When Nam Yueh was about to enter the bedroom, he suddenly remembered something and went to the next bedroom first.

This bedroom is black and white as a whole, with no other conspicuous furnishings, so it looks not far from the bedside. It also specially uses a pine potted plant on a shelf, which is very eye-catching.

He probably often prunes. This pine tree is potted, just like when she gave it to him.

But just to stay here for one night, he had to bring it specially, and really remembered her words all the time.

With a smile, Nanyue picked up the potted plants, walked out of the bedroom and said to the man busy in the kitchen.

"Mr. Sheng, borrow your pine tree."

Sheng Jingheng looked at it from a distance, then nodded and said, "OK."

He didn't ask her what she wanted to use it for, because he vaguely knew that her spiritual power was closely related to these unusual plants.

He will always take the pine potted plant with him. On the one hand, she told him.

On the other hand, even if the pine tree followed him for a long time, there was still a trace of her breath.

It can be a lot of peace of mind to sleep with it at night, and it has become a habit and can't give up easily.

Watching Nan Yue carrying a pine tree into her bedroom, he went to the bathroom and began to drain water for a bath.

Sheng Jingheng took back his eyes, lowered his eyes, slightly restrained his mind and didn't listen more.

He was still making a midnight snack outside, and the red wine was awake. South Vietnam would not soak for too long. He came out with long hair in about half an hour.

Just then, Sheng Jingheng's noodles were cooked and brought to the table.

The noodles he cooked were not special, but the noodle soup was fragrant. Most of them brought the clear soup in advance, and then just hung back the soup.

It's just that she can be so particular about cooking a snack. She's really lucky.

But the red wine didn't match the noodles very well. South Vietnam just poured two glasses of white water and took a seat at the table.

Sheng Jingheng looked at her and then remembered and asked, "here, are you satisfied? Is there anything you want to add or don't like? "

"I'm very satisfied," Nan Yue nodded without thinking about it, and then looked around. "There's nothing he doesn't like. As for whether to buy anything more, he has to live more times to know."

"Well," seeing that her eyes were still shining, she almost didn't write the word "satisfaction" on her face. Sheng Jingheng said with a low smile, "come back to city a temporarily in the future and come here to live."

When I come back temporarily, I have a job. Sometimes I basically don't finish until late at night.

No matter where you go, the drive here will not exceed an hour, and it is much more comfortable, convenient and safe than the hotel.

South Vietnam smiled and said, "OK, thank you, brother!"

As she spoke, she also took up the glass of white water at hand and tried to clink a glass with him.

Sheng Jingheng couldn't hide his smile, and then he touched her: "you're welcome, you should."

South Vietnam listened and couldn't help laughing. After drinking, it barely pressed down a little.

"Eat noodles. Don't get cold." Sheng Jingheng said, but he didn't hurry to move his chopsticks, but still looked at her with dark eyes, gentle and focused.

When she nodded and began to eat, she started with her.

While they were eating noodles, the fireworks falling out of the window continued to bloom overnight.

After eating, I saw that Sheng Jingheng just put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher.

Nanyue then walked to a floor to ceiling window with the sober red wine at ease and looked at the excessively beautiful river view and night view.

When his figure shrouded down, she didn't look back, but took a sip of red wine.

Then, after he turned her gently, he naturally stood on tiptoe and looked up to welcome his second kiss of the new year.