On New Year's Eve, Sheng Mian knew that Fu Yancheng was coming back, so he went to the mall and bought a pair of couplets temporarily and returned to Yujingyuan.
Fu Yancheng did not contact her this week, and she was also busy recruiting people for her company.
After all, it was already January, and soon graduates would be pouring into the society. She had to ask the human resources department to prepare for the recruitment of new blood. Moreover, the rent for the house had been paid for a year, and she would soon start preparing for simple renovations.
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She was so busy this week that she even forgot about the so-called New Year.
It wasn't until Qi Shen called and said he would be home tonight that she hurried to the mall to buy couplets in the evening.
Just an hour after I came back, the sound of a car engine could be heard outside the courtyard.
Sheng Mian sat on the sofa, looked at the table of dishes prepared by the servant, and closed the computer in her hand.
Fu Yancheng got out of the car and looked around for a while. There was no change in Yujingyuan.
What he expected in his mind was the scene he saw when he came back. There should be a few red lanterns hung here and a few bright Spring Festival couplets posted.
He has been abroad for the past few years and has not had a good New Year at all.
To be precise, it never happened before.
Because the news of Fu Xingzhou's accident happened to be during the New Year, Yao Rong and Bai Qiu would definitely cry at this time, so the whole family had no intention of celebrating the New Year.
Moreover, when his brother was still alive, the whole family's attention was focused on him. Fu Yancheng was in the army at that time. The New Year atmosphere in the army was that everyone had a good meal together and no longer had to go to the border to catch bandits.
He didn't celebrate the Chinese New Year very much, but when he came here and saw other people's homes celebrating the New Year, he felt that Yujingyuan was deserted.
There was already a fire in my heart, but now it seemed like it was on fire.
He entered the password to open the door, opened the door, and saw Sheng Mian was about to come out.
She was wearing a cotton skirt from home, and when she saw him, a smile broke out on her face.
"Mr. Fu, you are back."
Fu Yancheng glanced at the dinner on the table, but it was still untouched. She was waiting for him to come back and eat together?
He was supposed to come back an hour earlier, but the doctor treated all the wounds again, which delayed him a little.
"Um."
Sheng Mian quickly took his coat.
Fu Yancheng's eyes swept around the room, but there was still no change. Except for a shabby couplet at the door, the room was still the same as before he left.
He only saw two words, perfunctory.
But today is New Year's Eve, and he doesn't want to quarrel with her.
Sheng Mian also felt a little wrong and hung his coat on the coat rack.
Fu Yancheng was extremely perceptive. A person who was so perfunctory about New Year's Eve and wanted to celebrate the New Year with him proved that she didn't like the other person, so he didn't need to look for any answers at the moment.
The two ate in silence.
After eating, Sheng Mian wanted to say something to him, but she saw him taking the folder and going upstairs, probably to the study for a meeting.
She took the computer to the bedroom, chatted with An Yu for a while, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.
While lying on the bed, she tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
At 11:30 in the morning, she felt someone pushing open the door to her room and immediately closed her eyes.
She heard Fu Yancheng's footsteps walking around the house, and then the sound of water sounded in the bathroom.
After an unknown amount of time passed, the sound of water stopped and the bathroom door was opened.
Fu Yancheng did not choose to blow dry his hair here. Instead, he went to the guest bedroom and dried his hair.
Sheng Mian had been lying on the other side of the bed, and then she felt someone sitting beside the bed.
She almost couldn't pretend anymore, and just when she was about to open her eyes, someone lightly poked her cheek with their fingertips.
She raised her eyes and met his gaze.
Fu Yancheng was wearing silk pajamas, only loosely tied with a knot.
"Penny, there are still ten seconds."
Sheng Mian didn't react for a while, and when ten seconds passed, he grabbed her hand, put it between his lips and bit it, "Happy New Year, let's go shopping for the New Year together in the morning. This time, we will leave it to last year.
I'm arguing with you."
His voice was low, he opened the quilt and got in.
"First time in the new year, I want to talk to you."
He doesn't know how to talk about love at all.
Love talk in bed always has a dirty tone.
Sheng Mian was already feeling guilty about the New Year's goods, but now that he was willing to expose it, she didn't hesitate to prop up her body and kiss his Adam's apple.
Fu Yancheng felt his scalp numb, and all the gloom suddenly disappeared.
This night it was still the same as before, pinching her waist and fucking her hard.
