Lu Meizhu rolled her eyes. In the evening, when it was time to eat, the TV was turned on. Every TV station was broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala. It was still Zhu Jun and Dong Qing.

Shen Ya didn't want to eat this meal very much. It was too greasy and she felt a little nauseous.

There were loud gongs and drums on the TV, and laughter, and the living room was also filled with laughter. It belonged to Yun Han, and he was asking for red envelopes.

Shen Ya sighed slightly and turned her eyes to the window. The night outside the window was dark and heavy, like a thick black mist, and she could not see anything.

During this Spring Festival, I felt a little lonely.

Suddenly, her cell phone rang. She was startled and her heart was beating fast. When she picked up, it was Huo Jingcheng.

He first said, Happy New Year, and then said, "Come on."

Shen Ya asked him where to go?

Huo Jingcheng answered her, went downstairs, and showed her something.

"I'm not in the apartment right now, I'm at my father's house." Shen Ya lowered her voice.

He continued to speak; "No matter where you are, now, listen to my words and come down..."

Shen Ya licked her lips, hung up, stood up, and took her coat from the hanger. On the way, Yun Han saw her and asked her where she was going.

She said she would go to the store downstairs and buy some things.

When I walked downstairs in the residential area, there were street lights flashing around me, and fireworks shot into the sky from time to time. They were colorful and very beautiful.

Shen Ya stood in the cold wind, turned around, looked around, her phone rang again, she picked it up, he said gently: "Look back."

Turning back, she froze on the spot, like a wooden figure, with a slightly sore nose.

Huo Jingcheng stood not far away.

He was holding the mobile phone in one hand, with his right hand casually inserted into the pocket of his suit pants. He was wearing a dark red shirt and a long black windbreaker. He stood upright and tall, slightly dusty, but his expression was so tender.

Looking at such a man, Shen Ya suddenly thought of that sentence, "You come from the sea when you are covered with wind and rain."

"Have you seen me?" Huo Jingcheng stared at her intently and said into the phone.

She nodded and stared at him for a moment.

"Then, stand still, just stand there..." He became more gentle, and then he walked towards her step by step with his charming long legs.

Standing still, his big palms fell on her slender waist and hugged her tightly. Shen Ya hugged his waist in return, absorbing the good, mature and sexy smell of the man.

"Why are you back all of a sudden?" Shen Ya felt so warm buried in his warm and generous chest.

Huo Jingcheng whispered in her ear: "My woman and children are here, and I want to spend this Spring Festival with you..."

With her throat full of congestion, Shen Ya's chest heaved and she grabbed his coat; "Then your father and mother -"

However, before she could finish her words, Huo Jingcheng had already held up her face with his long fingers. Their eyes met, and there was longing between his brows and eyes. He put his middle finger against her lips to stop the unspoken words, and pulled out a sexy smile on his thin lips.

The arc of "My father and mother, I have spent thirty-eight Spring Festivals with them, but this is the first Spring Festival for you and your children. I don't want to miss it..."

Happiness overflowed, and Shen Ya felt warm in her heart, as if it was about to overflow. She fell in love with him more and more...

Standing on tiptoes, Shen Ya put her hands around his neck and kissed him.

He was very happy with her behavior and kissed him back. The kiss was very deep and *, making her feel her hands and feet curling up.

After a long time, Huo Jingcheng let her go, and the fatigue of the past few days disappeared; "Let's go back to the apartment..."

Looking at the room, Shen Ya thought for a while, then nodded.

It was New Year's Eve, and there were very few people on the street. They were all reunited at home. He drove the car, holding her hand and intertwining it with his fingers.

After returning to the apartment, Huo Jingcheng went to take a shower. In order to rush back, he didn't take a shower for two days, and he didn't eat for the whole day.

Hearing this, Shen Ya went to the kitchen, made a bowl of dumplings, and brought him cold vegetables, cold fungus, enoki mushrooms, and casseroles.

When Huo Jingcheng came out again, she was ready and waved to him with a smile: "Hurry up and eat."

Smelling the fragrance, Huo Jingcheng's long limbs were filled with comfort. He walked over and sat down. He ate and she watched.

Sure enough, she hadn't eaten anything for a whole day. Although she ate gracefully, she still ate all the dumplings in an instant, leaving very little of the dishes she prepared.

