Chapter 339

Yi yuanze's strong chest made Meng Yunhan's face redder, and even his whole body became hot. Although her body is inconvenient. But the desire in my heart. But she can't hide it, so when Yi yuanze is suffering, she's no better.

I dare not look at myself when I see her red face. Yi yuanze smiled with satisfaction and kissed her earlobe gently. Neck. Let the pleasant voice in her mouth begin to ring in the room.

"Yi yuanze. Don't torture me, OK?" Meng Yunhan looked at him pitifully with a hint of pleading. Her body is already sensitive. Now it's a special period. She really can't stand the feeling of being eaten.

"I'll let you know how I feel in my heart. I've been through it for so long..." he said. Yi yuanze increased his strength, whether it was kissing. Or touch, all become strong.

Meng Yunhan twisted his body slightly. Almost every inch of the whole body was uncomfortable. That feeling. It's really more painful than death.

After a violent provocation, Yi yuanze stopped satisfied. Meng Yunhan's clothes have been half faded by him at the moment. The feeling of being hidden is really very tempting.

Yi yuanze took her palm, kissed her mouth and said softly, "tonight, let your little hand help me..."

"Don't..." Meng Yunhan fiercely took back her hand. She was uncomfortable when she thought of what happened last night. She didn't want Yi yuanze to continue to spoil her hand, so she didn't hesitate to say no at the moment.

"Do you think you want to help me in a new way, I won't refuse, but I will be more excited..." Yi yuanze looked at her with a bad smile, then stretched out his fingers and gently rubbed her lips, as if to hint at her.

Meng Yun snorted coldly, put her hand around his neck and said, "you... Didn't you say my skills are bad? After that, you can solve this kind of thing by yourself. I can't help you..."

"But I also said that you should practice more before you can graduate..."

Meng Yunhan felt that she had dug a pit again. She looked away and said, "I'm tired. I want to go to bed. You see, it's very late. We'd better go to bed early."

"Didn't you say you didn't want to sleep?"

"I... I want to sleep now... Can't I?" Meng Yunhan said this to him very righteously. Then he stretched out his hand and pushed him hard to get rid of this embarrassing situation.

Yi yuanze tied her restless hand high on her head, frowned tightly and said, "it seems that you don't intend to use your hand tonight, do you?"

After hearing this, Meng Yunhan's eyes widened. He was really frightened. He kept shaking his head and compromised: "I'm wrong, I'm really wrong, I don't dare anymore. Just forgive me."

"OK, it depends on your performance." Yi yuanze released her hand, turned and lay on the bed, looking ready to enjoy the beauty.

That night, Meng Yunhan was tortured by him again. Although he was not hurt physically, he hated Yi yuanze every time he looked back.

Early in the morning of the new year's Eve, the old man got up and began to work in the kitchen. Every year, the old man had to prepare the new year's Eve dinner by himself in order to make the happy scene of the family more lively. Not every time, anyone who can cook will go into the kitchen to help. The old man doesn't stop it, but is very welcome.

At eight o'clock in the morning, it seems that everyone gets up. They are all busy with their own affairs. Yi Yuanxiang and Gong Yan are helping the old man cook in the kitchen. Meng Yunhan wanted to help, but he stopped him. Gong Jitong is behind, making herbs by herself. In the yard, Yi yuanze and Yi Zhengxuan are chatting there, Meng Yunhan couldn't walk into the kitchen, so he had to play with chocolate with Gong Yu.

After returning to the old house every time, Yi yuanze, who is high above, naturally becomes an ordinary person. Even the way he cleans the yard is really like that.

Meng Yunhan stood at the door looking at him and couldn't help but want to laugh. At the moment, Yi yuanze's appearance is different from that of him who is very serious in dealing with things in the company. However, Meng Yunhan felt that no matter which he is, he has a different attraction.

The red lanterns at the door seemed to exist yesterday, but Meng Yunhan didn't read them carefully. The window flowers had already been pasted on the windows. She really didn't pay attention to this yesterday. Now the family seems to be really full of the atmosphere of the new year.

Meng Yunhan looked at the window flowers on the window and seemed to be a little distracted. Before the new year, her family would also paste window flowers. Every familiar object would remind her of her father in her heart.

"Grandpa cut it himself, isn't it good?" Gong Yu said with a smile, holding a bag of dog food in his hand.

Meng Yunhan looked at her sideways and said with a smile, "yes, it's very good. Unexpectedly, Dad would cut the window flowers himself..."

When saying this, Meng Yunhan felt familiar. It seemed that she had said the same thing before the new year. Memories began to invade her mind and occupied her heart in an instant.

One spring festival, Meng Zhiwen bought red paper and sat on the sofa to cut window flowers. He was very serious every time. He looked like a folk artist.

Meng Yunhan sat beside him. He was surprised to see what was in front of him, looked at his father's serious appearance, smiled and said, "Dad, I didn't expect that you would cut the window flowers yourself..."

When Meng Yunhan was a child for the Chinese new year, what she cared about was never the flower paper pasted on the window, but all kinds of candy. When she grew up, her attention didn't fall on it. Therefore, when she saw her father cutting the window flowers, she really felt strange.

Meng Zhiwen paused a little, looked at her and said with a smile, "only when you cut window flowers and write couplets can you feel the new year. You are still young. Only when you are my age, do you know that the reason for the new year is because you want to be stable in a lively and festive atmosphere."

Recalling the events at that time, Meng Yunhan said to himself, "because I want to be stable in the lively and festive atmosphere, I want to celebrate the new year..."

"Aunt, what are you talking about? Let's go and feed the chocolate dog food. You see, it's hungry." Gong Yu gently pulled her arm, looked down at the chocolate at her feet and said this happily.

