Christmas is coming as scheduled, and the East of the world is also busy for this festival that is not a festive one. The West, as the birthplace of Christmas, is in full swing and in full swing.b

On this cold winter day, the arrival of Christmas made my husband feel the warmth of the summer sun.

A unique banquet was held at the home of Hoskin Carlos, the director of the Aerospace Administration.

"Congratulations, Ouyang, under the leadership of Hoth, I cannot live without you. Secretary of State Misha, Charles raised his glass to congratulate Ouyang Chun who was smiling from ear to ear at the banquet, while Hoth only smiled low-key.

"Thank you Miss Misha for your praise. This is also the leadership and guidance of the great Mr. President, we can achieve such great results. Without Mr. President and your support, how could we achieve such results?" Hoss said "moderately".

"Yes, Miss Misha, the teacher is right. Without the support of the President, you and the people of the country, we will not be able to achieve such results. Your contribution is the greatest." Ouyang Chun would also respond with great confidence.

This is called politics. At this time, even if you have any credit, you cannot say it is yours.

Misha just smiled at the response of the two, and did not refuse.

"Because of your excellent performance, the President's public approval rating is now rising steadily, up 20 points, and it is still continuing to be in the previous chapter, which is an unprecedented high. Because of the emergence of Mars, some negative impacts in our country have dropped to the lowest point. It can be said that Congress has once again created a new and brilliant era."

"Because of this, Congress has already submitted the Nobel Lifetime Achievement Award to the jury, and the other side also replied that as long as the review is passed, the award will be yours. I am here to congratulate you in advance for both fame and fortune." In the end, Misha gave a heavy bomb. With Congress, Martian creatures were originally an epoch-making historical process for humans to move into space. With Misha's guarantee, Hoth and Ouyang Chun knew that this matter was already a matter of decisiveness.

Ouyang Chun smiled happily. He won the Nobel Prize at his age and was unprecedented; while Hos was much more implicit, but a trace of light occasionally appeared in his slightly narrowed eyes.

"But you should continue to work hard, it is best to find the nests and caves of Martian creatures, laying the foundation for our next Mars exploration and even Mars immigration, especially Ouyang, the next generation after Hos retires will depend on you."

"Yes, Miss Misha. I will continue to work hard under the guidance of the teacher and will also give my all to dedicate everything." Although Ouyang Chun is only keen on science, he is not a stupid person. But a genius among geniuses, how could he not understand the potential meaning of Misha's words? He immediately expressed his vow.

When Misha and Hos saw Ouyang Chun, a young man with black hair and black eyes, they were both regretting the ancient Eastern country.

In that world's populous country, it can be said that there are many geniuses, and there are also great men like Edison and Einstein, but why can't they cultivate a Nobel Prize winner? Is it just because of the differences and views of Eastern and Western civilizations?

There are many more here? Why can these descendants of the black-haired and black-eyed dragons achieve such great achievements when they come to the West? There are many Chinese Nobel Prize winners.

However, while regretting, the two were also happy. If this were not the case, then some titles such as the world's largest country, the world's first military power, etc. would not be great. The two really wanted to see the country continue to "sink" like this.

"Okay, I believe in Ouyang's ability, and I believe in Mr. Hos. Celebrate it well, I wish you a wonderful Christmas Eve. I have something to do, it's time to leave." Misha people came. The congratulations were also said, "It's time to be busy with official duties, and the prospects are very good now. We must seize everything to prepare for Mr. President's re-election.

When Misha left, the banquet reached because it was Ouyang Chun's night, the young man's night.

At this time, Huang Yun, who was in Beijing, also received a call from Lan Bingning. Huang Yun had not contacted Lan Bingning for more than half a year. He really didn't know how this little girl was doing now.

"Haha, girl, Merry Christmas."

"Hmph" Do you still remember that I am the sister? I have called you for more than half a year or you can't get through. I asked Sister Zilian, and Sister Zi didn't tell me where you were going, just said you were busy." A voice of coquettish and angry came from the phone.

"Isn't that because I'm really busy? I've rarely even been with you sister Zilian in the past six months."

"Really?" Lan Bingning's tone on the phone was still full of doubts.

"Of course, how could I deceive me, the cute and kind Miss Lan Bingning? Right?" Sweat to death, Huang Yun got goosebumps himself.

"Forget it, I don't care so much about my sister's face. Men should focus on career first." Lan Bingning said generously.

"Uh," This time it was Huang Yun's turn to say nothing.

"By the way, Bing Ning, are you doing something about calling me today? You won't just scold me, right?"

"Oh" I almost forgot. New Year's Day is my 18th birthday. Do you want to come and celebrate my birthday?" Lan Bingning on the other end of the phone only remembers to "teach" Huang Yun, but almost forgot the most important thing.

"The ritual of becoming a human being" Go, why don't you go? Why do we say that Bing Ning has become a human being?