Shen Ya joked; "If others see this, they will think you are a refugee!"

"Maybe you don't know how long I have missed the taste of the dumplings you made..." He took the warm water cup and took a sip.

"Then it's my fault. I shouldn't have seduced you in the first place."

"Yes, there is another thing I want to do now, and I have also missed it for a long time..."

Shen Ya asked curiously; "What?"

"Hold you to sleep, let me have a good sleep..." He replied, staring at her deeply.

Shen Ya knew that he was tired and tired, and sighed softly: "You don't need to be so tired, and you don't need to be in such a hurry."

"I want to spend this Spring Festival with you and my children. This is the deepest thought in my heart. When I was in Beijing, I always thought like this and couldn't control it..."

Are you moved? That's natural. Shen Ya couldn't stop the smile on her lips no matter what. She pulled him over and let him lie on the bed. Then she took off her shoes and sat on it too. "Then tonight, when others are celebrating the Spring Festival, I

Have a good sleep with you..."

Huo Jingcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a chuckle between his eyebrows and his thin lips.

He held her in his arms, holding her very tightly. There was a dense feeling of closeness, as if he could feel the other person's soul.

Shen Ya liked this feeling, this warm taste very much. She took a deep breath and felt satisfied; "Thank you for making me so touched and surprised..."

Not everyone can give you this kind of touch. It is rare to meet such a man.

Huo Jingcheng's big, knuckled hands moved through her hair, giving her a feeling of lust. Huo Jingcheng pressed against her hair; "Then I should thank you for making me so happy and comfortable..."

"Is it really okay for us to spend the Spring Festival like this?" Shen Ya nuzzled into his arms again.

"What's wrong? I am willing to love you. This is the most beautiful thing in the world..." He said very slowly.

Yes, you love me and I love you. What’s wrong with a world between two people?

She never thought that he would come back before twelve o'clock in the morning to spend the Spring Festival with her.

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the New Year's bell rang. He kissed her earlobe and said, "Happy New Year."

Shen Ya also responded to him; "Happy New Year, and, baby, Happy New Year."

The man's warm long fingers lifted up her pajamas, exposing her belly, and kissed her with his hot thin lips: "Happy New Year, baby."

The phone rang and Shen Ya took it. It was Yun Han calling.

She coughed lightly, picked up the phone, and responded, "Well, I won't go over there. I happened to meet a friend to have something to eat and is already in the apartment now."

Then she said something else, hung up the phone, and the man hugged her into his arms again. The two of them closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Sometimes, relationships don't need to be dramatic. Such feelings are very deep, but they can easily pass the shelf life. An ordinary life, a word, a look, can make people feel beautiful.

There were fireworks and firecrackers outside the window, and in the room there was warmth, beauty, and the faint sound of the two people breathing each other.

The next morning, when Shen Ya got up, there was a red envelope on the dressing table. She was a little surprised when Huo Jingcheng walked in with milk.

Shen Ya asked him, did you let it go?

Huo Jingcheng slightly tapped his chin and asked her to drink the milk, saying that the red envelope was for the baby.

Shen Ya couldn't help laughing and opened her mouth slightly; "Are you too anxious? He hasn't been born yet, why should I give him a red envelope?"

With his eyebrows slightly closed, Huo Jingcheng kneaded his brows, "I understand that I am too eager and excited to be a father. Since the early hours of last night, I have been thirty-nine, but he is my first child and the best.

I want to give it to him..."

Thirty-nine, and then welcoming the first child in my life, no matter what, I always feel that I am a bit old.

He has experienced a lot before, whether it is love, suffering, or thorns in life, he has energy. After experiencing these, he will treat feelings, relatives, and lovers more profoundly, because he has experienced it.

, will cherish it more...

Also, he wanted to say that meeting her was the greatest luck in his life!

"You will spoil him, be too indulgent, and not very good to the child." Shen Ya pinched the red envelope and was curious about how much he put in it.

"I am not good at being a father. I will learn and you can guide me. I want to be a good father. At this age..."

Second update, here we are talking about the drama. This book is different from usual, and the mistress takes a different path, so there will be a little more drama, but I have controlled the number of words in each chapter. In addition, the plot is already in progress.
Chapter completed!