reluctantly hanging up the phone.

Originally, MI Xiaoqiao said he wanted a leather bag, but he just said it casually. Who knows that when Meng Feifan came back from Europe the next week, he brought her a leather backpack no less than 20 large and small. There are all kinds of colors, brands and styles.

When Mi Xiaoqiao came to Jingyuan villa and saw so many dazzling women's bags, he couldn't help staring at him in amazement: "God, you waste so much..."

"I don't know what you like? So, just buy it back and let you pick it." Meng Feifan smiled lightly and hugged her affectionately: "Joe, stay today, don't go, don't go in the future..."

"I don't have a home myself." Mi Xiaoqiao hummed softly.

"But aren't we getting married soon?" Meng Feifan hugged her with warm lips and rubbed back and forth on her cheeks and neck: "Christmas is coming soon, then the new year, and then the Spring Festival. Do you really have the heart to let us separate and spend the festival alone?"

"Let's talk then." Mi Xiaoqiao pushed him away with a slightly red face and said angrily, "don't make trouble. I'll choose two bags and give them to Feifei and teacher Lin."

Although Meng Fanfan didn't taste the sweetness, MI Xiaoqiao smoothly accepted his proposal and moved back to Jingyuan villa before the new year.

After all, her own heart has also recognized that she will officially marry Meng Feifan next year.

Besides, with so many Western and Chinese festivals coming one after another, she doesn't need to stay alone in an empty house with Meng Feifan and spend these lively and festive days alone.

Deep in her heart, she still yearns for the warmth of her home and the happiness of being taken care of by others.

Four years away from home to work alone, although Mi Xiaoqiao is relatively more mature than before, her tenderness and weakness have not completely changed. In the right environment, she will still become the dependent Miss Jiao.

Soon, Christmas and new year's day were over, and the most traditional and festive Spring Festival in China came.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, MI Xiaoqiao and Meng Feifan went to prison to see their mother, and then went back to work.

In the evening, Meng Feifan came back a little late, and his expression was different from usual. It seemed that he was a little worried.

Mi Xiaoqiao sensitively thought of his parents. Yes, it's almost the new year. His parents should look forward to their son's reunion.

"Will your family still go to the United States for the new year this year?" Mi Xiaoqiao asked softly as he sat down next to him.

"No." Meng Feifan put his arms around her and said gently, "Joel, I'll always be with you for the new year."

"What about your parents?" asked Mi Xiaoqiao again.

"They are here too." Meng Fanfan said blandly, and quickly added, "I haven't contacted them. These are what my sister told me.

Mi Xiaoqiao was silent for a while and said faintly, "then you'd better go back and have a look at them. After all, every parent wants their children around him during the Spring Festival."

"Qiao'er, they used to treat you like that. I said I wouldn't forgive them." Meng Feifan clenched Mi Xiaoqiao's hand. There was a trace of helplessness and uneasiness in his handsome deep eyebrows: "what I'm embarrassed about now is that my sister and brother-in-law said they would come back with their children for the new year. At that time, maybe..."

"It doesn't matter. They call you home for the new year. Just go home." Mi Xiaoqiao quickly interrupted him and smiled casually: "your sister and brother-in-law should accompany them for the new year from so far away. I don't care."

"No, I don't mean that." Meng Fanfan sighed and said carefully, "Joel, I can't meet my parents, but my sister and brother-in-law haven't bothered us. When they come back, will you go to see them with me?"

Mi Xiaoqiao didn't expect that he should be such an opinion. For a moment, he was stunned, thought and didn't answer.

"I told my sister about you, and she really wanted to see you." Meng Fanfan hugged her and said in a low voice, "I know you don't want to see my parents, and I won't take you to Yueliangwan villa to meet my sister and them. I've thought about it. At that time, please invite my sister and their family outside."

Mi Xiaoqiao still tightly pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Qiao'er..." Meng Feifan looked at her with tangled eyes and shouted almost imploringly.

"If so, please invite them here for dinner." Mi Xiaoqiao said with a gentle breath.

"Did you agree?" Meng Feifan was overjoyed, hugged her tightly in his arms and kissed warmly: "I knew my Joe was the most reasonable."

"Hey, are you bored..." Mi Xiaoqiao dodged, but looked at Aunt Liu coming out of the kitchen, blushing with shame.

"What are you afraid of? We're going to get married." Meng Feifan frowned and smiled.

Looking at the beautiful girl in his arms, his heart blossomed with joy. His little white rabbit is still so shy and timid that he blushes whenever he moves. However, he really loves her shy and uneasy appearance. This expression only belongs to him

In two days, Meng Feifan's sister and family of four flew back from the United States.

Meng Feifan and Mi Xiaoqiao set the date of inviting their family to Jingyuan villa on the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

Meng Zixiao doesn't look much like Meng Feifan, but she is also a very delicate and beautiful woman. There is a kind of elegant bearing of a young lady in her speech and behavior, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Meng Feifan's brother-in-law is a calm and gentle Chinese American, with a son and a woman, two babies who are also Chinese Americans. The four members of the family look very happy and pleasing to the eyes.

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