Ye Fei took chopsticks in Su Mo Han's bowl and couldn't wait to eat one. The fresh and juicy stuffing was still very hot. She couldn't help sticking out her tongue for a long time.

Su Mo Han looked at her with a light smile: "how?"

Ye Fei nodded: "delicious."

Ye Fei couldn't help but pick up a small animal that she had wrapped up by herself. However, some small animals that were different from each other could not tell what they were after they were cooked. It was hard for Sister Zhang to see that it was a duck.

Ye Fei tasted her craft again. She found that her face was a little thick, but she was still delicious. She could not help being complacent. She took her chopsticks to Su Mo Han.

"Isn't it good?" Ye Fei asked with expectation. She didn't know that with the ingredients and dough made here, even if it was kneaded into a ball, she was determined that there was no possibility that it would not taste bad.

At this time, the night sky, which was not lonely, exploded again. Ye Fei looked up and saw her name in the sky.

Colorful Ye Fei's two words greatly set off in the sky, then followed by the emergence of a few words I love you.

Fireworks from a little bit small become bigger and bigger, a few words also become bigger and bigger, until big gradually nihilism, just disappear completely.

Ye Fei couldn't help holding Su Mo Han's face and kissing him on the lips: "I love you too."

A group of people have been playing around 11 o'clock, one by one eat full, take off the steaming pot of dumplings, ye Fei join in the fun to drink a small sip of sweet wine, squint eyes to enjoy like a cat.

Su Mo Han saw that the time spent outside was not short, worried that ye Fei was cold, so he took her back to the bedroom upstairs.

While watching the Spring Festival Gala, the two men were watching the TV. The chef brought some pig's feet, and ye Fei rubbed her round stomach, but she could not resist eating half of them.

Ye Fei looked at the clock and was about to arrive at 12 o'clock. She quickly took out her mobile phone to song Zhenhai, and they sent a message of blessing one by one.

Su Mo cold nest in her side, has not moved, looking at Ye Fei's look with a touch of doting.

After greeting, ye Fei is facing the eyes that will drown her. She can't help but say, "don't you send a message to your parents and relatives?"

"No Su Mo Han spoke softly.

Ye Fei shrugged and seemed to be puzzled. She said again, "do we need to visit your parents tomorrow?"

Su Mo Han once again said, "no need."

"Why?"

"Because they are all gone." Su Mohan opened his mouth again, and his face was still.

Ye Feiyi Zheng, how did not expect that his parents would not be there? Looking at his expression of indifference and no wave, he felt a pain in his heart. He pressed him and pinched his mouth: "I'll accompany you later, OK?"

Su Mo Han hook lips a smile, it seems that there is not too much sadness: "good."

Take away her little hands, cover her lips, the new year's bell rings at the same time, a jubilation reflects the warmth of the room.

Ye Fei turned her head and looked at the bell on TV. She turned her head to Su Mo Han and said, "close your eyes and make a wish."

Then, Su Mo Han saw Ye Fei close her eyes tightly, her hands clasped, and her face was solemnly wishing.

I don't know if he was influenced by her. Su Mo Han looks at Ye Fei and makes a wish in the bottom of his heart: I hope No matter what happens, you will always be by my side.