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The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was too noisy outside. When he picked it up, he could not help but say in a louder voice, "Happy New Year!"

This was the first time Shen Yeya almost turned deaf with a New Year's blessing.

"There's nothing wrong with my ears."

"I know, I know, there's nothing wrong with you guys except for me."

"What's wrong? If you have any grievances, you can tell me. "

An Xiyan suddenly thought of the popular saying on the internet, it immediately carried a hint of sadness, and looked up at the sky with 45 degrees of angle: "Can you call it grievance if you say it out loud?"

Shen Yeya knew that she was joking, but he still spoke to An Xiyan seriously, "Of course you can, I won't allow you to be strong."

In that instant, An Xiyan felt all the hairs on her body standing up, "Your idol drama is going too far right?"

Shen Yeya replied unhappily, "How would you know?"

"Haha — because I've seen it all! You know what? Your jaw bones are super sexy, and wow, Shen Meng's side face is so beautiful, you guys really can't go easy on each other! "

Shen Yeya immediately cut her short, because he was afraid that if he continued to listen, he would vomit blood. "Where are you?"

"Me? I'm outside. I'm about to set off the fireworks. Where are you?"

"On the bed."

"What's on the bed?"

"To bed."

"Oh, then busy yourself." With that, An Xiyan hung up. This time, she was really sad.

Shen Yeya listened to the busy tone on the phone and laughed helplessly. He could only call his again and only got picked up a moment later.

"I think you're busy."

"Just say the first three words."

An Xiyan seemed to have heard someone's laughter on the phone, "Is it funny?"

"Not funny. I'm still working. "

An Xiyan could not tell if her words were true or not, "Looking at the script?"

"My dad assigned this assignment."

"Oh." An Xiyan's side gradually became lively, "It's too noisy, is there anything else? How about this first! "

"Wait a minute, I miss you."

"Ah?" "I can't hear you …"

"I'm fine."

Shen Yeya felt that he had gone mad, why would he say such words to her? On the other hand, An Xiyan could only understand that he was forced to work by his father even though he wanted to go to bed.

Zhong Zhen and Xia Ying didn't find many people, but their vision was still good enough to sit in a place, waiting for everyone to set off fireworks.

"I like to spend the holidays in China."

"Don't tell me because it's so lively."

"How do you know?" Isn't the liveliness good? I like the noise. "

Most of the time, standing in a crowd was easier to conceal his loneliness.

Xia Ying looked at the time, "It's almost time, are you ready?"

"Prepare what?" Zhong Zhen was completely shocked by Xia Ying.

"Wishing, New Year's wish!"

"Great!" Ready! "

The moment midnight arrived, everyone lit up their fireworks, and instantly, colorful fireworks blossomed in the sky, one after another, with various strange colors and shapes. When Zhong Zhen saw Xia Ying, who was clenching her fist and making a serious wish, a firework quietly bloomed in her heart.

Without hesitation, he pulled Xia Ying closer and lowered his head to kiss her lips. It was extremely coquettish as he played around with it.

"My wish has been fulfilled." Xia Ying looked at the Zhong Zhen that was pressed against her lips, and said those words with a smile.

In an instant, he mustered his courage and dragged Zhong Zhen to the corner of an old street. He pushed Zhong Zhen to the corner of the wall, held his face in both hands, and met his own face with his own, his lips trembling as he kissed Zhong Zhen.

Zhong Zhen was almost overjoyed. He kissed his back without any hesitation.

After a long while, Xia Ying held Zhong Zhen's waist, and gasped for breath non-stop. Zhong Zhen lowered his head, he whispered into Xia Ying's ear: "Let's go back?"

Of course, Xia Ying knew what this meant and she was still hesitating when she approached with her head lowered, "Hmm? "How about it?"

Xia Ying didn't know how she nodded her head in agreement, nor did she know how she allowed Zhong Zhen to hold her hand and return home. She only remembered that she was completely stunned.

At the moment she closed the door, even though the house was covered in darkness and the light from the fireworks occasionally lit up her vision, Xia Ying knew that at this moment in time, her gaze was tightly locked onto her face.

With a flip of his body, he pressed Xia Ying against the door. A dangerous distance, a dangerous man.

"Can I?" Zhong Zhen's eyes still showed that she was doing her best to maintain her clear and calm expression, but her voice still contained unconcealable hope and worry. He pressed his fingers against the wall, letting his knuckles go white.

"Hmm?" Seeing Xia Ying not saying a word, he approached him little by little. Her breath was slightly hot as she spoke in a low voice. Xia Ying's heart couldn't help but tremble as well.

The warm and delicate kiss went all the way down, bit by bit, corroding their reasoning.

Suddenly, Zhong Zhen carried Xia Ying and used a hook to close the door of the bedroom, and placed Xia Ying on the bed.

"I can't wait." He came closer and said, "However, if you say no, then we will stop. Is that alright?" It was still a pleading tone.

Xia Ying, who was outside the house, under the cover of the fireworks, looked down at the person who was pressing down on him with her bone-piercing gentleness and patience.

Xia Ying didn't say anything. She directly reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhong Zhen's neck, and kissed him.

The flames of war were set alight.

