Zhan Ye's little Jiaojiao has hung up

Mojia Manor.

After dinner, Mo Qingshuang and his wife prepared big red envelopes for Bai Yangyang and Gong Zhong.

It was the first time in ten years that Bai Yangyang received his mother's red envelope again, it was bulging, and there was a gold stamped Happy New Year on it.

Mo Qingshuang patted her head: "Go upstairs and wash up, your uncle has prepared fireworks tonight, let's set them off together."

Bai Yangyang's eyes were burning: "Understood."

Mo Qingshuang glanced at Cen Si who was sitting next to him, and threw a red envelope over: "Happy New Year, kid."

Cen Si was holding the red envelope, his handsome face was a bit weird.

This is the first time he has received a red envelope.

It still came from Mo Qingshuang.

Afterwards, Cen Si smiled: "Thank you, Aunt Qingshuang, Auntie is so kind."

Mo Qingshuang quite liked Cen Si, he was so good-looking and had a sweet mouth.

Cen Si squeezed the red envelope, feeling a little helpless.

He has received blade bombs and confiscated red envelopes, do you need to thank him?

The Mohist Manor was well-arranged everywhere, and there was a warm and happy atmosphere everywhere. Bai Yangyang came out of the shower and changed into a Chinese-style skirt and a small padded jacket.

She was good-looking in her own right, and with her deliberate dressing up, she had charming features.

She turned on the computer, gathered the data collected before, and planned to use it in the experiment in the next year.

There is heating in the room and it is warm.

She didn't feel cold either, her slender fingers were jumping on the keyboard, and she didn't know how long it had been.

The phone in her hand rang, and she picked it up.

"it's me."

A man's deep voice came from the phone, and Bai Yangyang's eye circles suddenly turned red: "Yes."

"Come down."

Bai Yangyang realized something, stood up suddenly, rushed out of the bedroom, and went downstairs all the way.

first floor.

Mo Qingshuang and the servant moved the fireworks to the garden and saw her go downstairs.

"Here I am, planning to call you together—"

"Mom, don't worry, he's here to find me." Bai Yangyang's face was blushing, and her eyes were full of smiles.

Mo Qingshuang raised her eyebrows, but she didn't stop her: "Wear more."

Bai Yangyang was dressed thickly and was not cold at all. After getting permission, he left quickly.

Mo Qingshuang looked at her back, feeling inexplicably upset.

Why was her raised daughter kidnapped by another man?
Gong Qi slid the wheelchair over: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I feel uncomfortable thinking of my daughter being kidnapped." Mo Qingshuang pouted.

"Think about it, Xiao Zhong will also kidnap a girl in the future." Gong Qi's comforting angle is very strange.

Mo Qingshuang was overjoyed: "That's right, it's really not possible, should I let Zhan Beixiao be my son-in-law?"

Cen Si: ...

This probability may be relatively small.

Bai Yangyang ran out of the gate and saw the man standing under the tree.

The man was wearing a black woolen coat with a dark suit inside. He was already tall, but this way of dressing made his waistline look even better and his eyebrows deep.

His hair was meticulously done, and the haggardness before had completely receded.

The scars on his face have faded to the point where they are almost invisible, and he is as handsome and handsome as ever.

He stretched out his hand and moved his thin lips: "Come here."

Bai Yangyang threw himself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, stood on tiptoe and rubbed against his arms: "Zhan Beixiao."

When Zhan Beixiao heard her voice, he finally had a chance to let go of his longing for more than half a month.

He lowered his head, grabbed the back of her head, and invaded forcefully.

Bai Yangyang didn't struggle, and wrapped his small hands around his neck, a little bit, allowing him to plunder.

She misses him.

I think about it every day, every second.

Seeing him now, the circles of his eyes were red, his whole body was trembling, and he was suffocated.

Zhan Beixiao had had enough kisses, and was finally willing to let go: "I'll take care of the Zhan family, and no one can stop us from being together in the future."

His palms were hot, pressing against her face, Bai Yangyang felt that his skin was almost scalded.

"It's only been half a month..."

It only took him half a month to change the entire Zhan family, which was an almost impossible task.

