"..." Yang Qianyu's face sank, and she reached out to drag the bowl away.
Someone immediately protected me and apologized: "Okay, I won't say any more! This one is delicious and the buns look good. Did you make this by yourself? I know that those terrible buns were made by little guys."
Yang Qianyu looked at his flattering expression and then pushed the bowl back, "I can't even stop your mouth even if you eat it!"
Feng Moyan smiled, looked at her, and immediately picked up a dumpling and fed it to her.
The woman turned away her face: "I told you I'm not hungry, so just eat."
"Do you want me to feed it in a different way?" He held the dumplings in his arms and refused to put them down, his eyes were evil, and the corners of his mouth were raised with evil intentions.
Yang Qianyu's eyes widened in shock, staring at him in disbelief.
This guy!
Has his gangster nature been exposed again?
The two looked at each other, and the smile on his face became more unrestrained, as if to say: I'm not kidding, you can try it.
The woman pursed her lips. She wanted to fight him to the end, but she was afraid that he would feed her with her mouth in a disgusting manner later. After weighing the two concerns, she had no choice but to lean forward unconvinced and take a bite of the dumpling.
"I shouldn't have eaten it for you!"
Feng Moyan sighed and said regretfully: "You are so afraid of me feeding you with my mouth..."
He really wanted to try it.
Yang Qianyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she simply got up and went into the kitchen to clean up.
After eating the dumplings, it was already past half of the morning.
Feng Moyan had no intention of leaving at night.
Anyway, I bought a bed, and if I don’t sleep, I won’t sleep in vain.
However, he didn't want to sleep at the moment, he still had some things to do.
Yang Qianyu came out of the kitchen and looked at him. Before he could speak, the man had already reached out to her.
"what?"
She stepped forward, her bare hand was gently held by the man's big palm, and her handsome face returned to a gentle smile, "You put on your coat and scarf, let's go out and play."
"Going out to have fun? It's so late at night, you--"
"You hear how noisy it is outside? Everyone is awake."
"But your body..."
"I'm fine, hurry up."
Yang Qianyu frowned and still hesitated. He pushed the woman again and said, "Go quickly. By the way, bring the fireworks."
Go set off fireworks?!
Seeing his childish eagerness to try, Yang Qianyu couldn't displease him, so she could only put on a cotton coat and scarf.
"It's cold outside, please put on another blanket." When she came back, she put another blanket on his legs.
The two held up fireworks and slipped out of the door like playful children.
"If Xiaoyu and the others find out that mom and dad secretly set off fireworks in the middle of the night without them, they will definitely be angry." Yang Qianyu said funny.
"It's okay, leave some for them."
It is a custom in Jiangcheng that after the New Year bell rings in the early morning, firecrackers are set off to bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new.
So despite the ban, the sound of firecrackers was everywhere at the moment, and fireworks on both sides of the river bank were also going up one after another, colorful and dazzling, lighting up the night sky.
By the artificial lake, there are many young people setting off fireworks and taking photos.
Yang Qianyu carried the black plastic bag and lowered her head to rummage through it, "What did you buy? These are all for children! Is there a lighter? How else would you put it away?"
"Yes, they are all there, you can pour them out and find them."
She didn't pour them out, so she knelt down and selected some that were a bit dangerous, planning to put them away tonight so as not to leave them unsafe for the children tomorrow.
But she has never played with so many styles.
"Feng Moyan, what's going on here? I'm a little scared..."
She held the fireworks of different shapes and saw that the fuses were at most two centimeters long, so she had no idea how to start.
Feng Moyan stretched out his hand: "Bring it here and let me release it."
"Are you okay? You can't move while sitting, so don't set yourself on fire." Yang Qianyu felt that letting him do it would be more dangerous than doing it herself, so she didn't let him do it.
Without thinking, a handsome young man next to me took the initiative and asked: "How about I order it for you, and you can just enjoy it."
"Okay, thank you!"
Yang Qianyu handed over the fireworks and lighter together. The handsome boy only took the fireworks, and he had a lighter in his hand.
Lit it and throw it out, the firework spins on the ground a few times, then suddenly screams and flies into the sky, crackling and blooming.
Yang Qianyu stood beside the wheelchair, staring into the air with surprise and joy, "So this is how it works? It's a bit dangerous. If it flies in the wrong direction, it will be troublesome."
Therefore, this type of game cannot be played by children.
She quickly found them all and asked the handsome boy to help order them all.
"Hey, this is a fairy stick. It's not dangerous. Let me order this!" Seeing a fairy stick, Yang Qianyu happily took it out.
After lighting two sticks, she handed them to the man, "Here."
Mr. Feng looked disgusted, "I don't play this."
"Isn't that what you want to play with?"
"I'm playing with you."
"Just take it if I tell you! There's so much nonsense! Come on, it'll all burn out in a moment!" She forced it over, and Feng Moyan had no choice but to catch it.
The fairy wand shines quietly, like a little star in the hand.
Feng Moyan's handsome and deep face was illuminated by the bright light, making him even more charming.
Yang Qianyu looked at him and thought he looked a bit naive and cute, so she took out her phone and wanted to take a picture of him.
It's a pity that the two fairy sticks are almost burned out.
She immediately ordered two more and handed them over, "Hold them, I'll take pictures!"
"Why are you taking pictures of this? It's so stupid." The man complained, but when he saw his beloved woman pointing her phone at him, he looked at the camera cooperatively.
