The snowflakes flying in the air, and the ears are whistling north wind.

Fu Wenzhou wrapped Song Qingyou tightly with a black coat. This kiss continued for a long time.

The outside was too cold, Fu Wenzhou hugged her carefully, and the tip of his nose was against her: "Pomelo, let's go home."

"Okay." Song Qingyou whispered softly, and then shouted in the direction of the car again: "Uncle Chang, Fu Bei Fu Nan, go home!"

Fu Wenzhou and Song Qingyou walked in the front, Song Chang and Fu Nan Fu Bei followed behind, maintaining a distance of not far away.

Song Qingyou's earlobe was frozen, and Fu Wenzhou distressed her scarf brought to her better: "Are you solved?"

Song Qingyou sucked his nose and whispered: "Solved."

Fu Wenzhou didn't ask much, just holding people into the door.

The New Year's Eve has long been prepared. There are a few dishes that Song Qinggou loves to eat.

Song Chang, who came in behind Song Qinggou, said with Fu Nan Fu Bei: "Let's eat together."

Fu Nan Fu Bei looked at each other. As soon as he wanted to refuse, he was threatened by his own boss's eyes. He silently stepped forward and opened the stool and sat down together.

Song Chang usually has Song Qingyou every year.

After eating the New Year's Eve, when 10 o'clock, the villa gradually became lively.

First of all, Yan Second and Yan Shaoqin came over with a gift. Song Qinggou hadn't seen Yan seconds for a while. At this moment, she was very happy to see her: "Second seconds, Yan Shao, why are you here?"

Fu Wenzhou is obviously surprising about Yan Shaoqin's arrival. The sword eyebrows are tall and full of alert: "What are you doing."

When Yan Shaoqin saw the couple, he was angry, especially the attitude of Fu Wenzhou. He hummed coldly and resisted the impulse of rolling his eyes.

Yan second behind him explained with a smile: "Come and give you the New Year to keep the night, Gu Bai and Liang Mugawa will arrive in a while."

She said mysteriously to Song Qingyou's ear side and said: "Originally, my brother went to Liang Muchuan's family to play mahjong every 30 nights.

Get at home. "

Song Qingyou is stunned: "Is it every year?"

Yan seconds said, "Yes, but President Xiao Fu walked early every year, and basically couldn't find anyone just after 11 o'clock."

Song Qingyou touched her earlobe uncomfortably. She thought that she probably knew why the annual gathering of Fu Wenzhou was not seen at 11 o'clock every year.

Yan Second put down the things and hugged Song Qinggou excitedly: "Qing Pomelo, miss!"

Originally, her brother was generally not brought her, but when she heard that she came to Song Qingyou's house, Yan Second immediately wrapped up to come, but her brother could not stubborn her, so she brought her.

Song Qingyou laughed, and his hands would raise his plan to hold back. Suddenly there was an additional arm in front of him, blocking the two of them.

Fu Wenzhou squeezed in, took Song Qingyou behind him, and said lazily, "My family's."

Yan second: "???"

The latter continues casually: "Keep distance."

Yan second: "..."

She took the corner of her mouth and glanced at Song Qingyou silently, hoping that she could preside over her fairness.

Song Qingyou's eyes had a clear smile, and it didn't seem to intend to give himself the meaning of the master.

Yan Second leaned his lips, and he was quite jealous. In the past, Qingyou was all his own!

She wanted to scold Fu Wenzhou, but she was too courageous, and she was very courageous.

Song Qingyou said helplessly: "You can eat any vinegar."

Fu Wenzhou held her face, kissed him on it, and all kissed: "I don't care, you are mine, no one can touch."

Song Qingyou wiped his face with a handkerchief. This action immediately attracted Fu Wenzhou's unhappy.

The man's voice is dull, "You dislike me again."

Song Qingyou took a candy on the cabinet of the porch and peeled into his mouth, like a child: "Is it sweet?"

"Sweet." Fu Wenzhou touched it twice, and felt that there was still no sweet mouth of pomelo.

Thinking of this, he was holding a fire in his heart, and he didn't know who came out of the ghost of the night in his house. Today, he still wanted to spend the New Year in bed with the pomelo.

Soaked.

Fu Wenzhou was on his face, and he owed him eight million, but he could see that the pomelo seemed to be very happy. He didn't want to sweep her, so he couldn't stand the person out.

In fact, Song Qingyou thinks that Fu Wenzhou meets with friends every year. It should be liked. Fu Wenzhou's friend, she naturally welcomes it.

The door bell sounded, and Liang Muchuan and Xu Zezhan came together. The three people were not as polite as Yan Shaoqin, and they came directly.

Gu Baixi laughed and opened the ground, and came up to a bear hug Fu Wenzhou: "What is good?"

Fu Wenzhou disliked him: "The doctor said it would take half a month."

"Grass!" Gu Bai cursed: "So long."

Fu Wenzhou glanced at him obliquely, and his eyes were cool: "Don't say swear words in front of my girlfriend."

Gu Bai: "?"

His expression of your face was okay, and looked back at Xu Zezhan and Liang Muchuan, who were slippers: "Do you listen to what he said."

Xu Zezhan's "hey" sounded: "Don't be poor, hurry up, Mahjong goes, and tonight I have to get back the land in the north of the suburbs last year."

Gu Bai rubbed his hands: "This is, what's the table, put it up."

Liang Muchuan leaned against the wall, and this would not be in a hurry to speak, his eyes were leisurely.

The sound of firecrackers outside, Fu Wenzhou asked: "Don't they come from Guannan and Jiang?"

Gu Bai said: "They organized another game, saying that it would not be drunk tonight. You thought it was like us.

Cold outside, Xu Zezhan reached out to close the door, WeChat Ding Dong, he opened it.

It is a picture of Shen Guannan.

The background of a woman, the background looks in the bar.

Shen Guannan quickly sent a second WeChat.

"Is this Fu Wenzhou's little sister -in -law?"

Xu Zezhan thought that Shen Guannan was wrong, but he could look at it carefully. Although the figure in the photo was blurred, it was indeed a bit like Song Qingyou.

But isn't Song Qingyou just here?

He looked up at Song Qingyou, who was talking to Yan second, and twisted deeply.
Chapter completed!