Chapter 199

When Ning Huan opens his eyes, Shen sanshao is no longer in bed.

She opened her eyes to the ceiling for a while, then recovered after half a sound. She got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

It's quiet in the villa of more than 500 square meters. Ning Huan pushes the door out and just bumps into Shen Shiyuan who comes in and calls her.

She didn't notice. She threw it right into his arms.

A look up, on the pair of smiling peach blossom eyes: "did not expect the new year, the baby so active."

Ning Huan face a red, subconsciously want to push him away, but he buttoned: "happy new year, Ning Huan."

He said, lowering his head and kissing her on the forehead.

"Happy new year, sanshao. I wish you all the best in the new year."

"What do you want?"

As soon as Ning Huan's voice fell, he repeated her words.

He didn't say anything, but when he looked down at her and laughed, Ning Huan always felt that there was something else in his words.

She really can't carry it, so she has to raise her hand and push him: "three little, I'm hungry."

"I don't know."

He snorted and laughed. Suddenly, he had a red envelope in his hand, and then he handed it to her directly.

Since Ning Huan's parents died, only her grandmother gave her a red envelope.

But this year, grandma also left. She thought that she would not receive any more red envelopes, but she did not expect that Shen Shiyuan would prepare red envelopes for her.

For a moment, she also forgot that she was being held by someone now. She carefully held out her hand to receive the red envelope: "is that for me?"

"Is there anyone else here?"

He was laughed with anger.

Ning Huan's eyebrows and eyes bent and put the red envelope in his hand: "thank you, three little."

"Only verbal thanks?"

He lowered his head to her forehead and said, "hmm?"

Two people's faces were only about one centimeter apart. As soon as he opened his mouth, the breath hit her face.

Ning Huan's face suddenly became hot, and her eyes fell into the black eyes. She subconsciously wanted to turn away, but at such a distance, she could not avoid his eyes except closing her eyes.

"Well?"

He snorted again. The male voice was deep and mellow. Ning Huan's ears were puffed with numbness.

She tightened her hand with the red envelope, closed her eyes and gave him a quick kiss on his thin lip.

But when Ning Huan wants to retreat, Shen Shiyuan's hand suddenly buckles on the back of her head.

"Well -"

She snorted, and the man directly pried her lips open.

When the mobile phone rings, Ning huancai wakes up like a dream and pushes him: "three little, telephone."

"Well."

His voice was a little heavy, fell in her ears, almost burned her whole.

It's killing me.

Shen Shiyuan released her, took the phone out of his pocket and pressed the answer button: "hello?"

Ning Huan takes advantage of this opportunity to push people away.

He looked back at her with a meaningful smile.

Ning Huan ran down the stairs, but he didn't forget to hold the red envelope tightly.

She and Shen Shiyuan are the only people in the villa. Ning Huan goes directly to the kitchen and plans to make breakfast, only to find that there is breakfast warming inside.

She Leng Leng, opened the pot only to find that inside the warm porridge.

Ning Huan just reflected at this time. Even if it's the first day of the lunar new year, how can Shen sanshao not even have breakfast.

She took her things to the dining table. Shen just finished calling and came down from the third floor. She took a bowl and slowly filled it with porridge: "accompany me to a place in the afternoon, baby."

He said very lazy, rather Huan did not think much, should be a bit: "well."

At noon, someone sent food. After lunch, Ning Huan remembered that he was going to a place, so he went back to his room and changed his clothes.

Ning Huan originally thought that there was a party, and was hesitating whether to make up. Shen Shiyuan had already pushed the door in, and his eyes fell on her. He laughed: "that's it."

His smile was so shallow that it didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

Ning Huan frowned and went to the cloakroom to wear boots.

Although there is no snow in a city this Spring Festival, the temperature is not high. Today's sunshine is good, but it's windy outside.

Ning Huan took a brown hexagon hat, a wool dress of the same color inside, a white coat outside, a light gray scarf, a regular gray boots, and no makeup on her face. She was very clean.

When the car stopped, Ning Huan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Shen Shiyuan.

He took off his seat belt and turned to look at her: "nervous?"

Ning Huan pursed her lips and didn't speak.

On the first day of the lunar new year, it is estimated that there are only two of them.Ning Huan didn't know that Shen Shiyuan had brought her here. She was empty handed and didn't bring anything except her own bag.

Shen Shiyuan is also empty handed, nothing.

Even those who sell flowers outside the cemetery on weekdays have closed down.

It's very suburban here. It's windy, but it's sunny.

As soon as they got in, Ning Huan was scared stiff by a gust of wind.

Shen Shiyuan looked at her: "what are you afraid of? Your future father-in-law and mother-in-law are in it."

He said carelessly, but Ning Huan still heard that Shen Shiyuan was in a bad mood.

Subconsciously, she held his hand tightly and followed him step by step.

There are many versions about Shen Shiyuan's parents in city A. Ning Huan heard the most about them when they were crushed by a overturned bus on their way back from the airport and died on the spot.

But Ning Huan didn't know which day it was.

How did she not expect that the accident happened on the first day of the lunar new year.

With the identity of the Shen family, the location of the tombstone should be very good.

But the tombstone of Shen Shiyuan's parents is in the middle of many tombstones. Except for the names of two people and the photos above, there is nothing outstanding.

Shen Shiyuan released his hand, took out a tissue from his arms, wiped Shen Junling's tombstone and said: "my parents like to be lively, so I let them be in the middle."

Ning Huan also took out a tissue and wiped the tombstone beside Shen Junling.

There is a picture on the tombstone. The woman's facial features are seven times similar to Shen Shiyuan. You can see that she is Shen Shiyuan's mother.

Ning Huan didn't know what to say. She could only wipe the dust on the tombstone a little bit.

Usually, the man with a pile of words is silent at this time. He is holding the tombstone with one hand and looking at the man in the photo. He doesn't know what he is thinking. He can't see the bottom in a pair of peach blossom eyes. Ning Huan just glanced at him and felt uncomfortable. She pursed her lips and looked back at the woman in the photo. She couldn't help raising her hand and touching her finger pulp.

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