When song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen return to the villa, assistant Shang just comes down from the upstairs. When they see Jiang Beichen and song Xiaoya coming back, they immediately stop, "president, you're back."

Jiang Beichen nodded and said nothing.

Song Xiaoya looked at Shang's assistant. There was no one behind him, so she asked him suspiciously, "where did you get Xiao Jie?"

This morning, the servant said that assistant Shang went out to play with Xiao Jie early in the morning.

"He's been at the amusement park all day, and now he's asleep." The assistant replied with a blank face.

Song Xiaoya nodded, "it's getting late. You should go back to spend the new year with your family." Song Xiaoya looked at the time, it was already 11:30 in the middle of the night.

"Yes, thank you for your concern." The assistant nodded and was ready to leave the villa. But after two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at Jiang Beichen and song Xiaoya, "I wish the president and Miss Song a happy new year."

After that, he left in a hurry.

Seeing that assistant Shang, who has always been very rigid, would say hello to others and leave in such a hurry, song Xiaoya couldn't help laughing, "he must have rushed back to spend the Spring Festival with his girlfriend."

"Maybe." Jiang Beichen light should a sentence.

The villa became quiet again, and the servants all went back to get together with their families during the holiday. Only song Xiaoya and Jiang Beichen were left in the villa. In addition, Xiao Jie was asleep.

She suddenly some curiously asked Jiang Beichen, "Jiang Beichen, your previous New Year's Eve, is it all like this?"

"Yes." Jiang Beichen is still an expressionless response.

"Where are all your family members? Why don't you go back to spend the new year with them?" Song Xiaoya bit, or began to ask his family.

Jiang Beichen has said before that his mother has already passed away, so he should have his father, brothers and sisters and so on, and he must have many uncles and so on in the big family like Jiang family.

Hearing song Xiaoya mention his family again, Jiang Beichen's expression on his face is cold, then he is silent, a little more impatient, "Song Xiaoya, you have more questions today!"

Jiang Beichen began to dislike her for having too many problems. Song Xiaoya was a little frustrated. When she had too many problems, she didn't say a lot. She just wanted to know.

If you don't ask, she won't ask, OK!

She shrugged helplessly, and suddenly remembered the dumplings full of several big boxes she had brought back from home. "I'll go and cook the dumplings. You wait for a moment, and you can eat them right away."

After making dumplings for such a long time, I haven't eaten any. Today is new year's Eve. I'm sure I have to eat dumplings. It's just like the feeling of Chinese New Year.

"Good." Jiang Beichen glanced at the box she was carrying.

Song Xiaoya takes dumplings and quickly goes into the kitchen of the villa. When she is about to find a guy to show off, she finds that Jiang Beichen also follows her into the kitchen.

"Jiang Beichen, just wait outside. You can eat dumplings in ten minutes at most." Song Xiaoya thought that he was greedy and wanted to eat dumplings quickly.

"You make your dumplings, what's the trouble!" Jiang Beichen frowned, but he didn't mean to go out.

In fact, he was afraid that the woman would add some new injuries to himself. As long as she went into the kitchen, there would be no accident, so her own mother did not dare to let her into the kitchen.

Jiang Beichen knows this very well.

"Well, stay away from me. Don't hurt you." Song Xiaoya finds out the cooking pot and starts to prepare the dumplings.

After the water boiled, song Xiaoya put a little salt into the pot, and then put the dumplings in. After boiling, she waited for about two minutes.

Seeing that the dumplings were almost cooked, song Xiaoya picked up a bowl and picked up a dumpling and said, "Jiang Beichen, how about you taste first."

She stares at him with a smile and picks up the dumplings to his mouth.

In fact, it's the first time that she cooked dumplings. I don't know if they are well done. I want to test them with him.

Jiang Beichen glanced at the dumplings, frowned, and then looked at her.

Seeing that Jiang Beichen doesn't plan to give her face, song Xiaoya skims her lips and takes back her chopsticks. This time, she plans to taste them by herself.

She opened her mouth and bit the dumplings carefully But the next moment, she threw the chopsticks away

"Wow - scald the baby to death!" She quickly vomited out the dumplings in her mouth for the first time, and then vomited her tongue to blow.

Just out of the pot dumplings, really hot mouth, how she forgot this!

Seeing that she was scalded to her mouth, Jiang Beichen despised, "what a stupid woman!"

Being scalded to the mouth has already made her song Xiaoya very unhappy, but also by Jiang Beichen said stupid, song Xiaoya some dissatisfied stare at him.

"Come here, I'll blow for you." Jiang Beichen said in a low voice to her with a smile.As soon as the words are finished, he walks towards song Xiaoya, and then holds her small face in his hand.

Hearing that he wanted to help her blow, song Xiaoya immediately thought of the last time. That time, he also said that he wanted to help her blow, and finally, he almost gave her a kiss.

So she subconsciously wanted to get out of the way.

"Don't move." Her avoidance made Jiang Beichen a little unhappy.

After that, Jiang Beichen quickly lowered his head and gently blew on her lips.

Song Xiaoya looked at him with wide eyes in surprise, and then blinked. This time, Jiang Beichen actually helped her to brag, not to be a hooligan!

"Does it still hurt?" Seeing her exaggerated expression, Jiang Beichen smiles and asks her in a low voice.

"No It doesn't hurt. " Song Xiaoya shakes her head quickly.

Just now, she thought that Jiang Beichen would take advantage of her just like last time.

The dumplings still boiling in the pot began to churn. Song Xiaoya remembered that the dumplings were still boiling, so she quickly looked for something to get the dumplings out of the pot.

A few minutes later, Jiang Beichen sat on the sofa in his bedroom with a gloomy expression on his face.

The Spring Festival Gala, a visual feast on New Year's Eve, is being broadcast on TV. The atmosphere on the screen is very lively and full of the atmosphere of celebrating the Spring Festival.

Next to the tea table, there are fragrant dumplings and a small bowl filled with unknown liquid. The whole bedroom is filled with a strong smell of vinegar.

Song Xiaoya knelt down beside the tea table, holding her hands on the table and dragging her chin, staring at him expectantly, "this is the vinegar I made myself. It's very delicious to dip in dumplings. Come and have a taste.

Jiang Beichen heard her words, and then looked at the unknown liquid in the small bowl, with disgust in his eyes. He obviously didn't want to try this kind of thing.