Chapter 180

Everyone on the card table focused on Zhang's mother. Huang Yi wanted to speak and let the two elders around him hold it together. In such cases, outsiders' reminders are particularly superfluous.

In a deep low voice, he said, "Uncle Zhang has worked hard for you. Stay with my parents for the new year."

"It doesn't matter. If I crossed the line, I would have regarded grandpa and madam as a family."

"They are the same, thank you."

Mother Zhang's ears almost stood up, dropped the winning card in her hand, got up, rushed through the porch and stopped in front of the tall man.

Joyfully, he stretched out his hand, hugged the dusty Zhang Yichen tightly, and shouted, "ah (my) son is back."

"Well, mom, happy new year." Zhang Yichen didn't seem to like this warm welcome.

Zhang's mother loosened her arms and patted Zhang Yichen with both hands: "get rid of bad luck, good luck! Are you hungry? Allah asked the chef left to do it again for you."

"Not hungry, where's Xi'er?" Ruifeng's eyes looked towards the hall.

Zhang's mother doesn't have a taste in her heart. Her mother's heart is in her body, and her son's heart is thinking of her daughter-in-law.

Pointing to the location of the most secluded house on the third floor, he said jealously, "I'll sleep with my mother, smelly boy. I'll play with my mother first."

Zhang Yichen took out a slender and exquisite gift box from his arms and presented her hands to Zhang's mother. Her thin lips caught up a curve like nothing.

"Mom, I wish you beautiful forever."

Zhang's mother took the gift box, untied the gold ribbon and butterfly strap, opened the box cover, and a pure simulated blue and gold rose came into sight.

TFN's Valentine's Day is limited, with 52 sold worldwide. She mentioned it to Zhang Fu once. It's estimated that the smelly old man has long forgotten that his son is reliable.

Hugging Zhang Yichen's neck, his bright red lips kissed his right cheek and said with satisfaction: "others always say that they should raise their children to prevent old age. Allah is a little lover."

Zhang Yichen righted Zhang's mother and frowned: "Mom, Xi'er will think more when she sees it."

"Ouch." mother Zhang glanced up and down at her son and couldn't help revealing the truth: "if you can really make Xi'er think more, mom can help you fill a few more mouths."

Zhang Yichen had no choice but to close her eyes, draw out the disinfection paper towel placed on the glove cabinet and wipe her cheeks clean.

Bypass mother Zhang and walk to the elevator, leaving only one sentence: "my father told me to bring roses."

The little lover is not warm at once. Zhang's mother gives full play to her mouth and does not lose people's ability. Facing her son's publicized figure, she reminds her: "Xi'er goes to bed early. Don't disturb others. You go back to the house and have a good rest. You can meet in the morning. You can't wait all night?"

"Well, I can't wait."

The announcement of the explosion of possessiveness was strongly displayed, and Zhang's mother tutted with joy.

Back to the card table, he said proudly, "come on, let's continue. After playing, we'll wrap a big red envelope for each of you."

Huang Yi, who had been dozing off, had the power, immediately came back to life full of blood and shouted, "OK!" she must sacrifice her life to accompany her parents and their own parents until dawn.

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Nanmu then asked, "Yichen is back?"

Zhang's mother answered with deep meaning, "yes." she lifted her chin to the third floor, "go to Muma's room."

Before knowing where Zhang Yichen went, nanmu had a little opinion of him. As a younger generation, even if you are tired again, you should at least say hello to your elders when you come back from the festival.

Zhang Yichen seldom knew so much about etiquette. It turned out that the monkey was in a hurry to see his girl.

When nanmu learned the truth, her unhappiness vanished, leaving only a premonition that a good thing was coming.

The two mothers exchanged their eyes, and a new round of war began. This time, they argued for who should take care of their grandchildren more. The face of the two old people has passed, and the longing left in their hearts for many years can't pass.

Zhang Yichen came to the third floor alone, gently pushed open the old man's door, and left a dim light at the head of the bed.

Grandma Zhang has been hospitalized twice in recent months. In order to facilitate her to stay up at night and wait on her nanny at any time, the light has not been turned off again.

Nanxi slept on the side by the lamp. She seemed afraid of squeezing the old man. Her body only occupied a small half of the bed. A beautiful little face looks pure and flawless under the light.

Zhang Yichen approached softly and sat by her bed. Her arms rested on the bed on both sides of her thin shoulders. Leaning down slowly, a kiss fell on her forehead.

A very light kiss is like a very careful feeling, for fear of startling her and waking her up.

The thick eyelashes trembled slightly. Because of the old man, Nanxi slept very lightly and opened her eyes hazily.

