I don’t know if it is because of the severe environmental pollution. The temperature in Hong Kong at the end of January was as high as 23 degrees, which was completely the temperature of spring. I also took off the heavy down jacket I wore when I was packing my luggage. When I was packing my luggage, I didn’t look at the weather in Hong Kong, so all the clothes I brought were worn in Beijing.

In contrast, Wen Jichen is much more prescient than me. He still maintains a few trench coats and thin shirts in Hong Kong.

When he and I walked out of Chi Lap Kok Airport, many Hong Kong girls were already looking at him, smiling and lowering their heads to say to the person next to me that I couldn't understand at all...Cantonese.

When I stood beside him, the girls who were peeking at him while they were drooling, and they rolled their eyes at me. I could probably see what they mean...

I'm despised...

I looked down at my clothes, and then I realized that I was wearing the same clothes as the Inuits who were going to Antarctica for a long time. Just as I looked up, I saw Wen Jichen's long-suffered smile.

"What's so funny... Why don't you remind me..." I said angrily at him.

Wen Jichen glanced at me sideways: "Didn't I remind you? It's obvious that you said that Hong Kong must be colder than Beijing."

I was discouraged...well, that's what I said.

On the night of New Year's Eve, my stepfather and mother gave me a brick. I smiled and put the two bricks in my hand to weigh them. Later, I found that I didn't have the ability to visually measure the approximate amount of the money.

I'd better count one by one!

I licked my fingers exaggeratedly and planned to turn on the number.

My mother glared at me, then rolled her eyes at me again: "Look at your promising future! Stop counting, your stepfather and I combined for a total of 100,000."

When I heard the number one hundred thousand, my eyes almost popped out.

"Stepdad! You are my dear dad!" I put the money on the mahogany chair next to me, and threw myself on it and kissed the stepdad's face that refused to grow old.

The stepfather couldn't stop smiling, and behind me was my mother and Wen Jichen's expressions of disgust.

This year's Spring Festival Gala is said to be directed by Feng Xiaogang, mainly performed by beautiful magicians YIF and long-legged Lee Min Ho. My mother and I hugged each other, with our eyes shining brightly, staring at the 5.2-inch TV screen.

In addition to being similar in appearance, my mother and I were consciously inherited this characteristic when we couldn't take our eyes off when we saw a handsome guy, otherwise my mother wouldn't have looked for men like her stepfather.

Looking at the pile of snacks on the big mahogany table that I can’t understand the words, I feel that I will definitely be despised by Wen Jichen this year!

When my stepfather and mother were eleven o'clock, they could no longer hold on. They said that the task of staying up tonight would be handed over to Wen Jichen and I, and they would go to bed first.

After saying that, they went upstairs to sleep with my howl.

"Brother...or... you can stay up to the New Year alone." I smiled silly and said to Wen Jichen. "By the way, I ask for New Year's money." I raised my hands and spread my white palms in front of Wen Jichen.

As soon as I finished speaking, Wen Jichen raised his hand and waved it. Before I could see his movements clearly, a bunch of red grandfather, which was slightly thicker than the post-machine mother's, lay on my legs.

I feel my eyes are about to fall off!

"Brother...you buy me! Will I be able to get along with you in the future?" I glittered my eyes and smiled at Wen Jichen.

Wen Jichen glanced at me coldly: "Don't you see that you like money so much?"

This time I didn't plan to count it, so I put the red brick in my bag and said, "Why don't I like money? How good is the money? You don't know how hard I worked in school... Sometimes I even worked as a temporary model for people, and I only had two hundred in the afternoon. I was so tired!" I pouted and nagged.

"Why don't you ask me for money?" Wen Jichen looked at me and said.

"Why should I ask you for it? I am so adult, and I can still care about my brother's living expenses? Besides, I have already slaughtered you and my stepmother and mother during the Chinese New Year. I am very content!" I blinked and said.

Wen Jichen sat there, looking at me with a stern face, but I could already observe the curve of the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

"Thank you brother!" I laughed, lay down, and rested my head on Wen Jichen's slender legs.

Wen Jichen's face, which was always as calm as a mask, finally showed a smile on his face. His hands gently stroked my hair, and his white fingers like jade were wrapping around my hair.

I can no longer watch the Spring Festival Gala without the handsome guys. I took the remote control on Wen Jichen's other hand and started to adjust the channel. There was no new program updated on the Internet TV, so I could only watch TV series broadcast on local stations.

Wen Jichen has always been uninterested in watching movies. Every time he pestered him to accompany me to watch TV series in the apartment, he refused to do so. He was rarely with me on New Year's Eve, but he didn't say a word and his eyes were locked on the screen.

After half an hour, his fingers were still playing with my hair, and I didn't know how he did it.

"Brother, have you heard from An Ruoyi recently?" As I looked at it, I suddenly looked up and asked.

Wen Jichen was not moved at all when he heard her name: "What's wrong?"

"I just feel like she has disappeared." I muttered in a low voice.

Wen Jichen chuckled and joked: "Do you want to see her?"

I looked up and gave him a blank look, "It seems like she is your wife..." I didn't notice the strange expression on Wen Jichen's face and said to myself.

Wen Jichen did not answer my words, I frowned and raised my head, covering it with a kiss. I shuddered and quickly broke free, whispering: "You are crazy! This is at home! Your father and my mother are both on it!"

Wen Jichen glanced at me casually, covered my palms on my face, pressing my head back on his legs. I didn't dare to make a sound and stared at him.

After a while, I couldn't watch what was on the TV screen.

"Brother... have you contacted Bai Man recently?" I looked at him with a frown.

"No." Wen Jichen answered calmly.

"Confirm?" I don't believe it.

Wen Jichen lowered his head when he heard the sound and raised his eyebrows: "Are you jealous now?"

His mind was seen through, my face was a little hot, so don’t go over: “Where do I have it!”

"Doudou?"

"Um?"

"Go to sleep..." Wen Jichen's voice was very gentle.

I looked up at Zhong, and it was already past twelve o'clock before I knew it. "Okay..." I nodded and wanted to get out of his legs, "Ah!" As a result, the soreness of my neck made me unable to help but shout.

Wen Jichen sighed and rubbed the back of my neck helplessly.

I went upstairs and returned to my room. The decoration here is much more gorgeous than the room in my apartment. I was so tired that I was so tired that I had to fall asleep when I got to bed.

Just as I was half asleep and half awake, the sharp ringtone of my cell phone rang like crazy.

I frowned and impatiently took the phone to answer.

"Liu Xiangsi...you go to die!"

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