The New Year's Eve dinner was very rich. Originally, Xiaojia wanted to eat it lying down on the bed, but Xiaojia insisted on sitting on the table. After all, it was the New Year, so she wanted it to be neat. Although her mother was still unconscious in the hospital, at least Mu Wan was there.

Xi is by my side. Shu Cui is shining

Huanhuan and Yin Kejia were sitting on both sides of Mu Wanxi. Yuchi Heng would definitely sit next to Huanhuan, Yin Mujue would sit next to Yin Kejia, and Cheng Yuran would naturally sit next to Yuchi Heng in the remaining seats.

For this reason, he and Shang Qiansa glanced at Cheng Yuran indifferently with Yuchi Heng's narrow eyes.

Mu Wanxi didn't eat much at the New Year's Eve dinner. The ones who ate the most were Huanhuan and Cheng Yuran. The remaining three people didn't have much appetite. Cheng Yuran also wanted to drink. Looking at the other three men, Yin Kejia was still young and didn't drink.

Sorry, why didn't Yu Chiheng and Yin Mujue drink either?

"I said, are you still men? Why don't you drink in such a lively atmosphere?" Is it good to drink alone and chat.

Everyone was silent. What was wrong with him to think that the current atmosphere was very lively?

Cheng Yuran happily poured a glass of wine for each of them, "Drink two drinks with me. It's so lonely to drink alone!"

Shang Qian said with a blank look at him, knowing that if he didn't satisfy him, he would definitely nag him from New Year's Eve to next New Year's Eve, "I'll drink with you."

"I'll drink with you too." Mu Wanxi took the wine glass and poured herself a glass, looking at him with clear eyes, "Thank you for taking care of me these past few years."

Cheng Yuran smiled evilly with her thin lips, her cunningness flashed away, "It's so insincere to thank you so much, why don't you have a drink with me!"

"Looking for death!" Shang Qiansa stepped on the table with his feet.

Cheng Yuran's facial features were slightly distorted, "I'm just kidding... I'm just kidding, don't be angry, honey! I will definitely drink with you alone."

Shang Qiansa looked at his convulsions all over the world.

Mu Wanxi had a faint smile on her lips, not angry at him for being such a fool. Just as the wine glass was about to touch her lips, it was suddenly snatched away. Looking up, Yin Mujue had already swallowed it in one gulp, looking at Cheng Yuran.

"Thank you for taking care of her for so long, I'd like to toast you three times."

After that, he drank two more drinks in a row.

Cheng Yuran's eyes flashed with a fox's cunning smile, and he said slowly: "You are thanking the wrong person. It has always been Cheng Anchen who took care of little Mumu! It has nothing to do with me..."

"Cheng Anchen wants to thank you, but without you she wouldn't be able to protect herself today, so I should still thank you!" Yin Mujue replied without changing his expression.

"Oh..." Cheng Yuran curled his lips, pretending to be confused: "This is strange. You thanked me for taking care of her. In what capacity did you thank me?"

Mu Wanxi's cold eyes were a little complicated. She didn't want Yin Mujue to be like this. She would rather Yin Mujue be more indifferent and indifferent to her, even the most familiar stranger, than now.

Yin Mujue's dark eyes glanced at Mu Wanxi's face without trace. She lowered her head to look at the dishes in front of her, as if she didn't hear anything. She pursed her thin lips, and her voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been lowered into the dust, "I don't have any identity."

, just someone who loves her."

The smile on Cheng Yuran's lips became more wanton, and his eyes swept over Mu Wanxi's body teasingly, and clinked glasses with Yin Mujue, "She is such a person who loves her. For this reason, I also want to have a drink with you."

The cup in Shang Qiansa's hand was snatched away before it even touched his lips. "What are you doing?" He stared coldly at Yuchi Heng, who had been silent all this time.

Yu Chiheng didn't say anything, he just drank it in one breath, sat down, and poured the wine. "I want to drink with you."

