Meng Yao was still busy, and Fu Ma and Fu Ziyi were helping. They were talking and laughing, and they got along very harmoniously.
Until Qi Boyan came over expressionlessly.
He walked over and looked straight at Meng Yao, looking at her without blinking and looking at her without saying a word.
After only watching it for a few seconds, Meng Yao wanted to touch his face to see if there was anything on his face.
He didn't speak, and neither did Meng Yao. Fu's mother, who was beside him, finally couldn't ignore the son she had just recognized. She coughed lightly and said, "Yao Yao, Boyan should have something to say to you, so go over first.
, we can just clean it up here."
"I……"
Before Meng Yao could speak, Qi Boyan pulled her away.
Meng Yao: "..."
Her face, which was not particularly thick, turned red, and she struggled slightly to break away from Qi Boyan's hand.
This time Qi Boyan didn't care about the others. He turned around and said: "Yao Yao, you have ignored me for a day. If you ignore me again, I will..."
The rest of the words were not finished, but these threatening words undoubtedly made Meng Yao blush even more. She stamped her foot fiercely and scolded: "What are you talking about?"
Fu Ma coughed again in the back, pretending to cough. She really couldn't bear to see her son being so unreserved in front of his elders.
However, because she was not very familiar with her son, she had no way to tell her, so she could only pretend to speak loudly to Fu Ziyi: "Ziyi, look at these two cups, which one do you like?"
Fu Ziyi rolled her eyes at her sister-in-law.
This topic was really poorly chosen.
As a representative of straightforwardness, Fu Ziyi said straightforwardly: "A breakup is better than a wedding. Those of us who have been there know it. You don't have to worry about us. You can go and do whatever you want."
Fu Ma started coughing again.
Compared to this sister-in-law, she still can't hide her face in front of the younger generation.
This son of mine is not like him, nor is he like his father. They don't have such...well, their emotions leak out.
Meng Yao was pulled out by Qi Boyan. Her face was still red all the way. When she entered the room, she couldn't help but pout her lips.
Before she could even say anything about her complaints, Qi Boyan held her face and kissed her heavily.
The sound of "Boom" made Meng Yao stunned.
"you……"
"I miss you!"
Qi Boyan looked straight into Meng Yao's eyes, his usually cold eyes filled with passion, "I miss you very much!"
Meng Yao: "..."
"Then, that's not possible..." You can't leave in front of your elders.
Meng Yao couldn't finish his sentence, so he was interrupted by Qi Boyan, "How long have we not seen each other? Yaoyao, don't you even miss me?"
The hot breath sprayed against Meng Yao's ears, and the warm hands made her face burn.
She couldn't help but pursed her lips, "I think so..."
"I miss you as well!"
Breathing sounds escaped from his throat, and Meng Yao tilted his head, trying to contain the reason he was about to lose.
But before she could sort out her thoughts, her breath was taken away, and then her whole body fell into a state of hypoxia.
Drowsy and confused.
Finally, I was awakened by the crackling sound of firecrackers.
Meng Yao was startled by the sudden sound of firecrackers and almost sat up.
Before he could sit up, someone took him over.
"It's Chinese New Year!"
The slightly hoarse voice rang in my ears, followed by a wet and hot kiss.