Looking at a man with only one breathing distance, a sense of unreal arises spontaneously.

"Zhang Yichen?"

"Yes."

The blazing breath on Nanxi's cheek made her clearly distinguish between reality and dream.

"What are you doing?" the brain just woke up was confused and instinctively asked this sentence.

Unprepared Nanxi, muddleheaded, bumped into Zhang Yichen's whole heart: "I miss you so much, Xier, do you miss me?"

"Don't want to." Nanxi 'hum' and toot her pink lips: "don't want to be a nuisance." all blame him for not appearing in time, which made her suffer all night.

Zhou Jie always talks about how to spend the first day of the new year. It will be copied in the same way most of the year.

She won't be talked about for a year!

"You don't mean what you say. You promised people to set off fireworks together during the new year."

"Goblin, I'll take you later." Ruifeng's eyes were light and heavy. He couldn't help kissing again, but this time it fell on her pink lips.

Nanxi opened her mouth to scream, but gave him an opportunity to invade her whole TANKOU.

The pink fist hit his hard back and bit his lower lip.

Her resistance was insignificant, but aroused his long suppressed desire for conquest. The bitten lower lip was pulled away hard, and the kiss became urgent and irritable. It took the last bit of strength from her, and she could only breathe through the air he occasionally crossed.

"Xiao Xi'er?" the old voice suddenly paused the scene of spring rippling.

Nanxi took the opportunity not to turn her head and pushed the bad bastard on her. Zhang Yichen held up her body reluctantly. The dark tide surged and her eyes almost swallowed her.

Judging from Nanxi's disordered breathing, grandma Zhang mistook her for a nightmare and wanted to wake her up.

Turning around, I saw one more person on the bed. My grandson, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came back and was struggling to sit up.

Look at Nanxi again. Her face is red and she doesn't dare to look at her directly. Grandma Zhang had an epiphany about what had happened. She was too late to repent.

Nanxi would like to peel Zhang Yichen a hundred times when she thinks of the later plot.

Wang BA was calm as usual and said "grandma, I'll take Xi'er to set off fireworks."

"Fireworks are not in a hurry. Use this room. I'll sleep in the next room." grandma Zhang arranged with a smile.

The most angry thing was that Zhang Yichen shamelessly answered, "grandma, you have a rest. We can arrange it freely. If your bed is hard, Xi'er will be uncomfortable."

"Good, good, you go early and return early." grandma Zhang didn't say the last word, but her happy look clearly stated: it's easy to do business when she comes back.

Five in the morning.

Nanxi changed into a black-and-white flower arranging dress for Xiangjia, put on a milk powder colored cashmere coat, and followed Zhang Yichen to leave from the back door of Zhangjia. She really didn't have the face to pass the front yard reception hall, and she was not in the mood to face the mothers of the birth group playing cards.

Sitting in Bugatti silver blue, Nanxi only kept one action and covered her face with both hands. On the first day of the year of the ox, I lost it to grandma's house.

"Xi'er, there are mango puffs you like in the glove box. Pad your stomach and catch the fireworks before dawn. Let's go fishing. The main sashimi chef has been waiting on the yacht."

Nanxi closed her eyes, covered her ears and shouted, "don't listen, Wang Ba chants scriptures. I hate Zhang Yichen most."

The super run running on the unmanned National Highway suddenly braked and stopped at the side of the road. His little hand was clamped and pulled down by him.

Zhang Yichen used his skillful strength to control Nanxi's arms without hurting her.

Nanxi thought he was angry, but she heard a chuckle coming from her ear: "Oh, Xier, do you want the first edition of the newspaper and hot search last new year? I've figured out the title," on the first day of the year of the ox, the famous actress and her boss had a fierce car on the street. "

Nanxi opened her eyes in horror, stared at the bastard close to her fiercely, and scolded fiercely: "are you human? You are shameless and will only bully me!" no one killed their future for a little selfish desire, including himself.

Zhang Yichen was like a child playing a prank. Her thin lips made a bad smile and Rua pulled her fluffy hair.

Put the tight man in his arms, put his jaw against her head and whispered, "good boy, tease you. I promised you that I wouldn't take the last step until you agreed."

Nanxi felt helpless and misjudged when she was young. In the past, Zhang Yichen kept his promise very much. Recently, he began to play the edge ball. Instead of the last step, he brazenly took the previous step.

She had to say that she would reset the rules and not give Wang ba a loophole.

"You control, grandma is here. I'm angry and want to add a rule. All steps can't be carried out until I agree!"

"Ha, Xi'er, what are you thinking?" he patted her angry and undulating back, his cheek leaned against her neck, and asked modestly: "Xi'er, what are all the steps? Tell me in detail, or I'm afraid I'll accidentally touch the red line."

