Too many things have happened lately.

The preparations for the New Year are also in a hurry, without the pomp of the imperial capital in the past.

But the Prime Minister seemed to hope to use this event to divert the public's attention, so he made a wave of investment at the fireworks conference.

Same as the weather forecast says.

The heavy snow of goose feathers began in the early morning and stopped slowly until it was almost noon.

Wherever you pass, you are covered with ice and snow.

Mini-elves are wearing winter clothes smaller than a slap and sit on lanterns or rooftops.

Lilian called Ye Mingyu.

The main thing is to confirm his situation and to relieve himself after learning that everything is safe and sound.

It is also said that Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan, recently exploded out of the coffin. The prince of the blood clan held a meeting and needed to go back to the family.

Dracula's lineage is in a castle that is rarely visited, so he may not be able to contact Ye Mingyu at that time. I hope he will take care of himself.

Finally, the weather is getting colder, wear more clothes, be careful of colds, and avoid Shura fields when hooking up with girls...

Ye Mingyu read all of them carefully.

In my ears was the sound of Lu Xiaoxi starting the washing machine. The Saint and Maple Leaf were nestled in the quilt, not knowing what they were talking about.

Yeyezi was playing electric, shouting loudly, "Come and help with the old enemy", "I can't hold it here anymore", and then whimpered.

Ye Mingyu put away the letter, folded it, and placed it in the drawer.

Suddenly I realized that I might have a home.

During his reincarnation, he had been in some place for a long time, but he had never felt this way.

The dry firewood in the fireplace in the mid-winter, flames rise and ashes splash, and the warm red dyed the walls on all sides.

"system."

Ye Mingyu called out.

No changes.

It's really over, it's the last reincarnation.

It is difficult to tell what kind of mood, the trance of loss, or the ease after letting go of the burden?

The saint curled up into a small ball and poked his head out of the furnace:

"Would you like to go to the fireworks conference tonight?"

"Fireworks? Are they fireworks? Will the old enemy take me there?"

Yeyezi excitedly threw away the remote control handle and jumped onto the sofa. The scene showed a prompt of the character's death, but she didn't care.

"Sounds good." Ye Mingyu said.

When was the last time I participated in a similar event?

He can't remember it very clearly.

"Then go." Ye Mingyu made the decision.

The fireworks conference begins at 6 pm.

When the sky was painted by the sunset and sunset, as the street stalls were placing lanterns, the noise surged with the night.

Before six o'clock, Ye Mingyu played several games on a routine basis.

In the RPG game, I found the leader of the group and specifically thanked him for his information.

Although the flood forced the leader to look confused, he accepted the thanks from the guild members with peace of mind and made an appointment to form a group to hunt down the stigma in the future.

Beiyao Maple Leaf is relatively silent.

As a result, Ye Mingyu was also in a mess and didn't know what attitude he would face her.

Care is definitely care.

But taking the saint home by yourself is probably the meaning of opening the harem openly.

Even if no one says anything, this kind of thing is still a bit inappropriate.

This time I went to the fireworks conference, I also hope to talk to Maple Leaf.

Wait until evening.

After several girls dressed up, they went out. Ye Yezi tied up their hair and walked in the front one after another. Ye Mingyu hung behind the team, but seemed a little lonely.

"Hurry up!" Yeyezi waved in front and urged.

The saint covered her mouth and laughed, holding Lu Xiaoxi's arm, while Lu Xiaoxi looked around.

The maple leaves quietly fell behind.

"Why are you here?"

Ye Mingyu was a little depressed.

It was obvious that he took the beautiful girl out, but he was the only one who was left aside.

If I had known this, it would have been better to stay at home and play games.

"Can't you come with you?" Maple Ye lifted his hair behind his ears and said expressionlessly.

She always does this.

Very serious and serious, then suddenly he does some perverted behavior.

For example, if you grab Ye Mingyu's hand and touch it on your body, or hand over a bottle of water, it is actually sleepy black tea.

"It's not impossible to accompany me?" Ye Mingyu kicked the little pebbles bored, and the pebbles rolled aside, "How do you plan to accompany me?"

"Prison PLAY? Like it?"

"Sorry, I don't like it."

"Why imprison PLAY?"

"Uh, what's the difference between the one above? I said Maple Leaf," Ye Mingyu asked her in confusion, "Are you angry?"

"No." Maple Leaf replied calmly.

Ye Mingyu couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

The girl's heart is a needle under the sea, sometimes wider than the sea, and sometimes smaller than the eye of the needle.

"You're just angry." Ye Mingyu said.

"Okay, just pretend I'm very angry, I'm unhappy now, how do you plan to compensate me and go to bed?"

here we go again.......

Go to bed at any time.

Although Ye Mingyu knew that he would sometimes lose to restless hormones, he just didn't want to admit this in front of Bei Yao Fengye.

Even if you have to admit it, you must make some excuses before admitting it.

"This doesn't work, is there any?"

"I think about it," Bei Yao Fengye tilted his head, looked at Yeyezi and others in front of him, and suddenly said, "Let's get out of here."

Say this sentence out loud.

Ye Mingyu thought of the scene of the dinner some time ago, and she also said the same line.

Unlike now, Beiyao Maple Leaf was drunk at that time and felt bold and arrogant when doing anything.

A little bit coquettish and cute.

Ye Mingyu doesn't hate it.

"Where do you go?" Ye Mingyu asked.

"I know there is a place that is very suitable for watching fireworks, come with me."

Beiyao Maple Leaf held his hand. Unlike the Saint, Maple Leaf's hands were softer. Although it was less gentle, it was a little more soft.

On the surface, it is better than anyone else.

Ye Mingyu had just come up with this idea, and when Beiyao's maple leaves were pulled, he crawled into the vast crowd, and shuttled against the current in the street market.

"Home divination, is anyone here? The first time I'm free, no money is charged..."

"Desert Salamander, the best pet for children, one hundred and twenty magic coins, don't miss it when you walk by..."

"The new alchemy potion will drive away bad luck in the coming year and let the goddess of luck favor you..."

The two of them did not stop at the night market with lights and glasses.

Gradually, pedestrians around began to become scarce, and the lights also turned into stars.

Cross-sea bridge.
To be continued...