"Why not?" Cheng Yuran smiled evilly, not rejecting anyone who came.

When the three men were drinking, it was hard to say who was teasing whom, but it was more or less like Yu Chi Heng and Yin Mu Jue drinking Cheng Yu Ran. Mu Wanxi and Shang Qian Sa were not worried, they were anxious, and took care of their two children. They even changed the drinking to Yin Mu Jue.

Location.

Yu Chiheng and Yin Mujue's drinking capacity was good, but they didn't expect Cheng Yuran's drinking capacity to be better. They didn't feel drunk at all after two kilograms of white wine, but Yuchi Heng and Yin Mujue were somewhat unable to hold on.

When the white wine is gone, drink red wine. When the red wine is gone, there is still beer——

Mu Wanxi cleared the table, and Shang Qiansa stood aside to help. He looked uneasily at the three people sitting on the sofa who were still drinking, and lowered his voice: "You really don't care about them?"

Mu Wanxi replied without raising her head: "If there's anything to worry about, let them die if they want to."

Cheng Yuran can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. Being in the military aircraft department is not just about training. He often goes on missions and needs to disguise himself. Drinking is also part of the training. Otherwise, if he is drunk when he goes on a mission, he will not be able to perform the mission, or it will be worse.

What to do if life safety is affected?

So not only Cheng Yuran, but also Mu Wanxi and Shang Qiansa now have the potential to stay drunk for a thousand cups, but the two men didn't know it and dared to drink with Cheng Yuran. They were obviously seeking death.

After they walked out of the kitchen, Cheng Yuran was left alone leaning on the sofa with a devilish smile on his face. When he saw them, he raised his eyebrows and said, "How is it? I have avenged you, right?"

Mu Wanxi looked at the two people sleeping on the sofa. They were too drunk to wake up. They didn't vomit or make trouble, which was fine.

Shang Qiansa came over and kicked Yu Chi Heng's body. He didn't react at all like a dead person. He clapped his hands and nodded, "Very good! Well done!"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Cheng Yuran's eyes fell on Mu Wanxi, as if he was still waiting for her compliment.

"Are you going to let them sleep on the sofa all the time?" Xianxiu frowned. She was not so naive and thought more realistically. How could there be enough sleep in the guest room for so many people.

Cheng Yuran stood up quickly and ran back to the room. The lingering sound was still echoing in the living room, "I don't want to sleep with two drunkards in the same bed!" He slammed the door shut and locked it.

Mu Wanxi looked at Shang Qiansa, who shrugged his shoulders, "Whether they are dead or alive has nothing to do with me! I'm sleepy too, so I went back to my room to sleep. Good night, little Mumu."

When I walked to the room, I thought of something, turned around and said with a smile: "I forgot to say, Happy New Year. My daughter will sleep with me tonight."

"Happy New Year." Mu Wanxi looked back at the two drunkards and ignored them. It was easy to catch a cold after sleeping here for a night. She took a deep breath and resigned herself to getting a blanket, letting Yu Chiheng sleep on the sofa with the blanket and helping Yin Mujue.

Go to the room where Yin Kejia rests.

"What's wrong, dad?" Yin Kejia hadn't slept yet, lying on the bed not knowing what he was thinking about. He looked at Yin while having sex.

"Drunk." Mu Wanxi threw him on the bed, "You just have to sleep in the same bed with him tonight."

As soon as she let go, before she could cover him with the quilt, Yin Mujue grabbed Mu Wanxi's hand in a daze, and murmured in a hoarse and vague voice, "Little Dumb..."

Because Yin Kejia was by her side, Mu Wanxi's cheeks turned red and she tried hard to pry Yin Mujue's fingers apart, but he held on tightly and refused to let go!

"Yin Mujue, let go!" This was what she often said before, but there was never a time when he really let go of her, and it was even less possible now.