"It turned out that I was going to attend the birthday party bonus ceremony, no wonder I was so anxious to find myself.

"I'm determined. I'll wait for you and my sister to come. If you put me on another pigeon, I will." Lan Bingning couldn't say what she was going to do, because she couldn't bear to do anything to Huang Yun.

"Well, I will definitely give you a big gift then. Don't worry." Huang Yun could already imagine how sad Lan Bingning would be that night if he failed the appointment.

And just now she must have pulled her little fist, and if she didn't agree, she would definitely punch her fist.

She didn't know that she and Zhou Zilian were already in Beijing and Beijing. She would give her a big surprise at that time. Let her look forward to it now.

"Well, then I'll wait for you on New Year's Day." Lan Bingning said gently.

Lan Bingning is talking about "waiting for you" here instead of "waiting for you". However, the meaning contained in this usually is Huang Yun automatically filtered out.

"Yeah, sure." Huang Yun gave Lan Bingning a reassurance.

In the north, in a three-story villa on the outskirts of Beijing, Xiao Lan Bingning hung up the phone with joy, her face filled with an unusual color.

Lu Yutong, who was helping to pack up her things, saw her niece's smile

"Lanlan. Did he agree?"

"Well, Brother Aoyun agreed and said he wanted to give me a surprise." Lan Bingning felt that she was the happiest.

"Yo" It seems that our Lanlan has grown up and started to miss the spring. Look, her face is full of peach blossoms, haha," Lu Yutong couldn't help but tease her when she saw Lan Bingning's look a little illegitimate.

"Auntie, you're so bad that you know how to make fun of others and ignore you." Seeing her aunt making fun of her, Lan Bingning ran into the room. A louder laugh came from behind her.

Lan Bing, hiding behind the door, touched his slightly hot cheeks, looking happy.

Even she herself didn't know that she was always thinking about that figure. His smile, action, and words touched her heart. She herself felt that she was too unsatisfied. In reality, there are many boys who are more handsome and richer than him who pursued her, but she was not moved by it. Now she felt like she was sticking to it.

However, Lan Bingning felt that even so, she was still so willing.

However, when she thought of Sister Zilian beside Huang Yun, her originally happy face drooped instantly. "This is the saddest hurdle for me. Sometimes Lan Bingning herself feels afraid to face Zhou Zilian.

With such contradictory thoughts, Lan Bingning fell asleep. She was looking forward to the surprise Huang Yun brought her in a few days.

"Yun, whose phone number was just now?" On the other side, Zhou Zilian, who had taken a shower, walked out of the bathroom with a bath towel while combing his hair.

"It's Bingning, this little girl." Huang Yun felt excited when he saw Zhou Ziwen's charming look like a lotus. As the saying goes, the woman who just took a shower and just woke up in the morning was the most sexual and emotional. At this time, Zhou Ziwen gave Huang Yun a different corpse seduction. "Bingning, is there anything wrong with you? She has been looking for you several times in the past six months, but because you are busy, I can only tell him that you are busy." Zhou Ziwen walked to the dressing table to take care of herself, and said indifferently. She also liked Lan Bingning, the little girl, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her "diligent" looking for her own man.

"She is about to be eighteen years old on New Year's Day, so she invites us to attend her educator ceremony." At this time, Huang Yun had already come behind Zhou Zilian, his eyes full of spirit, but Zhou Zishi lowered his head and fiddled with her hair, and did not notice Huang Yunyu's actions.

"Eighteenth? It's so fast. Two years have passed like this. We are going to participate. I still want to listen to her singing. Then we have to prepare a big gift. Alas, don't move, I'm still getting my hair done." During this period, several aunts and sisters from the Huang family took them out shopping every day, and Zhou Zilian also learned to "girls to please others."

While she was fiddling with her hair, she could already feel Huang Yun’s "invasion" of her naked shoulders and earlobes, and quickly patted his salty hand away.

"Haha" Huang Yun withdrew his hand, but now his eyes were fixed on the knot of the bath towel and quietly stretched out his hand.

"Don't worry about this. I have asked Long Bo Gang to prepare it. I believe this gift will be liked by the little girl." The hand has reached the destination and is waiting for the final action.

"Well, then I won't worry. I'm going shopping with my aunts and sisters every day, and I'm so tired." After saying that, Zhou Zi shook his neck like a symbol.

"Yun, do you think these ladies live like this? It's really hard for me to imagine what I will be like in the future."

"I don't know that I won't let you be the same as them, because we have to "exercise well." When we said this, Huang Yun's right hand had unbuttoned the nodules of Zhou Zilian's bath towel. The bath towel "slightly" spread out, and the jade rabbit on Zhou Zi's chest jumped out suddenly. At this moment, Zhou Zi's breasts protected her chest with both hands and looked at Huang Yun with a resentful look on her face.

"What a bad guy, what do you want to do."