Mr. Zhan has been deeply involved in the Zhan's consortium, and there are so many people under him. It will take a lot of time and energy for Zhan Beixiao to investigate one by one and get all of them into his pocket.

Mr. Zhan has a lot of contacts, and he needs to cut them off one by one.

She couldn't imagine what he did in just half a month...

Zhan Beixiao's fiery eyes fell on her lips, which were slightly red and swollen, revealing a different kind of temptation.

He lowered his head and bit her lips lightly: "I kept you waiting."

Bai Yangyang whimpered, holding his face in his hands, tears rolling down his face: "Zhan Beixiao, I miss you."

The man's eye circles were slightly red.

He misses her too.

Mo Qingshuang didn't wait for Bai Yangyang to come back, and simply took Cen Si and Xiao Zhong to set off fireworks together.

Gong Qi sat at the back, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his eyes fell on Mo Qingshuang.

She hasn't been this happy for a long time.

When the New Year's bell rang, the fireworks rose up, lighting up almost the entire sky.

Cheers came from the Mo family behind them, the voices of Mo Qingshuang and Xiao Zhong.

Bai Yangyang hugged his waist tightly, his thoughts moved slightly, his little hands dishonestly unbuttoned him, and poked inside——

Zhan Beixiao frowned, and clasped her hand: "Don't mess around."

Bai Yangyang's eyes were burning, "I don't want to go back tonight, can you take me home?"

In the new year, she wanted to enter a new stage with Zhan Beixiao.

Zhan Beixiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and there was a dim light in his eyes: "Are you sure?"

They all know what this means.

Bai Yangyang hummed, his face flushed red: "Zhan Beixiao, after the new year, we'll get engaged, okay?"

She can't wait.

She doesn't want to be Miss Bai anymore.

She wants to be Mrs. Zhan!

Zhan Beixiao was stunned for a moment, and a strong smile spread: "Okay."

He picked her up, stuffed her into the car, drove with one hand, and firmly held Bai Yangyang's hand with the other.

The two of them nestled in the carriage without saying a word.

Bai Yangyang's heart beat continuously, she couldn't even remember how she was brought to Yueya Xiaozhu.

She was stuffed into the car, the man's breathing was slightly rapid, she put her arms around his waist, and said softly, "Zhan Beixiao, you want to marry me."

The man smiled lowly, his eyes were full of bright light, showing a bit of eagerness: "Well, what do you want, little boy, and give it to me, including me."

The fireworks outside the window continued to explode, mixed with a daunting pleasure, which almost drove her sanity crazy.

The moon was sparse, and the bright moonlight shone through the gaps, shining on the bed. Bai Yangyang was limp all over, lying on the bed dripping with sweat, and there was still a sense of spring between his brows and eyes.

The man was lying beside her, with his big hands on her waist, rubbing her waist every now and then.

The moonlight mixed with the aftertaste of the fireworks, dyed the whole room red little by little, and the white and slender waist became more attractive.

He lowered his head, resisting the thought of doing it again.

Inexplicably, I wanted to have an afterthought.

"When the new year is over, I will bring my elders to propose marriage, okay?"

Bai Yangyang was in a daze, upon hearing this, he immediately opened his eyes: "Elder?"

Mr. Zhan has been excluded by him, how could he be willing to come to propose marriage now?

As for Zhan Jinnan, it is even more impossible to come to the door.

Zhan Beixiao stroked her face, "This is not something you should worry about, take a good rest."

Bai Yangyang felt weak all over and didn't have the energy to think about it. He lay in his arms and fell asleep drowsily.

Zhan Beixiao lowered his eyes and saw that there were still some traces on her white and tender shoulders.

Inexplicably, my throat was itchy.

"Happy New Year."

He spoke in a low voice, almost whispering in her ear.

Bai Yangyang was sleeping soundly. When he heard the sound, he almost instinctively stretched out his hand and wrapped it around his waist.

She felt a sense of comfort, opened and closed her small mouth, and uttered a sentence: "Zhan Beixiao, happy new year."

Zhan Beixiao sighed softly.

At the beginning of the new year, he re-embraces his light.