Wen Jin couldn't help but laugh, "I dare not move here once they said this."

"A Jin is still a brother?" Gu Kai turned his back on his face.

Wen Jin saw Jing Xiaocha coming up from the stairwell from the corner of his eyes, gave him a 'what you said', and said to the others, "I asked those children to go downstairs to have dinner."

Then he walked towards Jing Xiaocha first.

Mo Xiuchen and others looked at Wen Jin's departure back and agreed that they had misread Wen Jin before.

This guy definitely values ​​sex over friend.

"Why did you get up?"

Wen Jin came to Jing Xiaocha, raised his hand and pinned the strand of hair that fell on her cheeks behind her ears, and asked gently.

Jing Xiaocha glanced at Mo Xiuchen and others not far away, lowered his voice and said to Wen Jin, "Sister Yiyi and the others laughed at me, so I came up."

Wen Jin's eyes moved slightly, looked at her slightly red cheeks, and suddenly smiled in a clear understanding, "Let's go, I'll accompany you downstairs."

Gu Yan did not attend this year's New Year's Eve dinner.

The reason is that he is old and doesn't want to hang out with them, the young people. In fact, he took advantage of the holidays during the Spring Festival to travel.

Without Gu Yan, the elder, a group of young people were really having fun even more crazy.

Fortunately, Mo Xiuchen's restaurant is big enough and the dining table is big enough to accommodate such a large group of people.

On the dining table, but Mo Xiuchen, who was the male owner, took the initiative to serve everyone. When pouring wine for everyone, Wen Jin stopped him from pouring Xiaocha, "Xiaocha doesn't drink cold water, she drinks boiled water."

Mo Xiuchen poured red wine for a few beauties. When he heard Wen Jin's words, he frowned in confusion, "Isn't Xiaocha just allergic to white wine?"

Wen Ran, who was standing aside, reacted quickly. He gently pulled Lamo Xiuchen's sleeve and said with a smile, "Since Xiaocha can't drink cold, then I'll pour Xiaocha a cup of boiled water."

"Ranran, sit down, I'll go."

Wen Jin immediately stopped Wen Ran, finished speaking, and pulled open the chair and left the seat.

When Mo Xiuchen turned his head and met Wen Ran's eyes, he immediately understood something.

Going past Jingxiaocha, I continued to pour wine for An Lin.

Women may be more sensitive than men. When Wen Jin said that, the people who know each other were not only Wen Ran, but also Bai Yiyi, Bai Xiaoxiao and An Lin.

Looking at Jing Xiaocha's eyes, there was a hint of ambiguity.

So Jing Xiaocha, who was extremely thin, blushed again. Until Wen Jin put the boiled water in front of her, she lowered her head and did not lift it up.

Everyone used to know that Wen Jin took good care of Jing Xiaocha. Before Jing Xiaocha went abroad, when they had dinner together, Wen Jin would also pick up dishes for Jing Xiaocha.

But tonight, everyone looked at Wen Jin's careful and considerate attitude towards Jing Xiaocha and meticulously realized that Wen Jin's goodness to Jing Xiaocha in the past is simply a slight witch compared to now.

It turns out that whether it is a passionate, indifferent, or a gentle man, love will be the same when it comes.

Of course, Wen Jin is not the only one who can take care of people on the dining table.

Several other men also took good care of their wives, and the one who deserves the most praise is of course the young Ziyi.

His care and meticulousness of Qingqing were not inferior to any of the big men here, especially when he was picking fish bones for Qingqing, Zi Yi looked so carefully.

"Brother, you eat too."

And Qingqing is not a girl who only knows how to enjoy and doesn't care about people.

No matter what food Ziyi picked up for her, she would not finish it alone, but instead ate some by herself and feed some to Ziyi into his mouth.

Ziyi never disliked her dirty, even if it was stained with Qingqing's saliva, he would eat it without any disgust.

Thinking of their joke just now, An Lin gave Qingqing a piece of peeled fish and asked with a smile, "Qingqing, go home with your parents tonight. You have lived in Brother Ziyi's house for a year, and you should be at home with your parents next year."

Qingqing had fish stuffed in her mouth, looked up at An Lin who was talking, and shook her head without thinking, "No, I want my brother."

"Aunt An, Sister Qingqing lives well in our house. She will not be used to it when you pick her up home." Zi Yi stopped picking up food, and raised her handsome little face with serious expression.

An Lin blinked, "Is that right? If my sister comes home with us, will you be used to Ziyi?"

"I'm not used to it either, so you let Sister Qingqing live in my house. I will take good care of her." Zi Yi admitted generously that he was used to Sister Qingqing being by her side. If she went home, he would really not be used to it.

Wen Ran looked at An Lin in an unknown way, as if saying: How about it? Qingqing, now we are from our family, can you still pick it up?

An Lin curled her lips very depressedly, as if it was a wrong choice to send Qingqing to the Mo family.

"Mom, don't be angry."

Qingqing saw An Lin's expression in her eyes, and said comforting words in her tender voice.

After saying that, he used a spoon to scoop up a piece of fish in the bowl and feed it to An Lin, "Mom, eat fish."

An Lin immediately smiled again, touching Qingqing's head with love, "Be good Qingqing, you can eat it yourself."

**

The group of people who were originally going to have to stay overnight still parted after twelve o'clock.

Because I had drunk wine tonight, Mo Xiuchen asked Qingfeng to send Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha home.

Before he arrived at Wen's house, Wen Jin asked Qingfeng to stop the car. He and Jing Xiaocha came down and took a walk home.

The early morning night is not deserted.

The twinkling neon lights carry the breath of the Spring Festival, and the sound of fireworks comes from time to time. Even the night wind tonight has added warmth that has never been seen on weekdays.

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha walked with one finger at each other, and even if no one spoke, they felt happy and down-to-earth.

"Xiao Cha, are you sleepy?"

Wen Jin turned her eyes and asked gently.

Jing Xiaocha shook his head gently, and a gentle and elegant smile appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

The gentleness in Wen Jin's eyes was gathering, "Since we are not sleepy, let's go to the cemetery later."

"Cemetery?"

Jing Xiaocha was slightly surprised.

"Yeah." Wen Jin nodded. When he went to the cemetery this morning, he did not bring Jing Xiaocha, but went there alone.

"Didn't you go to see your uncles and aunts in the morning?"

Wen Jin turned around and locked Jing Xiaocha with the dim street lights, "I went there alone in the morning, you didn't. Now I want to take you to see my parents."

The reason why he went there alone in the morning was to take her there again now.

"Then why did you do this morning?"

Jing Xiaocha asked incomprehensible. Thinking of the fact that she quietly followed him to the cemetery on New Year's Eve last year, some kind of guess flashed through her mind.

Wen Jin raised his broad palm and gently stroked her, her slightly cool little face, and passed the warmth in her palm to her, "It's the new year now. I want to tell my parents on the first day of the New Year that I will not be alone in the future."
Chapter completed!