Chapter 892： new year, new year's day

Back at the Hyatt Regency Hotel.

After the two of them washed up, they wore the same black bathrobes, the air conditioner was turned on in the house, and the pointer hung on the wall pointed to twelve o'clock.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

...

The sound of fireworks sounded outside the window, and colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky, extremely gorgeous, illuminating the bustling city.

An old year passes, a new year begins.

Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu stood by the window, staring at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

His long and narrow Danfeng eyes were full of tenderness, "Children, happy new year."

Yan Zhixu looked at him, "President Fu, happy new year."

The eyes looked at each other without saying a word, and the scenes of the past appeared in the minds of the two.

The atmosphere is warm and peaceful, and the atmosphere in the house is slowly dyed with ambiguity.

He approached, stretched out his hand to wrap around her slender waist and pressed her against the cold floor-to-ceiling glass.

"new Year's gift."

When the words fell, he lowered his head and caught the seductive spring color.

Breaths intertwined, rendering.

Her back was against the cold glass, and her nerves became extra sensitive. In front of her was a passionate person, and behind her was a cold glass.

"Amo..."

Yan Zhixu's consciousness became muddled, his body was like a duckweed floating in the lake, and he could only try to cling to him.

His legs became weak, his body was hot, and when he felt like he was about to fall, his body lightened, and he was picked up by him and walked towards the big bed.

He suppressed the wild hope in his eyes, got up and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower to calm down.

Suddenly, a delicate body was attached to the back.

"Amo, I'll help you."

The woman exhaled Ruolan in her ear, like the seductive fairy in the deep mountains and forests.

boom--

Reason collapsed into ashes at this moment.

On weekdays, the gentle and elegant man had dark eyes, blue veins on his forehead, and he cursed in a low voice.

"Fuck, you asked for it yourself."

The perfect mask was torn, and the devil in his heart broke free from the cage.

——

One o'clock.

"Crash..."

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, and the man stood under the shower and took a cold shower, his eyes glowing scarlet.

Yan Zhixu, who was lying on the bed, had already fallen into a drowsy sleep, with a tired face, so tired that he didn't want to move his fingers again.

——

the next day.

Yan Zhixu woke up from his sleep.

"Well……"

With sleepy eyes, she felt a pain in her hands, recalling what happened last night, her eyes flickered, and she coughed twice unnaturally.

"wipe."

She whispered something, got up and got out of bed, opened the closet to choose clothes to change.

After washing up, Fu Shimo bought breakfast and came back. He was wearing a black trench coat, and he took care of him meticulously, so he couldn't see the shadow of last night's crazy dementia.

The man's spirit is full of energy, and he is in high spirits. I don't know if it is because of the delicious taste of the world.

"Eat, it's hard work."

"you shut up."

Yan Zhixu reprimanded in anger, sat on the chair, picked up chopsticks, and picked up the pieces of fried dough sticks in the box.

"Okay."

After being yelled at, Fu Shimo was not angry.

There was a hint of doting in the bottom of his eyes under the lens, and it disappeared in a flash.

With one hand on the table, skeletal fingers tapped lightly on the table.

After she had eaten breakfast, he cleared the table.

On January 1, New Year's Day, the two didn't go out on a date, but reclined on the hotel sofa, and he was flipping through a medical book in his hand.

Yan Zhixu was lying in his arms, also holding a book in his hand, which was his anatomy book.

When she encountered something she didn't understand, she asked softly, and Fu Shimo would lower her head and answer her questions earnestly and attentively.