she caused the gods to fall

Shen Daiyi felt that sleeping alone on a quilt was also testing her little heart. Will she suffer from insomnia again tonight?

Her eyes wandered around the room: "I think the sofa is quite big, why don't I go to sleep on the sofa."

Song Qingyan rejected her proposal this time: "Just sleep on one quilt per person."

So, Song Qingyan took out a new quilt from the closet when there was only one quilt on the bed.

The Spring Festival Gala was shown on the big TV screen in the Song family hall, the sketches were humorous, and laughter came from time to time.

Song Zhiqian crossed his legs and played with his mobile phone. In addition to receiving a lot of New Year's greetings, he also received a lot of friends from the group. Those rich men kept asking:

"Song Sanshao, have you seen your cousin? What does she look like?"

"Take a video and let's see what it looks like?"

"We really want to know which woman is so pitiful to marry your brother."

"Don't pretend to be dead, come out quickly!"

Song Zhiqian was so annoyed by Aite that his eyebrows were pulled together, and when he looked up, he saw Song Qingyan and Shen Daiyi coming down the stairs holding hands.

Shen Daiyi is pitiful?The two are in love with each other, very sweet.

Anyway, I don't want to explain anything to them!Song Zhiqian snorted softly, and he replied to them: "Go away, Mr. Shao Aite, I'm very annoying, don't mention any cousin in front of me, whoever mentions breaking up with me!"

Song Zhiqian hadn't expressed his opinion before, so these wealthy young men didn't think much about Song Zhiqian's attitude?

They thought about it closely, and finally believed that Song Zhiqian was a proper brother-in-law. Song Qingyan got married suddenly, and he couldn't accept it, and he was completely autistic.

Song Qingyan took Shen Daiyi to the living room on the first floor again.

Shen Daiyi was held by him. According to Song Qingyan's intention, they fell in love and got married freely in front of the Song family, and they should not be too estranged at home.

They are all young people, they have topics to talk about, and with the friendly sister-in-law, Shen Daiyi quickly got acquainted with them.

At seven o'clock, New Year's Eve dinner, delicious food and wine, everyone sat down together.

"Dai Dai, let Qingyan get you what you want to eat." Song Wennuan sat next to Shen Daiyi and said.

Shen Daiyi slightly hooked her lips: "I don't need him, I can do it myself."

Song Qingyan just scooped up a bowl of chicken soup for her silently: "Be careful when drinking it."

"Well, thank you."

As the eldest brother, Song Qingyan had the impression that he was cold and strong, and he had never been kind to anyone.

It was also the first time for them to see Song Qingyan caring for a person, and they felt it was miraculous.

"Mom, I can also pick up vegetables for my aunt." On the side, Yuanyuan picked up the chopsticks, trying to pick up the prawns in front of him, but his hands were short, and he couldn't reach them unless he stood up.

Song Wenwen said: "Your aunt has an uncle, so you don't have to worry about it, just sit down and eat."

Song Yuanyuan: "Okay~"

There were wine glasses in front of them, and everyone had wine in their glasses.

The only time Shen Daiyi drank alcohol was at Zhou Qing's wedding by mistake.

I saw that Song Qingyan asked the servant to bring orange juice, and he poured the wine in her glass into his own, and added orange juice for her.

Song Qingyan said: "Dai Dai doesn't know how to drink, so I won't let her drink."

Ask Shen Daiyi to drink, and it is estimated that she will be drunk after two sips.

So, she thanked Song Qingyan for changing her to orange juice.

At this moment, Mr. Song happily raised his wine glass: "Come on, let's all have a drink, and congratulate the family on a happy new year, and at the same time congratulate A Yan and Dai Yi on their marriage. This is undoubtedly the biggest happy event this year! Cheers!"

They raised their glasses at the same time: "Cheers!"

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Shen Daiyi took out the New Year's gift prepared in advance.

After all, it was the first time for her to celebrate the New Year at the Song family, and she felt that etiquette was essential.

She has prepared everyone's presents. Apparently, the Song parents also thought so, and they all took out presents and handed them to Shen Daiyi.