Meng Yunhan felt that he had been dragged back from his memory. He frowned slightly and sighed gently, but he was not angry. He was just helpless. Then he followed Gong Yu to feed chocolate dog food.

Memories are originally beautiful things, but many times, those beautiful things will be like a tie, which makes Meng Yunhan fall into sadness and it is difficult to get out of it.

"Xiaoyu, when you celebrated the Spring Festival before, was it as lively as now?" when she said the word lively, Meng Yunhan felt that the word was not suitable for herself at the moment, because she couldn't adapt to the excitement all the time.

Gong Yu nodded her head firmly, reached out and touched chocolate's head, looked at her and said: "Yes, from small to large, almost every new year's day, the family is like this. Everyone is doing what they should do. However, the last person to come back is the big uncle. He seems to be very busy. He doesn't rush back until dinner."

"My father doesn't seem to be very busy. He's really busy all the time. He works 360 days a year for 365 days. His care for work is about to catch up with his care for my son. People who don't know think work is his son..." Yi Zhengxuan didn't know when he came over. Looking at them, he said such complaints firmly.

Meng Yunhan looked at him with a smile and didn't speak, but Gong Yu seemed to disagree with what he said. He glanced at him and said, "do you say that about your father? If your uncle hears it, I'm afraid he'll scold you again."

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to it anyway..." Yi Zhengxuan said this very casually. In his memory, he was scolded by his father from childhood. He has been used to it for a long time. Moreover, now he has the ability to resist pressure.

"Zhengxuan, let's go. It's time for us to get the wine..." Yi yuanze stood at the door and said this loudly to him. At 30 every year, the task of Yi yuanze and Yi Zhengxuan is to go to the warehouse behind the house to get the wine. It's the same year after year and has never changed.

Yi Zhengxuan simply replied and then walked over. Meng Yunhan was surprised to look at the palace language around him. His eyes were full of doubts. Meng Yunhan really didn't understand these things in their family in a short time.

Gong Yu seemed to see the doubt in her heart, got up, took her hand and said, "aunt, otherwise we'll go and have a look. You haven't seen grandpa's wine warehouse yet. It's very interesting..."

Saying Gong Yu, he took her and quickly followed Yi yuanze and said, "Uncle yuanze, wait a minute, my aunt and I are going..."

After hearing this, Yi yuanze fiercely stood up, turned and looked at them, frowned tightly, walked quickly to Meng Yunhan, held her shoulder and said, "it's very cold today, so don't go. What if you catch a cold? You need to pay special attention now, you know? Go back..."

"But I'm curious..."

Meng Yunhan's simple sentence made Yi yuanze unable to find a reason to refute. He stared at Gong Yu around him, sighed helplessly and said, "well, there's no way to take you. Let's go..."

Yi Zhengxuan looked at Gong Yu around him and said bitterly, "Xiaoyu, I think we'd better hurry. Otherwise, we'll be full of dog food for a while. How can we eat at noon..."

"I also think, go quickly." Gong Yu agreed very much, and then followed him and walked forward quickly. The scene was very warm.

Their two actions at the moment, Yi yuanze couldn't help but want to laugh. Looking at Meng Yunhan around him, he put her hand in his pocket, held it tightly and said, "come on, you curious ghost, there's really no way to take you..."

Meng Yunhan nodded with a smile and followed him slowly. He asked curiously, "I haven't heard of you before. There is still a place to hide wine in your house? Will there be a lot of wine there? Are they all precious wine?"

"You ask me so many questions at once, which should I answer you first?" Yi yuanze frowned slightly and said this with some complaints, but a moment later, he smiled again and explained to her patiently.

"If you feel that there are precious wines, you may be disappointed, because there is no precious wine in it. Those are all made by the old man himself..."

After hearing this, Meng Yunhan's eyes widened. He looked incredulous and questioned, "Dad made his own wine? Isn't he a traditional Chinese medicine? How can he make his own wine? Isn't it very troublesome? Does he like drinking very much?"

"Have you seen him? When did the old man drink at home? He just likes making wine and doesn't drink it at ordinary times, so he takes it out for us to drink every festival. Moreover, when he often visits relatives and friends and gives gifts, others give tens of thousands of wine. He's good. He goes with his own wine. I feel embarrassed."

Speaking of this, Yi yuanze was full of complaints. He felt that the Yi family in Rongcheng was a respectable family, but the old man didn't consider his identity at all. For this matter, Yi yuanze had argued with the old man several times before, but he didn't get any satisfactory results, so now he is used to it and doesn't care.

Meng Yunhan couldn't help laughing. She really didn't know that the old man had such a side. Before, everyone drank when they went back to the old house for dinner. Meng Yunhan was still wondering where the wine came from, but now it seems that there is still a story in it.

"Then why haven't I heard of it for so long? Dad is making wine by himself? When did he make it? I'm quite curious..."

Yi yuanze reached out and knocked on her forehead and said, "don't be curious. Dad has stopped making wine for a long time. The wine piled in his warehouse is enough for him to drink all his life. I heard that there are treasures from 20 years ago. Today is your first new year in the old house. The old man specially told him to take out the good things he has treasured for 20 years..."

"Just because of me?" Meng Yun felt flattered. She was even nervous and even uneasy.

Yi yuanze hugged her, hugged her tightly and said, "of course, my woman is very important. The old man likes you so much and welcomes you with the wine he has collected for 20 years. He is also happy, but you don't have good luck and can't drink..."

"Why?"

"You little confused, because you're not feeling well, how can you drink?" Yi yuanze sighed slightly. Although he was helpless, the smile on his face also appeared uncontrollably.

Meng Yunhan smiled awkwardly. She really forgot about it. However, when she remembered that the old man cared about herself so much, she felt that she was ashamed of it, and now she still kept the abortion from the old man, which made her more uncomfortable.