Xia Ying had finally verified a famous saying from millennia ago through her own experience. A man couldn't even believe what he said on the bed.

In the end, when she cried and yelled "no", Zhong Zhen didn't stop either.

Xia Ying shrunk to the side of the bed and wrapped herself with a blanket to warn Zhong Zhen: "If you come over again, I'll go to the kitchen to get a knife!"

Zhong Zhen thought about someone's new path and decided to show mercy, "I want to carry you to shower, you misunderstand."

The facts once again proved that they were right.

The person in the bathroom said that she was just helping her bathe, and again — —

When Xia Ying woke up in the morning, he was so tired that she didn't even want to move her neck. The room was air-conditioned and warm, and it was a good place to stay all day.

Zhong Zhen's hand was still pressing down on his waist as he turned around to face him. When he woke up early in the morning, it could be said that he was enjoying watching this face.

On the first day of the new year, Xia Ying laid on her bed for the entire morning, carrying food in her hands as she walked in, "Eat first?"

Xia Ying ignored him and went back to sleep.

Zhong Zhen put down his food, walked over, and pulled at his blanket, "Eat some, it's bad if you're hungry." Seeing that she still didn't make a sound, he went closer and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong? "Does it still hurt?"

Xia Ying immediately pulled out the pillow, and suddenly smashed over like his head. Another one wasn't enough to vent his anger, so he tried again. Zhong Zhen did not retaliate and only weakly begged for mercy.

The more Xia Ying fought, the more she felt hungry, so she kept her hand in embarrassment. She then donned her clothes and went to the bathroom, not looking at Zhong Zhen at all.

Zhong Zhen who was sitting on the side of the bed could not help but chuckle. Xia Ying, who was in the bathroom, stuck her head out when he heard his laughter, "What are you laughing at?"

Zhong Zhen walked closer, reached out his hands to hug her, nestled on her shoulders, and still couldn't help but smile.

"Are you looking to die?"

He shook his head. "I'm just very happy, very happy, so I want to laugh."

Xia Ying no longer bothered with him.

In the following week, An Xiyan was better off dead than alive. With Teacher Chen at home, and the two people on the other side who were tired of each other all day, he was completely unnecessary. He could only count the days on his fingers, hoping that the New Year holiday would end quickly and return to work.

However, compared to being oppressed at home, she preferred to be a light bulb at the opposite side of the door. He sat on the sofa with a pile of snacks in his arms. Watching TV, he was pretty good.

The two men in the kitchen. It had already been over an hour, and there were still no dishes appearing. An Xiyan sneaked to the door and sure enough, she was tired of eating.

"Aiyo, hey ~" With the sudden voice, Xia Ying was so shocked that she immediately threw away the blade in her hand. Fortunately, she reacted quickly.

"What are you guys doing? Two people and a knife? "Xia Xia, I didn't think you would take this route before either."

Xia Ying had always been thin-skinned. Now that she had been scoffed at by An Xiyan, she glared at him even more fiercely.

The like had happened many times before, and Xia Ying and Zhong Zhen were almost immune to it. An Xiyan had always been challenging Zhong Zhen's limits, thus, on the third day of the new year, Zhong Zhen had mercilessly killed him.

Starting from Cheng Guang, he immediately summoned An Xiyan back to work overtime.

After sending An Xiyan away, Zhong Zhen felt completely refreshed.

Xia Ying drove An Xiyan to the station in a humane spirit. Along the way, An Xiyan held onto the potato chips and chewed them with a "kacha kacha" sound, as if she was biting someone's neck.

"Didn't you want to go back to work earlier?" Xia Ying turned the wheel and asked An Xiyan, who had nothing to live for.

"I want to leave home earlier, but I don't want to go back on the third day of university to work overtime! How desolate! "Moreover, Xia Xia, you have a lot of sexual relations."

Xia Ying turned her head and looked at An Xiyan, "You and that Shen Yeya, do you have something to do with it or not — —" Xia Ying's eyes naturally carried a little amber color, and under the winter's morning sun, her entire person was exuding a kind of strange light.

"Do you know? You look like a witch! That's not right! You are a witch. "

"That's right, that's why I feel guilty?"

"Who's feeling guilty? Seeing that you and Zhong Zhen are in such a hurry to send me away, isn't it still — sinister, cunning! "

Xia Ying laughed without saying a word.

"Xia Xia, have you —?"

"Thank God for your IQ. Don't meddle in other people's business. " As he spoke, he blocked An Xiyan's waving hand.

"What's wrong with my IQ? My IQ is very good! On the other hand, you were completely captivated by Zhong Zhen. "

"Why do I feel so sour?"

"What's so sour about it? "What's so sour about it?"

On the way back after sending An Xiyan on the carriage, he felt that Zhong Zhen had really changed a lot. The two of them being together had satisfied all the expectations they had for their love. However, they would also feel a faint sense of fear. A temporary happiness, and then what?

He really didn't like his kind of personality. He was worried about his personal gains and losses.

When can I stop being so fussy and seriously live for the sake of my current life? Xia Ying asked herself this question in her heart. She wanted to try changing it and stop thinking about things that had yet to happen.