Thinking of being able to spend the New Year with this girl Jiao Xiaozuo, it seems that he is quite looking forward to it.
...
After midnight, many people started to fall asleep slowly, and Lu Xiangyue and Jiao Xiaozuo kept chatting, chatting until they were lying on the bed, listening to each other's breathing in silence.
And the next morning, seeing that the phone was off and turned off, Lu Xiangyue felt that she would do such a sticky thing too.
After packing up and going downstairs, Lu Xiangyue said New Year's greetings to her parents.
Both Joey and Lu Jingyun were sitting in the living room, and when they saw people coming down, they handed them a red envelope.
Although the kids are getting older, Joey likes the format and it's fun.
And she also received a red envelope from Lu Jingyun every year.
"Dad, Mom, Happy New Year!"
Lu Ruoxing rushed over and kissed the two of them very intimately, then took the red envelope and opened it with a smile. Seeing the money inside, Le's eyes were bent.
Lu Yiyang did the same, but had his red envelope stolen by the little sister.
"Am I going to prepare an extra red envelope next year?"
Joey smiled with a deep meaning and looked at Lu Xiangyue.
Lu Xiangyue smiled softly, but said nothing.
But not speaking, also represents the default.
Maybe new members will be added next year, and their family will be more lively in the future.
...
On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Lu Xiangyue, under the advice of her mother in every possible way, took a large and small package of gifts and took the plane to the city where Jiao Xiaozuo's home is located.
As for Jiao Xiaozuo, he got up early in the morning and was so excited that he could not wait to rush to the airport to pick up Lu Xiangyue.
Father Jiao was sour in his heart, but his wife kept reminding him that he didn't say anything sour.
Jiao Xiaozuo couldn't sit still after waiting for a while, so he decided to drive to the airport first. Even if he waited at the airport, it would be more comfortable than staying at home.
Father Jiao also wanted to follow, but was stopped by Shu Bing.
He could only helplessly watch Xiao Zuo's husband forgetting his father's state, and left in a hurry.
There are not many people at the airport who are still on their annual leave. Jiao Xiaozuo knows that Lu Xiangyue will arrive after nine o'clock, but it is only a little after eight o'clock, and she is already a little anxious at the exit.
But I can't make a phone call.
Jiao Xiaozuo just kept staring at the watch, counting every second.
Just as Lu Xiangyue came out with her luggage, Dengdengdeng sounded like fast footsteps approaching, and suddenly a figure rushed into her arms.
He was hugged hard by Jiao Xiaozuo, and the force of the charge made him a little unsteady.
Standing dangerously steady, he felt the little girl in his arms hugged tightly, and then his lips were delivered with soft lips, and with these eager kisses, he couldn't help but accept it with a smile.
"Lu Xiangyue, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much—"
Jiao Xiaozuo made no secret of his longing. After the kiss, he kept his eyes on Lu Xiangyue's body, as if he couldn't get enough of it.
The passengers or people who came out around saw this scene, and couldn't help but smile knowingly, and it was always a good mood to watch with a lover.
Lu Xiangyue touched Jiao Xiaozuo's hair, "I miss you too."
"You sure don't miss you as much as I do."
"Oh? So sure?"
"Yes, I miss you every day, as long as I breathe, I miss you."
"..." The love words that haven't appeared for a long time ran out again.
However, Lu Xiangyue just felt comfortable listening to it.
He smiled, pushed his luggage, and walked forward with Jiao Xiaozuo in his arms.
"Well, I'm not as good as you."
"Certainly, then you can do your best in the future! Think about me more, and you'll get used to it."
Jiao Xiaozuo's encouragement, Lu Xiangyue only lowered her head and kissed her forehead as a response.
The two were driving to Jiao's house, not to mention, Lu Xiangyue felt nervous at this time.
But it didn't show on the face, but the empty fingers were slightly gripped.
Jiao Xiaozuo didn't notice Lu Xiangyue's nervousness, he took Lu Xiangyue's hand and entered the room, "Mom, dad, Lu Xiangyue is here."
As soon as he walked in, Shu Bing was sitting and eating fruit, while Jiao Anzheng was sitting next to his wife.
In the expected scene, Lu Xiangyue looked at Jiao's mother, who was very similar to Xiao Zuo, and the "handsome" father called Dad.
"Uncle, aunt, happy new year. I'm Lu Xiangyue."
Shu Bing glanced at it with a scrutinizing gaze, and soon, a satisfied smile appeared. He got up to welcome the guests, "Hello, Xiao Lu. Sit down, you're welcome."
And Jiao Anzheng twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, trying to be serious, but his face seemed to have a bad feeling that he couldn't be serious.
Nodding, Jiao Anzheng said, "Well, sit down."
"Thank you uncle and aunt. This is a little gift I brought to uncle and aunt. I hope you like it."
Jiao Xiaozuo pulled Lu Xiangyue and sat down, and opened his mouth to tear down his father's bottom.
"Dad, what's the matter with you? Your face is so strange? Is there a cold wind? It feels so stiff. Mom, my dad looks like this, is it alright?"
"Pfft—" Shu Bing gave her husband no face at all, and smiled.
Jiao Anzheng's eyes twitched, and his tone was stiff, "I'm fine."
"Oh," Jiao Xiaozuo had no idea how funny what he said.
But it doesn't matter, she has been wrapping Lu Xiangyue's arm, holding his hand, getting close, and she doesn't want to separate.
And Jiao An was looking at this unpromising daughter, feeling depressed in her heart.
"Cough—Little Zuo, go to the kitchen and boil some hot water to make tea."
Jiao An was instructing Xiao Zuo to go to work, just because he didn't want to see them so sticky. But this girl actually didn't want to leave Lu Xiangyue at all.
"Dad, I can't make tea. Didn't you make it before?"
The corners of Jiao's mouth twitched again, Lu Xiangyue wanted to laugh like Shu Bing, but if he laughed like that, he would definitely be kicked out.
Lu Xiangyue could only hold back a smile, pretending to be serious but smiling slightly politely.
Shu Bing, regardless of the "confrontation" between the father and daughter, chatted with Lu Xiangyue.
"Little Lu, are you a junior now? What major? Who are you in your family?"
Although she knew all this, Shu Bing felt that as a mother-in-law, she had to ask the client about this kind of thing in person. I remembered that my mother asked Jiao Anzheng that way.
These are the correct steps, and Shu Bing will continue to chat according to these steps.
Lu Xiangyue felt that her mother-in-law was not as scary as she imagined, at least not yet. He answered Shu Bing's questions one by one.
And Jiao Anzheng snorted coldly, watching his wife smile happily at the boy named Lu, and seeing his daughter's eyes never leave the boy.
Don't you have a softer skin? What's there to like?