After receiving the certificate, the paranoid uncle kissed me 99 times a day

Today is the first day of the new year, Zhuang Ming and Qin Xin went to bed, and everyone else got up early.

Xue Xingzhou yawned on the bed, hugged Wanli and rubbed against Wanli.

Wan Li also reached out and patted Xue Xingzhou's back, "Aren't you afraid to catch fire early in the morning?"

"Already..." Xue Xingzhou straightened his back.

Wanli laughed in a low voice, looked at Xue Xingzhou's childish face, touched his short hair, "No, it's been too frequent recently, and today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, we should get up."

Xue Xingzhou has a flat mouth, but at least he is a 22-year-old adult, so he can't be so careless.

Kissed Wanli a few times on the face, and then got up, "Sister, just squint for a while, I'll squeeze the toothpaste for you after washing up, and then get up again."

Wan Li put his hands behind his back and nodded, "Yeah."

Xue Xingzhou loves to be coquettish in some intimate matters, but he is usually a little gentleman who has the concept of spoiling his wife. I have to say that with the role models of Zhuang Ming and Xue Qinjue who dote on his wife, Xue Xingzhou also learns very well.

Xue Xingzhou got up and put on his slippers, bent down and touched Mo Li's perfect figure several times, and then "had a bite of breakfast" before going into the bathroom with a mean smile.

Wan Li straightened the messed up neckline, shook his head dotingly, "What a brat."

After eating for so long, I still can't eat enough.

In the next room, Xue Qinjue and Yun Qi also woke up.

"Honey, happy new year."

Yun Qi smiled and propped up his bulky body and sat on the head of the bed, "Just a Happy New Year? Where's the red envelope?"

Xue Qinjue picked up his phone, dialed 520 for Yun Qi, and then dialed 1314.

To be honest, in terms of money, Officer Xue may not be richer than Singer Yun if he doesn't care about his old age. Xue Qinjue's job is doomed that his salary will not be much higher, unless he accepts bribes.

And after Yunqi won the singing competition championship, several original songs were sold for sky-high copyrights, and subsequent concerts and commercial performances were also made a lot of money.

Although the red envelope Xue Qinjue sent was not large, the more ordinary the amount, the more satisfied Yun Qi was.

He snorted and took the red envelope, then pointed to his big belly, "Your son said he wants the red envelope too."

Xue Qinjue leaned over and kissed Yun Qi's stomach, and the child in his stomach kicked him as if he had a premonition.

Xue Qinjue and Yun Qi looked at each other and seemed to smile.

"This little guy is too skinny, did he hurt you?" Xue Qinjue reassuredly kissed Yun Qi's stomach a few more times.

"It's okay, he has a sense of proportion, and I can feel at ease by kicking me a few times from time to time." In the third trimester, the baby in the stomach will move from time to time to make the mother feel at ease. When the baby is not moving, the mother will always worry about the umbilical cord It is wrapped around the neck, or there are other bad things in the stomach from time to time.

So the harder the baby kicked, even if it hurt a little, Yun Qi felt at ease.

Xue Qinjue sent another 666 red envelope to the child in his belly, and then helped Yunqi get up to wash up, and after washing up, they led them downstairs together.

In front of the dining table, Xue Wanli and Butler Xue had already finished their walk and were drinking porridge at the dining table, and Xue Xingzhou and Wanli had just served their meals.

Xue Xingzhou stopped Wanli's hand that was about to take the chopsticks, "Sister, I'll try the poison first, don't worry."

After finishing speaking, he took a sip of porridge from the bowl, and after making sure that the taste was not too strange, he let go of Wanli's hand, "No problem."

Yun Qi just walked to the dining table, sat down and teased, "Fourth brother, do you have to be so exaggerated with a bowl of porridge?"

"Wow, second sister-in-law, that's because you don't know who is cooking today!" Xue Xingzhou pointed his chin in the direction of the kitchen.

"Who?"

"My big brother."

Yun Qi has never eaten the food cooked by Xue Qinxuan. Among the four brothers of the Xue family, Yun Qi and Xue Qinxuan have the least contact with each other, so they don't know him very well.

He looked back at Xue Qinjue, looking for an answer.

Xue Qinjue said, "It's not that exaggerated, brother cooks pretty well."

Xue Qinxuan came out with a bowl of vegetables, looked at the people at the table, and then looked up at the direction of the stairs.

"What about Xinxin?"

Xue Xingzhou also glanced at the stairs, "Are you asking Xinxin or sister-in-law?"

Last night, Qin Xin and Xuan Xiting were talking in the stairwell, and the whole family could actually hear a little movement, so everyone knew the reason why Xuan Xiting didn't go downstairs for dinner today.

"I'll go upstairs and have a look." Xue Qinxuan put the dishes on the dining table, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and went upstairs.

in the room.

Not long after Qin Xin left, Xuan Xiting woke up, washed and changed, but didn't know how to go downstairs to face the whole Xue family.

I didn't know before that they all knew that she and Xue Qinxuan had a fake marriage, but I was under a lot of pressure to act. Now I know that they all know about the fake marriage, and I feel very embarrassed.

There was a knock on the door, and Xue Qinxuan's voice came.

"May I come inside?"

Hearing Xue Qinxuan's voice, Xuan Xiting couldn't help but think of the scene of his confession last night, her ears turned red and her face became hot.

He patted his face and straightened his waist before trying to put on a normal posture, "Yes, come in."

With Xuan Xiting's permission, Xue Qinxuan opened the door and walked in.

"Where is Xinxin?"

Xuan Xiting didn't dare to look at Xue Qinxuan, and silently let her eyes go, "Xinxin should go back to her room to catch up on sleep. She didn't sleep well when she slept with me last night."

Qin Xin might like to sleep with Zhuang Ming's arm on his head. Last night it was difficult to fall asleep on the pillow. Xuan Xiting could feel Qin Xin turning over from time to time while half asleep and half awake.

Xue Qinxuan walked up to Xuan Xiting, bent down and looked directly into Xuan Xiting's eyes.

"Are you still angry, Xiaoting?"