In the small western-style building in the villa group.
Upstairs, in the spacious and warm master bedroom, on the soft big bed, Ling Mei and Mu Yannian woke up almost at the same time.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he turned his eyes to look at the other person, and his eyes collided inadvertently.
"Happy New Year."
The two of them spoke almost at the same time, and then they couldn't help but raise their lips.
Lao Mu stretched out his arm and gently lifted Ling Mei's shoulders. She turned her body sideways and leaned against him.
Listening to the heartbeat that they are most familiar with each other, they all feel like they are a different life.
This is the first time that the two of them have been together in the same bed for twenty years after they have been separated. At such a close distance, the feeling of stopping regrets makes them feel like a newlywed warmth at this moment.
If you decide to spend every day in the future, you will cherish every second you are together now.
"Meimei, what do you want to eat for breakfast today?" Mu Yan asked in a young voice, "I'll get up and prepare for you."
Ling Mei held up and said, "I'll cook dumplings for you. I've made them myself before, and there's them in the refrigerator." As she said that, she lifted the quilt and got up.
At this moment, Mu Yannian smiled all over his face, but he didn't stop him because he felt that he was the happiest man in the world and was immersed in a kind of enjoyment.
The same morning, in a villa.
Mu Jianing stretched out her hands from the quilt, she stretched, and the picture stood still for five seconds.
I reached out and patted the left and right, but I didn’t touch anyone. Where is Tingyun people?
She lifted the quilt and exposed her head. She looked left and right, but did not see Tingyun.
Get up so early?
When did you get up?
Why doesn't she feel anything?
Sleeping too hard, right?
Mu Jianing muttered in her heart, she got up and put on her slippers and walked out of the bedroom.
The villa is really big and the decoration is very unique, reflecting the owner's taste. Mu Jianing gently walked to the study, and this time he became a little familiar with it.
The door of the study was open as last night. She quietly poked her head out, but found that there was no one inside.
I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed in my heart with anticipation.
Looking at the chair he had sat on last night, I remembered that he pulled her in front of him last night and sat on his thigh. They kissed affectionately...
She pursed her pink lips, lowered her eyes and looked at his shirt on her body, closed her eyes shyly, then took a deep breath, covered her pounding heartbeat, and still gently, searching the entire second floor.
I still haven't seen him. Could it be that I have gone downstairs?
Holding the railing, she came downstairs step by step. She heard movements coming from the direction of the kitchen.
When Mu Jianing came to the kitchen door, she saw the busy and tall back inside at a glance. Standing in the light against the opposite side, Tingyun gave her a hazy feeling.
There were several platters on the table behind him, and there were some freshly prepared food in it.
The fragrance floating in the air is particularly attractive.
He got up so early, but he was actually making breakfast!
Mu Jianing was like a kitten, tiptoing into the kitchen and quietly approached behind him. Without realizing it, he stretched out his hand around his waist.
But Tingyun didn't feel any surprise, but the beautiful lips raised slightly, "Get up? Happy New Year, Jia Ning."
"Why are you so calm?" The girl let go of her hand, came to him, and looked up at him, "Didn't you scare you?"
"There are only you and me in this villa, who else is besides you?" His voice was filled with a smile.
Mu Jianing smiled and tiptoed to his side, "Happy New Year!"