"Shake it a bit and start shaking it."
Mr. Feng followed the good deeds and started to sway.
"Okay! You can play by yourself, I'll go see what else there is." After taking a satisfactory photo, Yang Qianyu put away her phone and immediately went to find other fireworks.
The handsome boy was also addicted to playing. Seeing her bring out a new one, he immediately came over to study it.
Yang Qianyu simply left it to him, while she quietly shook the fairy wand on the side, really almost like a fairy daughter.
If someone who didn't know saw her, they would think she and the handsome boy were a couple.
After the firework stick in Feng Moyan's hand was lit, he glanced at it casually, and his face suddenly darkened.
This little fool...
That handsome guy also has his girlfriend. Is she blind?
And in front of him, talking and laughing with other men, do you think he is also blind?
"Cough, cough, cough -" he called out several times with tactical coughs, but... was drowned in the laughter and the crackle of fireworks.
A certain woman was indifferent.
His face became darker, and he simply took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Yang Qianyu was recording a video with her mobile phone. After lighting a firework, it stood on the ground like a peacock spreading its tail. It was very beautiful and she wanted to record it.
But when the screen switched and a phone call came in, she was startled and looked back at the man in the wheelchair.
"What?" she asked loudly.
The man was speechless, raised his hand, and flirted with her expressionlessly, as if he were calling a puppy.
Yang Qianyu felt disappointed, put away her phone and returned to him, "What's wrong?"
"Aren't you going to leave some for the triplets?" The man glanced at the black plastic bag on the ground and asked calmly.
"Ah!" Yang Qianyu was startled. She knelt down and took a look. She was embarrassed and said, "There are only two fairy sticks left and a few boxes of smashed cannons."
She looked up at the man and smiled: "Will you buy some more and have them delivered to you tomorrow?"
"Can't buy it."
"How can it be?"
"How is it impossible? They also sell it secretly. Who knows where to set up a stall tomorrow?"
Yang Qianyu looked at him, and then realized that someone's face looked strange.
But the handsome boy didn't know what was going on, so he shouted loudly: "Sister, do you have any more at your place? This peacock screen recording video is very nice!"
Before Yang Qianyu could answer, Feng Moyan replied lukewarmly: "No."
Seeing his awkward expression, Yang Qianyu realized it later and couldn't help but laugh.
"You guys go play, it's too late, we're going back, Happy New Year!" She carried some of the remaining fireworks, walked behind the man, and pushed his wheelchair home.
Someone is silent.
Yang Qianyu stared at his head from behind, and suddenly pressed his hand on top of his head angrily - the same gesture that parents use to press their children's heads - Mr. Feng was caught off guard, and his forehead was knocked to the ground.
"You! It's you who wants to come out to play, and you're the one who gets sulky when you come out. You forgot to dip the dumplings in vinegar when you ate them. Wasn't it not tasty enough?" She mocked him for being jealous.
Feng Moyan stumbled forward and became angry immediately. He turned around and didn't ask a question, but heard her strike first.
He glanced sideways at the woman and snorted coldly: "Who said you wouldn't give me a chance to misunderstand?"
"Does this count?"
"Why doesn't it count? In front of me, you are getting along with this kind of little brother. Didn't you see that he has a girlfriend?"
"Of course I know! I give fireworks to his girlfriend every time, and they set them off together!"
"You were talking and laughing with him!"
"I was also talking and laughing with his girlfriend!"
"..."
Seeing that he was speechless, Yang Qianyu snorted coldly and pressed him hard on the head again.
If Mr. Feng hadn't had difficulty with his legs and feet, he would definitely be jumping up and down with anger.
"Don't treat me like a child!"
"Ha! You are more childish than a child! You are the one who wants to come out to play, and you are the one who is unhappy when you come out!"
"..."
Yang Qianyu was in a better mood as she watched him being lectured speechless, and continued to lecture all the way.
Mr. Feng closed his eyes and simply pretended to be deaf.
After entering the house, he pulled the woman over, grabbed the back of her neck with his big hands, pulled her down and kissed her.
My ears finally became quiet.
He was extremely satisfied.
After a kiss, the two pulled away from each other, and their eyes were like the sweet maltose that was split in half and stretched continuously.
"It turns out you need a kiss to be honest." Mr. Feng said proudly.
"Rogue!" The woman patted him on the shoulder angrily, turned away angrily.
"Hey!" A voice came from behind.
She stopped and turned back unconvinced, "What for?"
Feng Moyan calmed down slightly, looked at her, paused for a few seconds, and then spoke slowly and in a low voice: "I'll give you a New Year's gift."
new Year's gift?
Yang Qianyu's face changed slightly, and she couldn't help turning her sideways body to look at him. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were filled with curiosity and inquiry.
He also prepared a New Year gift?
But when I got off the bus, I saw him holding a black plastic bag containing fireworks.
Could it be that he still has something on his body?
Yang Qianyu thought that he had probably prepared some jewelry, thinking how tacky it would be to spend money indiscriminately - she had her own jewelry brand and was a famous jewelry designer - and it would be really superfluous if he gave jewelry as a gift.
However, this can only be said in my heart.
She also thought that if this person really gave him jewelry, she would still have to give him some face. At least he should show joy on his face and say "I like it" and "thank you"...
She was already ready to "start performing", but when she saw the person in front of her, in the inner drama that she was extremely disdainful of, she slowly and difficultly... stood up!