Feng Yize said "Oh".

I looked at the midnight snack on the coffee table again before walking towards the door.

Seeing him leaving the living room, Yan Zhidong put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone and sent Qinghuan a screen-style red envelope.

Finally edit a message and send it out.

[Qinghuan, tell my aunt, do you have any New Year wishes? I will help you achieve it.]

——

City g.

After Chu Junming replied to the comment, he returned the phone to Bai Qingling.

"What did you go back?"

Bai Qingling covered his mouth with one hand and yawned, and took the phone with the other.

She looked at Chu Junming who had replied to the comments and was still thinking that was pulled back by his voice.

Chu Junming looked at her sleepy eyebrows and curled her lips and smiled, "So sleepy?"

"Yeah, sleepy."

Bai Qingling flattered her mouth. She always cherished her life. If she could not stay up late, she would not stay up late.

There are very few people like now when they are not sleeping in the early morning. As they said that, they yawned again.

Chu Junming pulled her up from the sofa and said, "If you are sleepy, go upstairs to sleep."

Bai Qingling looked down at his big hand holding his hand. The warmth in the palm of her hand drove away her a little sleepiness, and the corners of her lips unconsciously raised.

This feeling seems pretty good.

"What are you laughing at?"

Chu Junming turned around and saw Bai Qingling's smile.

She raised her eyebrows and pulled out the hand he held, "This is my family. You are like the master of this."

Chu Junming looked down at her pulling hand, and then laughed softly.

"Well, this is your house. Please tell me which room I will stay in tonight?"

After saying that, Chu Junming asked Bai Qingling to go upstairs first.

——

Wen's family.

Wen Qinghuan was not asleep yet when she was bombarded by Yan Zhidong's red envelope.

After he and Wen Ziyang returned from the Mo family, the brother and sister sat on the sofa and chatted for a while. After the bell rang in the early morning.

Wen Ziyang sent her a big red envelope.

He also gave her a necklace.

Qinghuan accepted it with a smile, and then gave him a portrait of Wen Ziyang.

"This portrait is not very attentive. Why are you leaving a place for yourself and not painting it?"

Wen Ziyang, who was holding the portrait, frowned. Half of the paper was empty, and he only occupied half of the paper.

Qinghuan raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Look carefully, that empty position is not for me, but for my future sister-in-law."

"Where did you come from your sister-in-law? Why didn't I know?"

Ziyang looked at the empty space above, then looked at Qinghuan, and jokingly said, "Sister, do you have any ideas? That's why you don't stand next to me?"

"What's the idea?"

Qinghuan asked with a funny look.

Pick up your cell phone and stand up.

Ziyang kept glancing at her phone, "Who sent you a message? There are so many more people? Is it that boy Feng Yize? I said sister, he doesn't even dare to confess, so you should just ignore him."

As Qinghuan's twin brother, Ziyang saw Qinghuan's changes very clearly.

Since she came back from the imperial capital, her relationship with Feng Yize has been different.

To be precise, she has a different attitude towards Feng Yize.

Qing Ling just posted a message to the world when she announced to everyone on Moments. They all knew that the hand in the photo was Chu Junming's.

If it were before, Qinghuan would definitely feel lost or something, but now she is not affected at all, which means she really has no feelings for Chu Junming.

Qinghuan glared at him, "Brother, don't worry about Feng Yize. It's better to think about finding me a sister-in-law early than if you have the energy. I'll go to bed first, good night."

After she finished speaking, she went upstairs happily.

Ziyang stood in the living room and watched Qinghuan's back disappear at the corner of the stairs. He silently said and dialed Feng Yize's phone number.

The phone rang several times before Feng Yize's voice came.

"Ziyang, happy new year."

Wen Ziyang rolled his eyes and asked angrily, "Feng Yize, do you still like Qinghuan?"

After saying that, he heard the sound of cars over there, and his beautiful eyebrows frowned, "Are you driving?"

"Um."

"I won't say that, you can concentrate on driving."

After Wen Ziyang finished speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, but Feng Yize's voice came from his ear, "I'll go to the airport."

"ah?"

Wen Ziyang didn't understand what it meant.

Maybe I didn't understand what Feng Yize explained to him.

Feng Yize smiled softly on the other end of the phone and said in a good mood, "I bought a plane ticket to City G, and I am rushing to the airport now."

"You're coming?"

Wen Ziyang was a little stunned.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yize was stimulated by Chu Junming, so he rushed to G City to find Qinghuan overnight.

"Well, when my third brother left, I happened to have some private matters to deal with and didn't go with him. Don't tell Qinghuan first, I didn't tell her."

"Hang it, concentrate on driving."

This time, Wen Ziyang did not give Feng Yize any more chance to continue and hung up the phone.

Thinking of what he said was coming to City G, he muttered again, "I still talk so much nonsense when driving."

Don't you know that safety is the first?

Upstairs, Qinghuan stood outside the door of the room, looked at the pile of red envelopes sent by Yan Zhidong, thought for a while, and collected them all.

Afterwards, I replied, [Thank you Aunt Yan, I can buy all my New Year wishes with these red envelopes.]

Three minutes later, Qinghuan took a photo of the image he drew to Yan Zhidong a few days ago and sent it to her.

And write blessings.

Yan Zhidong sent three emoticons in a row, excited, happy and happy.

[Qinghuan, I like you more and more. I really want to steal you as my daughter. Do you want to think about it again?]

Qinghuan pursed her lips and smiled, [Aunt Yan, are you serious?]

【Serious and serious (Star Eye)】

[What should Feng Yize do?]

[He was picked up by him, and he would throw it away again.]

Qinghuan wondered whether to forward Yan Zhidong's words to Feng Yize.

After chatting for a few more words, Yan Zhidong asked Qinghuan to rest early.

After saying good night to each other, Qinghuan exited the chat screen.

Looking at Feng Yize’s New Year’s greetings sent by her early morning, Qinghuan smiled and changed the background of her chat with him into a portrait.

It was the scene when she accompanied him to have lunch with him on the way home, and he stepped on the banana peel and fell down, taking her down together.

This painting is horizontal and the chat screen is vertical.

Qinghuan looked at it for a while, but felt it was not very good.

It was replaced by him alone.

——

Bai Qingling took Chu Junming to the third floor and pointed it at him and asked, "Which room do you want to sleep with?"

“Are there any rooms on the second floor?”

Chu Junming looked at the corridor in front of him and asked casually.

Bai Qingling was stunned for a second, then reacted and looked at him with alert, "Chu Junming, do you have any ideas? My parents are not at home, so you can't live on the second floor."

Chu Junming was amused by her, "Who do you think I am? I just think the third floor is too deserted. If there is a room on the second floor, I will live on the second floor."

"Are you afraid, that timid?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!