"Hehe" You said you were tired of shopping, so let me help you "massage, massage" and ensure "massage, and you will be happy in body and mind after that. Haha, Huang Yun had already picked up Zhou Zilian and walked towards the bed, and the towel had already slipped to the ground.

Zhou Zilian was really angry and annoyed. It seemed that he couldn't get his hair tonight. He did "exercise"? After that, he was so tired that he couldn't get up. It seemed that he could only wait until tomorrow.

Zhou Zilian pouted and looked at Huang Yun with a smirk, and surrounded his neck with his hands, waiting for the arrival of "happiness," he said.

The heavy breathing of men and women in the bedroom slowly came. The women shouted happily, jumped, and hugged. The moon, the bell of the sun has already ringed, and the new year has arrived.

This day was also the busiest time for Lan Bingning's family. Her parents also took the time to come back from their busy business to attend their daughter's coming-of-age ceremony. The three-story villa has been busy since the morning and cars entering and leaving. By the afternoon, the entire villa has been decorated as a sea of ​​flowers.

Lan Bingning in the room was urging her aunt to help her see if there was anything wrong with her evening dress tonight.

Auntie, can you see if I wear this way?" Lan Bingning, wearing a white dress, was spinning in front, back and left and right in the mirror, as if she was about to pick out a little of the problem.

"My lady, you have been watching it for almost two hours. It's already beautiful enough. Your Brother Aoyun will definitely be attracted by you." Lu Yutong is now sitting limply on the head of the bed and watching Lan Bingning turn around in full spirit. She is so exhausted that she is so tired of these two hours.

Lan Bingning blushed when she heard her aunt's weak voice. She also knew that her aunt had prepared the evening dress for her, but she was just worried that it would not be in line with Brother Ao Yun's wishes. When she heard her aunt say this, she was not embarrassed to ask Lu Yutong to help.

"Huh" Why did I hear of my brother? Lan Lan, when will I introduce it to my mother? Hehe" Lan Bingning's door was opened, and a woman dressed in a noble lady who looked only thirty years old and looked like five-point similar to Lan Bingning walked in. If it weren't for her name, outsiders would have thought that she and Lan Bingning were sisters when they saw her.

"Mom, you're so evil. You know you're eavesdropping on our conversation outside the door." After Lan Bingning saw that her little secret was broken, she acted coquettishly to her mother.

"I didn't eavesdrop. I just came to see how my daughter was dressed up. The young men outside all became giraffes, but I heard a little secret. I wonder if your father wants to know this secret?" Lan Bingning's mother Lu Yushan also teased her daughter. She and Lu Yutong are really sisters, and they both like to tease Lan Bingning so much.

"Don't say it," Lan Bingning pouted.

"It's okay not to say it, but daughter, you have to tell your mother, "Brother, who is it? Let mom meet the person my daughter chose."

Lan Bingning begs for Sichuan, "Lu Yutong, but unfortunately Lu Yutong had already turned her face away and saw her mother's appearance of watching the show.

"Just say it, it's not shameful." Lan Bingning said angrily.

A whisper spread throughout the room.

At this time, Huang Yun drove the 100,000 yuan "BMW" he bought in Shanghai and drove into the villa area where wealthy people gathered, towards Lan Bingning's home.

At this time, there were also many cars driving on the same road. It seemed that every driver passing by two cars had to drive side by side with Huang Yun's car for a while, wanting to see who was so powerful that he drove such a "BMW" into here. The lowest-end of these cars was the Audi milk type. As for the highest-end, Huang Yun couldn't name that name.

Zhou Zilian looked at Huang Yun with a smile.

Huang Yun touched his nose and said embarrassedly.

"Zi Lian, stop laughing. How did I know that driving this car will cause so many people to "watch"? Isn't the car just for transportation? What's so strange about it?" Huang Yun didn't know how much money he had in his bank card now, nor did he understand that cars in this villa area are also a sign of identity, so he didn't think the difference between driving a 100,000 car and a 100,000 car or tens of millions of cars. They are all cars for transportation.

Zhou Zi said nothing, but still looked ahead with a smile on her face. She didn't really think about this, but she felt that men were all face-saving. Did his man have been despised by other "cars" for so long?

Seeing Zhou Zilian not answering, Huang Yun was extremely depressed and muttering in a low voice.

"I had known this because I had driven my grandfather's special car over."

Zhou Zilian was completely thundered by Huang Yun's words. His man is really at the extreme. If he doesn't drive the most despises, he drives the most despised. If he really drives his grandfather's special car, wouldn't he scare these rich people to death? That's the National No. 3 car.

When Huang Yun came to Lan Bingning's house, there were already all kinds of small cars outside her house. Huang Yun found a remote and far-flung corner to park the car. He didn't want his small car to be in the large group of colorful noble cars.

After entering the villa, the two of them didn't know anyone here, so they found a relatively quiet corner to eat and drink on their own.
To be continued...