Originally, Mo Yiyang thought it was good to fall in love, sweet and warm. But for a reunion dinner, you can't stay at someone's house without leaving, right?

After the meal was over and he watched the Spring Festival Gala with his family, he had no excuse to stay any longer. Moreover, at this time, he could not blatantly pack Yuan An home.

So, he returned to the twelfth floor in dejection alone. Forget about the desolation.

Looking at the door on the twelfth floor, it's gray and white, and doesn't smell like the Chinese New Year at all. It's not like the door downstairs, which has red couplets and red lanterns. The key is that there's a cute little beauty inside.

Isn’t it?

At this moment, he finally realized the importance of marriage. If he got married, he could take a bath at her house and sleep on her bed. Or he could hold her in his arms and go out in a fashionable manner: "Dad, Mom, let's go home."

…”

He turned on all the lights and tried to make them as brightly lit as possible. It looked like it was in full swing. The Spring Festival Gala was already being replayed, and it sounded a bit like Yuan An's "personal aunt".

He didn't even take a shower, so he fell on the sofa and stared at the ceiling with great boredom. He remembered that at this time last year, he was drinking with Yin Tian and having trouble with Yuan An. Such a comparison made him energetic again.

Every year is always getting better. Last year was really pitiful. I didn’t even receive a blessing, and couldn’t get through on the phone. It was so miserable.

He took out his mobile phone and greeted the brothers and sisters: "Yintian, what are you doing?"

Yin Tian was obviously a little drunk: "No, I didn't do anything!"

"Nothing, why didn't you ask me for a drink?" Mo Yiyang laughed and teased: "Didn't you go to the hospital to please your father-in-law?"

Yin Tian was not in the mood to joke with him: "De Xing! You are living a good life! You can laugh at me now!"

"Okay, come to my house. Let's have a drink!" Mo Yiyang finally brought someone to fill the bill.

Less than half an hour later, Yin Tian came indeed, which showed that he was indeed very free. When he saw Mo Yiyang alone, he thought that she was treating him the same way: "You also live such a miserable life?"

Mo Yiyang was stunned: "I just came back from Yuan An's house, and I came to have a drink with you. Are you loyal enough?"

"Hmph! You're showing off!" Yin Tian didn't buy it: "Brother Yi, if you were to marry Yuan An, you would probably be in bed long ago. Do you still think of me?"

Mo Yiyang was told something that was on his mind and said sarcastically: "Hey, that's not a big deal..."

Yin Tian sat on the sofa and said in a naughty manner: "Are you going to live with your first sister-in-law without getting married for the rest of your life? Are you willing to do it, or is she willing to do it?"

Mo Yiyang smiled bitterly: "If I say that she is the one who doesn't want to get married, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it! Who among women doesn't want to get married?" Yin Tian thought of something and sighed: "There are really women who don't want to get married! Your sister said, just live like this. If one day you are not happy, just break up, and you are too lazy to do it.

Procedure. Let me ask you, are you instilling bad thoughts into your sister?"

"You didn't give me a sense of security. How dare I marry you? Your record is much worse than mine..." Speaking of this, Mo Yiyang finally thought about it. He himself didn't give the little turtle enough sense of security.

Only then will people continue to shrink into their shells.

But what else was he going to do? All he had to do was take a knife, carve out his heart and put it on display on the table.

The two men exchanged words with each other, and the more they analyzed, the more profound they became, and the more profound they became, the more confused they felt about life. Originally, Mo Yiyang thought that falling in love was good, sweet and warm. But for a reunion dinner, you can't stay at someone else's house without leaving, right?

After the meal was over and he watched the Spring Festival Gala with his family, he had no excuse to stay any longer. Moreover, at this time, he could not blatantly pack Yuan An home.

So, he returned to the twelfth floor in dejection alone. Forget about the desolation.

Looking at the door on the twelfth floor, it's gray and white, and doesn't smell like the Chinese New Year at all. It's not like the door downstairs, which has red couplets and red lanterns. The key is that there's a cute little beauty inside.

Isn’t it?

At this moment, he finally realized the importance of marriage. If he got married, he could take a bath at her house and sleep on her bed. Or he could hold her in his arms and go out in a fashionable manner: "Dad, Mom, let's go home."

…”

He turned on all the lights and tried to make them as brightly lit as possible. It looked like it was in full swing. The Spring Festival Gala was already being replayed, and it sounded a bit like Yuan An's "personal aunt".

He didn't even take a shower, so he fell on the sofa and stared at the ceiling with great boredom. He remembered that at this time last year, he was drinking with Yin Tian and having trouble with Yuan An. Such a comparison made him energetic again.

Every year is always getting better. Last year was really pitiful. I didn’t even receive a blessing, and couldn’t get through on the phone. It was so miserable.

He took out his mobile phone and greeted the brothers and sisters: "Yintian, what are you doing?"

Yin Tian was obviously a little drunk: "No, I didn't do anything!"

"Nothing, why didn't you ask me for a drink?" Mo Yiyang laughed and teased: "Didn't you go to the hospital to please your father-in-law?"

Yin Tian was not in the mood to joke with him: "De Xing! You are living a good life! You can laugh at me now!"

"Okay, come to my house. Let's have a drink!" Mo Yiyang finally brought someone to fill the bill.

Less than half an hour later, Yin Tian came indeed, which showed that he was indeed very free. When he saw Mo Yiyang alone, he thought that she was treating him the same way: "You also live such a miserable life?"

Mo Yiyang was stunned: "I just came back from Yuan An's house, and I came to have a drink with you. Are you loyal enough?"

"Hmph! You're showing off!" Yin Tian didn't buy it: "Brother Yi, if you were to marry Yuan An, you would probably be in bed long ago. Do you still think of me?"

Mo Yiyang was told something that was on his mind and said sarcastically: "Hey, that's not a big deal..."

Yin Tian sat on the sofa and said in a naughty manner: "Are you going to live with your first sister-in-law without getting married for the rest of your life? Are you willing to do it, or is she willing to do it?"

Mo Yiyang smiled bitterly: "If I say that she is the one who doesn't want to get married, would you believe it?"

"I don't believe it! Who among women doesn't want to get married?" Yin Tian thought of something and sighed: "There are really women who don't want to get married! Your sister said, just live like this. If one day you are not happy, just break up, and you are too lazy to do it.

Procedure. Let me ask you, are you instilling bad thoughts into your sister?"

"You didn't give me a sense of security. How dare I marry you? Your record is much worse than mine..." Speaking of this, Mo Yiyang finally thought about it. He himself didn't give the little turtle enough sense of security.

Only then will people continue to shrink into their shells.

But what else was he going to do? All he had to do was take a knife, carve out his heart and put it on display on the table.
Chapter completed!