The three of them worked hard all day. When the lights were on, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was finally ready.

The whole family surrounded the round table and the Spring Festival Gala was on the TV. Everyone had a smile on their faces, especially Xiang Yu, who kept smiling. The smile on their faces when they saw Song Yanbai was even stronger.

After eating and drinking, everyone chatted around the table for a long time, and the room was very warm.

Old Song and Liu Qiang were still chatting, and the two mothers stood up to clean up the dishes and prepared to wash. Xiang Yu stood up to help, but was stopped by Song's mother-

"Xiao Yu, please leave it alone. I've been busy for a day."

Song Xuan also spoke, then looked at her son sitting aside, "Liu Yijie, collect the bowls and wash, you only have less work today!"

A cousin who was grabbing red envelopes in the group raised his head and looked confused, "Don't my sister have not worked either? Why don't she let her wash together?"

"Xiaobai, go too."

After all, Ms. Yan Ruyue is an aunt, so she must not be biased against Song Yanbai at this time.

"What's wrong with me doing less? My family has done a lot!"

Song Yanbai patted Xiang Yu's chest with his back hand, "When you find your wife and bring it back, you don't have to do her work."

This sentence made Xiang Yu feel so happy. He lowered his head and put his chin on Song Yanbai's shoulder, and looked like my Yan Yan was right.

"That's right, don't be lazy, go and wash!"

Liu Qiang, who was beside him, also spoke.

The cousin of Erbaiwu shook his head and looked bitter, "Oh, you guys are all bullying me, a lonely man..."

As he said that, a certain cousin stood up and packed the bowls, sang the adapted version of Xiao Baicai to go to the kitchen to wash dishes.

Someone washed the bowl, so Song Ma and Song Xuan went to clean the kitchen and clean up the unfinished dishes. Old Song and Liu Qiang were still drinking wine and chatting at the table. Song Yanbai and Xiang Yu had nothing to do, so they went to the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

He was sleepy when he was full, and Song Yanbai didn't like singing and dancing programs, so he became more and more sleepy when he watched Xiang Yu.

"Yan Yan, I didn't drink today..."

Xiang Yu leaned into Song Yanbai's ear and spoke in a low voice. The hinted voice scared Song Yanbai to wake up suddenly, "Why do you say this suddenly?"

"Not suddenly, I've been thinking about it for a day."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Yanbai subconsciously looked at one of his parts. This reaction made Xiang Yu laugh. Xiang Yu hugged her and shook her, "Yan Yan, why are you so cute? How could you grow up with cuteness?"

Song Yanbai patted his thigh, "I grew up eating rice."

"I grew up eating cute, so I love you."

Xiang Yu finished speaking, Song Yanbai obviously felt the room quiet for a second, but fortunately everyone pretended not to hear what they should do.

"Oh my god, where did you learn pink jokes? Wouldn't you blush when you say this?"

"If you don't blush, why do you blush when you tell the truth?"

Song Yanbai pinched Xiang Yu's face, "I think you don't blush because you are thick-skinned."

"I'm so thick-skinned. I can't hold you now if I'm not thick-skinned, right?"

"Yes, yes, you're right."

Song Yanbai couldn't smile bitterly.

The song and dance program ended, and it changed to a language type, which was a crosstalk.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Song Yanbai didn't even pay attention to what the two of them said in crosstalk. Xiang Yu had already come over to hug his waist, smiling so silly.

"Hahaha, this can be said, is my childhood friend a French child hahahahaha..."

The crosstalk was only three or four minutes long, and there were almost seven or eight bags. Xiang Yu smiled more than ten times, and he would hug Song Yanbai when he smiled, and his head leaned against Song Yanbai's shoulder, making people tremble.

Song Yanbai didn't think there was any funny thing about this crosstalk, but every time Xiang Yu hugged her and laughed, she would laugh out loud, as if the crosstalk was really funny.

Because of Xiang Yu, Song Yanbai, who has not watched the Spring Festival Gala for many years, has watched several language programs in full.

Although not as exaggerated as Xiang Yu's smile, his eyebrows and eyes were always curved, looking warm and gentle.

After washing the dishes, my cousin came out to watch it for a while. He couldn't get a funny point, but he ate a lot of dog food. He didn't want to watch it anymore and suggested, "What's the good thing about the Spring Festival Gala? Brother-in-law, let's go to school to set off fireworks?"

Xiang Yu glanced at Song Yanbai, "Yan Yan, are you going?"

"No, it's cold."

Xiang Yu nodded and looked at a cousin beside him, "No, it's fun to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The next show is a sketch."

My cousin vomits blood, my brother-in-law is too obedient!

Knowing that the three people here are Song Yanbai, the cousin of the 25th cousin didn't ask Xiang Yu anymore, moved his butt and shook it hard, "Let's go, sister, it's so fun to set off fireworks. Just wear thicker, it's definitely not cold. Let's go, you don't exercise after eating so much, aren't you afraid of gaining weight..."

Before his cousin finished his grinding, the arm he was holding Song Yanbai was pulled away by Xiang Yu, "Speak well, don't touch me."

My cousin looked question marks.

"It's too much brother-in-law, I've shaken my sister's arm since I was a child, why did she touch her feet?"

"You can't shake it anymore, otherwise I'll beat you up."

Xiang Yu said that, and took Song Yanbai into his arms, and the food protection was so obvious.

The cousin of 25 was in tears. If he had known Xiang Yu was so domineering, he would not have helped him chase Song Yanbai. Why did he feel like he had a cousin?!

"Sister! Look at him!"

"Don't drag me on your affairs."

It was difficult for the honest official to settle the family affairs, so Song Yanbai waved his hand to stand up and go to the kitchen to see if there was anything to help, but before he could stand up, Xiang Yu held his hand tightened.

"Sister! Do you care about him? I'm your cousin, okay?"

"Yan Yan, you can't spoil him."

"Sister! Do you really want to abandon your little cousin who has been with you for so many years for him?"

"Don't listen to him. In the next few decades, I will definitely spend a longer time with you."

"sister!"

The two who had not grown up didn't know why they were competing. On one side, there was a sister and on the other side, Yan Yan made Song Yan dizzy. The two seemed to compete for favor. Song Yan Bai wanted to beat them up and let them calm down.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!