So, several gifts were placed in Song Qingyan's room.

Their gifts are much more valuable than those given by Shen Daiyi.

Especially the emerald bracelet that Mr. Song gave away was very valuable.

Shen Daiyi carefully put the bracelet back into the box, just as Liu Wanshu called: "Have you had dinner yet? How do you feel?"

"It's good, the Song family is very nice." Shen Daiyi lowered her eyes and couldn't help being coquettish: "But I miss you, my father, my grandparents, and my grandpa..."

Liu Wanshu replied: "I can see you on the second day of the new year, but this year you are not at home for the New Year, and you are really not used to it."

She asked again: "Where's Qingyan? Not next to you?"

Shen Daiyi replied: "He is still drinking tea with uncles and uncles downstairs. I am going to take a bath, so I will go upstairs first."

"Then you wash it, your father and I will continue to watch the Spring Festival Gala."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Daiyi went to the cloakroom to get her clothes.

Originally, the clothes were put in the luggage bag. Unexpectedly, after Song Qingyan brought the luggage bag in, she also took out her clothes.

She took two sets of everyday clothes and one set of pajamas, and two sets of intimate clothing.

Fortunately, Song Qingyan didn't hang up her pajamas, all her underwear was hidden inside.

At this time, the man's lazy and hoarse voice sounded from behind: "Are you going to take a bath?"

Shen Daiyi was startled, she turned around, and her eyes fell on the handsome and tall man.

She licked her lips, nervous: "Ready."

The black sweater on Song Qingyan seemed to be soiled, with residues like chili powder on it.

He said, "I'll come up and change a dress."

Shen Daiyi asked, "Why are your clothes dirty?"

"Song Zhiqian asked Yuanyuan to serve him a mango with a lot of chili powder sprinkled on it, but he couldn't hold it steady and it fell on me."

It turned out to be like this, Shen Daiyi couldn't help laughing: "Why didn't Song Zhiqian do it himself."

"He's lazy." Song Qingyan replied.

Shen Daiyi suggested: "Why don't you take a bath first."

"If you're not in a hurry, I'll wash first."

"You wash it."

Song Qingyan came in and took off the dirty black sweater, grabbing the hem with both hands.

Dressed well and undressed, Shen Daiyi caught a glimpse of the man's back. His back was very powerful, and his waistline was smooth and sharp. A man who has been exercising all the year round, his figure is well exercised.

Her heart beat faster, why, why did she take off her clothes so fast!Don't wait to take it off in the bathroom?

Shen Daiyi gave way to him, she slipped away, and turned to go out.

Song Qingyan saw Shen Daiyi slipping away from the mirror, running really fast like a loach.

There was the sound of water in the bathroom. Sitting on the sofa, Shen Daiyi felt that she was quite far away, but she could still hear the sound of water coming from inside.

In his mind, Song Qingyan's back without clothes kept appearing.

As a doctor, she could tell at a glance that the man's waist was just right.

His hands not only grew on Shen Daiyi's sexual fetish.

As if the body too.

Shen Daiyi nestled on the sofa, to avoid thinking about Song Qingyan's body all the time, she took out her mobile phone to divert her attention.

There are several days of unread messages on WeChat, all of which are New Year greetings from Gu Jiazhi, Zhou Qing and the others.

There is still Huang Ziqi who has not been in touch for a long time: "Junior Sister, Happy New Year."

Shen Daiyi replied one by one.

Gu Jiazhi: "Have you finished the New Year's Eve dinner? My little baby!"

Shen Daiyi: "It's finished, how about you?"

Gu Jiazhi: "Of course it's good to eat, but I'm so annoying. There are a lot of old antiques at home. If I wear a one-shoulder sweater for a while, they will say that I am showing off."

Shen Daiyi: "After all, your family style is strict."

Therefore, she has never understood how the Gu family raised such a bohemian lady like Gu Jiazhi.

The two chatted for a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Song Qingyan finished washing.

He wiped his hair with a towel: "Mrs. Song, it's time for you to wash."