The flush spread from Nanxi's cheek to her neck. She pushed Zhang Yichen's chest with her hands: "don't pack garlic. You're so old, don't you understand."

"Oh, my old hand is Xi'er. How can I change it?"

"Hate!" his hand just touched his dark sea blue shirt, surprised by the heat from his muscles, whispered and slipped out of his mouth: "it's so hot."

"That's not the hottest."

Zhang Yichen's smile gradually turned evil and took her little hand down.

Nanxi saw a small face, which changed from flushing to deep crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Flustered, Nanxi pulled back his hand. He was close to the door and looked at Zhang Yichen warily. The whole person was stunned.

"As Xi'er perceived, I am a normal man and have normal needs for the people I love, but I will try to restrain myself for you."

Nanxi barely hooked her mouth and said three words: "thank you. You're a good man."

In addition to the recognized good man card, she didn't know what to say, and her mind was blocked by the contents of the eighteen prohibitions.

"Here we are." Zhang Yichen parked the car.

Nanxi untied her seat belt at the first time in case he came to do it for her. Wrap your scarf, open the door and get off. Jiao Didi's little green tea can become a capable elder sister in seconds. Do everything yourself.

As soon as I got off the bus, I was shocked by the scene in front of me.

"My Southwest Village?" it seems like an empty space in front of me.

Before the festival, she and Gu Xi had a field visit, and the demolition work went very smoothly. The villagers around are particularly good at cooperating. Even the nail households five years ago were forced to sign actively and take money to move.

"Well, the demolition is over on the new year's Eve." Zhang Yichen goes to hold Nanxi's hand, and Nanxi subconsciously avoids.

The second time I failed to hide, let my big hand hold it firmly.

He took her to a row of workers with safety helmets. The workers enthusiastically called out, "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Hard work, you stay up late and work overtime at night."

"It's not hard to get six times your salary. Mr. Zhang, you'll have the first fireworks."

Zhang Yichen took over the workers, handed over the lighted wooden stick and looked at Nanxi, who was eager to try: "do Xier want to try?"

"Good." from childhood to childhood, nanmu never allowed her to play such things against the image of a lady.

The only time I played with a gun, I let my elders catch it. Grandpa Zhang scolded Zhang Yichen and nanmu scolded her.

Hold the stick firmly with both hands and stretch it out at the long fire line of the fireworks.

"Mr. Nan, be careful. Remember to run back for at least 50 meters when it is lit. The special fireworks for such performances have a large range." the foreman is worried that they can't bear the responsibility if they encounter products of poor quality and blow up two noble people.

Nanxi's courage reminds her of the scene that Nanxi's mother frightened her. In order to avoid playing with such things when she was a child, Nanxi's mother especially likes to show her the report of firecracker bombing.

The white little hand trembled endlessly and was suddenly embraced in a warm embrace. Zhang Yichen held her hand and steadily ordered the introduction.

Holding her slowly back to the best observation area, he said with relief: "don't be afraid, the selected fireworks and state banquet belong to a batch, and the quality is qualified."

"Yes." Nan Xi answered and stared happily at the small flame lit by her hand.

The flames burst from the long pilot into the fireworks tube, and with a "bang", several beams of light rushed into the air, blooming colorful flower umbrellas.

The foreman led his men to light three rows of fireworks for fun.

Gorgeous flowers vie to open in the sky and illuminate the dawn in advance.

"Do you like it?" Zhang Yichen helped Nanxi put on a big brimmed dress hat to block the falling dust.

Nanxi's delicate apricot eyes bent into a half moon shape and nodded like mashing garlic: "yes, how can you apply for permission to set off so many fireworks?"

"I like it. When it's ready, you can watch it at any time."

Zhang Yichen didn't answer the question, but Nanxi understood it.

Looking up at the Ruifeng eyes, "are you testing the emissions of fireworks from DS willing to close the garden?"

The index finger scraped off her small nose. Zhang Yichen said in a deep voice, "I've measured it. This fireworks is specially burned for you. Look at the sky."

As he pointed out, Nanxi looked higher, and the flower umbrellas like peacocks were in full bloom. She thought it was over. When the second effect appeared 2 seconds later.

Blow up the bright little bones and put together a heart, with a big word of Xi shining in the heart.

"It's so beautiful." Nan Xi sighed, then folded his hands and closed his eyes: "bless me to be rich this year."

The simple prayer amused Zhang Yichen. Nanxi didn't open her eyes, patted his arm and said seriously, "smile wool, make a wish quickly. It's very clever."

"OK! I hope Xi'er and I can be real husband and wife again."

Nanxi:!!!