As if hearing Mu Wanxi's words, Yin Mujue not only did not let go of her hand, but held her tighter, her voice seemed to be murmuring in sleep, "Little Dumb... Little Dumb..."

Mu Wanxi was embarrassed and wanted to find a gap to slip in. If she had known better, she would have left him on the sofa with Yu Chiheng.

"Auntie, take care of dad here. I'll go to your room to rest." Yin Kejia got out of bed very sensibly and gave the space to the two of them.

Frustrated, Mu Wanxi covered him with the quilt with her other hand. Fortunately, he was wearing casual clothes, so it shouldn't be too uncomfortable to fall asleep. Sitting on the edge of the bed, her hand was firmly held in his palm.

, the space was so quiet that one could hear his shallow breathing, as well as the overlapping sounds, and the indescribable emotions.

I don't know how long it took, but Mu Wanxi's cell phone rang. When she saw An Chen's name, she answered without hesitation, "An Chen."

"What are you doing?"

"daze."

"one person?"

Mu Wanxi glanced at the sleeping Yin Mujue and decided to answer honestly, "No, Yin Mujue and A Heng were both drunk by Cheng Sange. I sent him back to the room, but his hand was clenched and he can't take it away now."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone for a long time. Mu Wanxi could hear An Chen's breathing and said hesitantly: "Are you angry?" 12ryw.

An Chen seemed to sigh, his voice low and hoarse, "Wan Xi, I miss you very much."

Mu Wanxi stiffened for a moment, holding the phone with her fingers and saying nothing.

"Wanxi, haven't you thought of me at all?" An Chen worded his words carefully, as if he wanted to get an answer.

"An Chen..."

Mu Wanxi was planned by him as soon as she opened her mouth, "Forget it, I don't want to know now, don't tell me the answer."

He was afraid that Mu Wanxi's answer would be something he didn't want. How would he face it if he didn't miss her at all.

"An Chen, I miss you." Mu Wanxi's faint voice passed through the radio waves, like a dream, very unreal, and the breathing there became rapid and heavy. I only heard An Chen's slightly uneasy voice saying

: "Wanxi, are you serious?" It's not to comfort me, nor is it to feel guilty and lie to me.

"You are very important to me." Even if there is no love, she sees what An Chen has done for her in the past few years and cannot respond to his feelings, and she is also very distressed. But this does not mean that

Anchen is not important, I don't care about Anchen.

"Your words are enough. I won't ask these questions again in the future..." An Chen's tone became relaxed.

When Mu Wanxi heard that he was in a good mood, her depressed mood suddenly became clear, and she took the initiative to ask: "Are you okay? Are you busy? Drink less and pay attention to your health."

"This is not what the Chinese New Year means, but I will take care of myself, so you don't have to worry about me."

The fireworks outside rose into the dark sky and spread out into colorful lights. Mu Wanxi seemed to hear the sound of bells in the distance and everyone was counting down. In her ears was the familiar breathing of An Chen. She said lightly: "An Chen,

Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, Wan Xi." An Chen's low voice was full of tenderness and affection.

Neither of them hung up the phone. They looked at the fireworks that were constantly blooming outside. They seemed to know what each other was thinking and what each other wanted in an instant.

When did listening to someone's breathing make me so calm?

Someone seemed to be calling An Chen over there. He said, "I'm going to die. You should go to bed early. Don't mess around with Cheng Yuran..."

"I know. You should also go to bed early. Good night."

"Good night."

An Chen always used to ask Mu Wanxi to cut off the phone first, and then cut off the phone himself. He loved her more deeply than anyone else, so how could he let Mu Wanxi hear the cold beeping sound?

Mu Wanxi held her mobile phone, lowered her head and smiled with thin lips. It felt good to have someone in the distance thinking about her so much in this cold winter. But she felt a sharp gaze, raised her head and fell into Yin Mujue's dark eyes...

…

"You're awake." When did you wake up? I was so engrossed in talking to An Chen that I didn't even notice.
To be continued...