Xie Jingxing: […]

Gu Mingzhu bent her lips and replied to another message: [Happy New Year.]

Xie Jingxing looked at the short words on the screen and couldn't help but smile.

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After eating the dumplings, the group watched the TV in groups of three or three chatted, while Mrs. Yan brought people to a table of mahjong.

In order to make fun, I did not go to the entertainment room, but set up a table in the living room, and several daughters-in-law were fighting with each other.

Gu Mingzhu and Yan Qingsi were nestled on the sofa together, and they felt that they hadn't had such comfort and freedom in a long time.

There is no need to be too intrigue or guess the bad thoughts of others at all times.

It seems that at this moment, just be yourself, enjoy it with peace of mind, and be happy with peace of mind.

Yan Jingcheng sat aside, remembering the fireworks that Xie Jingxing had just set off, and immediately sent him a WeChat message: [Happy New Year, get out of singleness as soon as possible.]

Xie Jingxing looked at the news from Yan Jingcheng and sneered: [Happy New Year, divorce soon.]

Seeing this, Yan Jingcheng's face turned a little darker. He held a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and lit it, and then replied with a message: [Dream!]

Xie Jingxing was blowing the sea breeze, looking at the fireworks in front of him, and immediately said, "It's too cold, I'll activate these, and I'll go back."

"Young Master Qi, didn't you just say vulgar!" The man just now said in confusion while lighting fireworks.

Xie Jingxing lowered his head and replied indifferently: "I bought it all, and throwing it away is a waste."

The sound of waves at night is rolling waves, and the wind is also filled with a faint saltiness...

Not long after, Yan Jingcheng received another message from Xie Jingxing: [Sit down and wait.]

Yan Jingcheng smiled angrily, pursed his lips, and replied to another message: [Let me introduce you to a few women to you, get married early, and be a father early.]

Xie Jingxing stood up, talked to the person who was playing with him, then got on the car with the car keys, and replied to Yan Jingcheng again: [If you don’t worry, you won’t divorce, I won’t get married.]

Yan Jingcheng sneered and didn't want to talk nonsense to him, so he simply turned over the expression Gu Mingzhu had posted before, and wrote on the side: [The other party didn't want to pay attention to you and farted on you.]

Xie Jingxing: […]

A few seconds later, Yan Jingcheng received an emoticon package from Xie Jingxing, with the caption on the side: [The other party reached out to grab it and stuffed it into your mouth with his backhand.]

Yan Jingcheng:【…】

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A New Year greeting ended unhappily.

Xie Jingxing drove directly to Xu Xinghe, intending to go and see the fun.

After all, he can't be the only one who feels uncomfortable. You have to see if someone feels even more uncomfortable.

When Xie Jingxing arrived, Xu Xinghe glanced at him, turned around and walked into the room, but ignored him.

Xie Jingxing opened the beer in the hall and saw two boxes of dumpling takeaway packaging boxes in the trash can next to Xu Xinghe's coffee table, while on the other side there were many exquisite dumplings placed on the plate.

The dumplings are already cold now, obviously they have not moved.

Xie Jingxing leaned against the sofa, and a sarcasm flashed in his eyes: "Tsk, is this the dumplings given by Uncle Xu?"

Xu Xinghe ignored him. He was sitting in front of the coffee table and using his laptop to handle work.

Xie Jingxing didn't say anything anymore, knowing that his cheap father must have been here.
Chapter completed!