After being with him for many years, she may not know some of his bad habits, such as his dislike of letting others touch him.

But he was not disgusted with her touch, and even a little greedy.

When her fair little feet touched him from time to time, there was nothing unusual except that there was a subtle feeling in her heart.

She was restless when watching TV, touching her east and west.

Sometimes I sit and watch TV, and sometimes I go to the drawer to find snacks.

Just as she was making trouble, she became tired and began to lean against the sofa and nap.

At first he leaned against the sofa, and then leaned against him.

His arms were warm, and she liked to bury her little head in his chest, just like the doll that was buried in her.

Qiao Sinian stayed with her for the New Year. He did not wrap her in a blanket and carry her to the bedroom until the New Year clock rang.

He put her in the bed and covered her with a quilt.

In a daze, Ye Jiaqi seemed to ring the bell and fireworks sounded in his ears.

She forced her eyes to open.

It happened to meet his handsome and beautiful face, with deep eyebrows and noble and restrained.

His big palm touched her head.

Ye Jiaqi glanced at the clock and realized that it was New Year...

She was still sleepy on her sleeping face, but she still pressed his neck and whispered in his ear: "Happy New Year."

Qiao Sinian curled the corners of his lips, turned his head, and smiled and said, "Happy New Year."

Ye Jiaqi smiled with satisfaction.

But she was so sleepy that as soon as he let go, she fell asleep with the pillow.

She fell asleep contentedly with this blessing from him.

She didn't worry about anything, because she could see him again as soon as it dawned, so she didn't have to worry about him going on a business trip or leaving.

It was precisely because of this that she fell asleep.

Happy New Year.

...

The smoke between Qiao Sinian's fingers burned his fingers, and he was suddenly startled and frowned.

The interrogation room was still very cold. It was not that the heating was not turned on, but that the place was not far from the mountains, and there was a kind of coldness that penetrated into the bones.

Qiao Sinian threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box again and lit it.

He looked out the window with deep eyes, and his eyes were indescribable depth.

There are only mountains and trees, as well as continuous rain.

The cold rain knocked on the window, and his figure was reflected on the glass window.

Tomorrow, there is a second round of interrogation.

Here, he has no way to have any contact with the outside world.

He was not sure about Han Yun's situation and had no way of knowing it, but he believed in Meng Chen enough.

After a while, Qiao Sinian and the court made a request and sent Ye Jiaqi an anonymous text message.

The text message has only four words: Happy New Year.

After posting, he looked at the simple text and suddenly missed the smell of dumplings.

Qiao Sinian raised the corners of his lips slightly and took a sip of cigarette.

Smoke is shrouded.

Ye Jiaqi received a text message, which happened to be around twelve o'clock in the night in New York.

She slept in Ning'an's guest room, tossing and turning, without any sleepiness.

When she received the text message, she frowned and smiled.

It's not yet New Year, why is someone sending her a text message?

However, someone always sent a text message to her phone by mistake. Ye Jiaqi didn't care. She took a look and turned it off casually.

Ning'an's home has a good sound insulation effect. Xiao Candy has not made a fuss at this moment, probably because she was asleep.

Ye Jiaqi's thoughts were a little fluttering.
Chapter completed!