Yan Zheng stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and saw the light in her eyes from the glass curtain, "Mrs. Yan, you are the first to let me leave home for the New Year."
"Who told you to leave the house? Don't put such a big charge on me, I can't stand it."
Zhong Mai saw the firmness in his eyes and was unquestionable and did not appreciate it.
"I'm willing."
The sincere eyes were full of sincerity.
Zhong Mai looked at him from the glass curtain...
I can never fail to appreciate it again.
She just took his tricks very much and could no longer argue with him heartlessly.
"Mrs. Yan, wherever you are in the future, our home will be ours."
He looked at her eyes in the glass curtain seriously and said to her very sincerely.
"Mr. Yan, have you always been so good at coaxing women?"
Zhong Mai looked up at him, his eyes bright and sharp.
"I will only coax you from now on."
"real?"
"besides……"
"besides?"
"Our daughter."
The solemn voice was in her ears, making her ears itchy.
Their daughter?
Do they have a daughter?
"Why aren't a son? They all like their sons to inherit the family business?"
"But I like my daughter to be like you, she can only be smart and smart to not be deceived."
“…”
Zhong Mai blushed, wondering whether he was praising her or hurting her.
Let's talk about it...
Haven't you been cheated yet?
Can't stand it at all.
She turned around in annoyance, took the initiative to hook his waist and pressed it against his chest, "Stern, you have no other women or children, are you?"
"I swear."
He cherished her solemnly.
Zhong Mai wanted to laugh, but tears were about to burst out.
No wonder that woman dared to hide herself and give birth to him without asking him for any compensation.
"Can you still stand it?"
Yan Zheng didn't answer, just asked her.
"Of course I can, I'm not those timid women."
Zhong Mai accepted this provocation for some reason.
Smile and then raised his wrist to the place where the two could see clearly.
"It's about to be the New Year's year, and there's still one minute."
"Are you here to accompany me to celebrate the New Year?"
Zhong Mai still couldn't believe it.
He would leave his parents to find her.
"Well, we are husband and wife, husband and wife are one."
How can one be separated?
Zhong Mai never dreamed that Mr. Yan could say such words when he looked serious.
But she just couldn't do it anymore and hugged him tightly: "What did you explain to your parents?"
"Their son married Zhong Mai. Where is Zhong Mai, where is he?"
"Then can I still walk with my waist in front of my parents-in-law in the future?"
"Come whatever you are happy."
Yan Zheng hugged her and felt that he could agree to her anything.
Zhong Mai looked at him again and suddenly left him farther away, "Didn't you coax me?"
"You have the final say in our house."
“…”
Zhong Mai was completely convinced.
"We will go back to your house after we have eaten dumplings with my parents."
Zhong Mai suddenly confirmed this.
Fireworks suddenly set off outside, after midnight, the new year.
Yan Zheng held Zhong Mai from behind, and the two of them looked at the fireworks outside the window blooming one by one.
Just like their marriage, it seems that it will bear fruit.
After watching the fireworks, Zhong Maiqun sent a message: "My friends, happy New Year."
Zhang Mingmei and Ouyang Ping sent blessings at about the same time, but Zhuo Jian was not moving.
At around twelve o'clock, the old man and the old lady went to bed, and Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi also handed over the matter of staying up to the couple.
Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were in the living room, broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala live.
Then the two people's cell phones on the table kept flashing, and Zhuo Jian's cell phone screen was on.
After the blessing messages from friends and colleagues, Liu Yuntian called her.
Now, the call is displayed for one minute.
It's a string of strange numbers.
Fu Yanye heard that the person on the other end seemed to be drunk and talked a little nagging.
"It's right to like someone, right? Sister?"
"Didn't I just fall in love with a married woman? It would be a great humiliation?"
"I don't blame you for asking my dad to take me back, but sister, are we going to block it? Are you so afraid of that man?"
"My dad told me not to mess with him, saying that he was very cruel and could kill people. Sister, I don't care. I'm afraid that he would not kill me and torture you thoroughly first. You are unhappy with him."
Zhuo Jian touched his neck, and unconsciously felt that his neck was particularly uncomfortable.
But I haven't had a stiff neck again, cough cough.
"Do you really think you know if she is happy with me?"
The Spring Festival Gala, which was already very low in volume, seemed to have lost its voice, and Zhuo Jian's ears were filled with Fu Yanye's voice.
She turned to look at him in surprise, and she thought he was going to just listen and not say anything.
"Fu Yanye?"
When a person with poor alcohol tastes is like a furious voice when he hears a voice that he doesn't like.
Zhuo Jian could even imagine that Liu Yuntian's eyes were about to pop out and his nostrils were particularly big.
"What? Young Master Liu is still looking forward to changing the number and letting my wife answer the phone?"
"snort."
Suddenly he raised his hand to touch Zhuo Jian's earlobe, touching him a little hard, and Zhuo Jian hummed in pain.
Liu Yuntian: "..."
Ten thousand grass-mud horses ran past their heads.
Fu Yanye looked at her red earlobe with black eyes, leaned over to her ear, and kissed her thin lips on the edge of her red ear, and said softly: "Are you happy with me?"
"Where is it? Haven't we been very happy all the time?"
Zhuo Jian naturally didn't want to mess with that young master anymore.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye's eyes were a little satisfied, but he still touched her earlobe: "I can make you happier, carry you to the bed, huh?"
"Fu Yanye, what are you doing..."
All swear words.
But Fu Yanye had turned a deaf ear to him, so he asked his wife to see what the guy who liked her was.
There is no wine yet.
It's really, it's extremely bad.
"If you have been with him for a long time, it will have an impact on my daughter."
Fu Yanye glanced at her lower abdomen.
Zhuo Jian stretched his neck back hard and tried his best to stay away from him.
This person is so insidious.
"come over."
"I don't."
"I'll say it last time."
Fu Yanye ordered again.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she was still afraid of him, but her only remaining reason told her that she could not disarm.
Then the back of his head was snatched by his powerful palm, and then she came to him, "You're not?"
"I'm not sleepy."
Zhuo Jian thought about it for a long time and replied to him.
Fu Yanye looked at the light flashing in her eyes, and his heart softened, but he was still complacent: "What?"
"Then?"
"Didn't it mean I'm happy to be with me?"
“…”
Yes, she is indeed very happy.
"Then smile now to show me."
He is not a negotiation, he is definitely an order.
Zhuo Jian endured his heartbeat like thunder, but his facial expression seemed to be made of wood and could not move.
But in the end, under the threat of his eyes, she still squeezed out a little smile, squeezed out a little, and could get a little more.
Then she finally smiled at him.
Fu Yanye looked at her smiling so hypocritically, and turned cold.
Zhuo Jian saw that his face was so cold that he gradually stopped smiling.
"Did you tell me a happy New Year?"
They celebrated the New Year together, but it was a while before midnight.
But they did not say Happy New Year to each other.
Zhuo Jian cleared his throat and was well-behaved: "Happy New Year."
Happy New Year?
Fu Yanye frowned, but he didn't see any sincerity.
How could this be the girl with soft voice in his mind perfunctory?