The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

Shen Sui pretended to yawn and smiled like a fox, "I'm tired, I'll do it for you."

Fu Yanchi originally wanted to refuse, but Shen Sui looked like he had bad intentions. But when he saw Ling Yun sitting next to him, he started to think again. He cleared his throat and was about to talk to Ling Yun. But Shen Yi blocked him back.

Shen Yi raised his fist at Fu Yanchi, secretly arguing, "Anyone named Fu, stay away from her!"

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Shen Zhiyi, who was half a beat slower than his wife and son, stood up and said, "Ahem, I'm going to check out the kitchen. Xiaoyi, you can play for me for a while."

"Okay!" Shen Yi glared at Fu Yanchi with a warning look. After he sat down, Shen Sui raised his hand and glanced at the time on the watch, then ran upstairs like a gust of wind. Mo Sanning raised his eyes. She glanced at him and said, "Why is he running upstairs in such a hurry?"

Except for Ling Yun, everyone in the Shen family had unexplained smiles on their faces. Mo Sanning had goosebumps all over his body when he looked at her. This look was so scary.

At this moment, Shen Yi slapped the table and glanced at Fu Yanchi with dismay, "I'll make it!"

As a result, at the Shen family's card table, the person in charge of the overall situation changed from Ling Yun to Shen Yi, and the loser became the Fu family's mother and son. Mo Sanning now regrets coming to the Shen family.

Even if he comes to the Shen family again in the future, it won't be too late to bring Fu Yan. His son is simply a pig teammate.

On the second floor of Shen's house, when Shen Sui cautiously opened the door to his room, Tang Ruoyu was sitting on the bed in a daze holding the quilt. Shen Sui touched the top of her hair and unconsciously raised a dazzling smile on his lips, "Wake up. ?”

A blush came over Tang Ruoyu's face. She lowered her head shyly and agreed in a low voice, "Yes."

"Going downstairs?" Shen Sui's eyes dimmed. He pressed the switch on the wall and the warm orange light instantly replaced the bright incandescent light.

A touch of ambiguity lingered around the two of them, and Tang Ruoyu felt that her face was burning, like it was on fire. If she went downstairs like this, she would definitely be laughed at.

She tightened the quilt on her chest and looked at Shen Sui with wet eyes, "Can you not go down?"

"Of course." The corners of Shen Sui's lips raised, and the next second the hot breath hit his face. Tang Ruoyu reached out and pushed him, scolding softly, "What are you going to do?"

Shen Sui took her hand and led her to stop somewhere, his eyes were dark and gloomy, and the color in his voice was not concealed at all, "New Year's Eve."

Tang Ruoyu clung to her lover tightly, and the sound of the new bells on her feet became even clearer and sweeter.

Downstairs, Mo Sanning's mentality gradually exploded when Shen Yi said "I'm with you!" She finally understood Tang Xingman's look just now. She was in urgent need of such a person to save her now.

God was always so kind to her. As soon as she had this thought, the doorbell rang, and Shen Zhiyi, wearing a pink apron, looked at the person outside the door with a puzzled look on her face, "Old Fu?!"

Fu Mingchen only saw Mo Sanning sitting in the living room, "A Ning!"

Mo Sanning was stunned. She didn't expect that Fu Mingchen would come to find her and her mother.

Fu Yanchi finally looked away from Ling Yun and looked at the person standing at the door with a surprised expression. Was he right? His father actually came to Shen Lai.

"Fu Mingchen, what are you doing here?" Mo Sanning curled his lips.

Fu Mingchen found a bench and sat next to Mo Sanning, "I'll take you home for the New Year."

Mo Sanning moved to the side uncomfortably, played a hand of cards at random and went out. As soon as he put down the cards, Ling Yun curled his lips and smiled, "What a nonsense."

Mo Sanning glanced at him sideways, and then sneered, "What? There are so many people at home spending the New Year with you, is it too few?"

Fu Mingchen's eyes flashed with hurt, "A Ning..."

Mo Sanning stood up in a hurry, crossed his arms across his chest, and said in a mocking voice, "If you think there are too few, go find a few more. Anyway, there are plenty of them out there."

Tang Xingman, who was hiding aside and secretly eavesdropping, pinched Shen Zhiyi's arm with the same disdain in his eyes, "What a scumbag, you know it's too late to have a wife and children when you're older."

Shen Zhiyi smiled helplessly and looked at Fu Mingchen with some sympathy. Fu Mingchen had a lot of fun when he was young, but now he is so miserable. This man is not dead yet. There are so many boys who care about the family property. Now there is no one around him who treats him sincerely. There are no people, it’s so miserable.

Fu Mingchen passed his pleading look to his son beside him, "Yanchi..."

Fu Yanchi and his mother were obviously in the same boat. For so many years, his biological son had been suppressed by illegitimate children in the Fu family. If his mother hadn't come back, he would have been abandoned by the Fu family long ago.

The undisguised look of disappointment on her son's face made Mo Sanning feel pain in her heart. She stood in front of Fu Yanchi with a look of hostility on her face, "Fu Mingchen, if you want to go back, go back by yourself. We won't go back."

The guilt deep in Fu Mingchen's heart was like a flame, burning him all the time. Even when he raised his eyes quietly, his eyes were full of frustration, "Aning, I was wrong. Come back with me. I will treat you twice as well, and those at home, I will ask them to move away."

Mo Sanning sneered and shrugged nonchalantly, "Oh, are they willing?"

Shen Yi didn't know when he sat next to Ling Yun, leaned on her shoulder, yawned with his eyes blurred, Ling Yun rubbed his short hair, "Are you sleepy?"

"A bit." Shen Yi rubbed the crook of her neck and found a comfortable position. Ling Yun whispered softly, "Shen Yi, let's go upstairs and rest first."

Later, Shen Yi didn't know how he ended up lying on his bed, but he just held Ling Yun and slept soundly.

"10.9.8.7...3.2.1" As the countdown sounded, "Bang Bang Bang Bang" the fireworks outside burst into bloom. Shen Yi woke up from the bed and kissed the top of the hair of the person in his arms, "Ling Yun, New Year hapiness."

Ling Yun's thoughts completely stopped at this moment. She listened to the strong beating heartbeat and tears flashed in her eyes, "Shen Yi, Happy New Year."

This was the first New Year's Eve for the two of them together. Shen Yi was obviously a little excited. He rolled his eyes, turned over and pressed Ling Yun under him. The next second, they kissed her delicately.

Contrary to his fiery nature, Ling Yun's body was as cold as ice. No matter how enthusiastic Shen Yi was, Ling Yun's body seemed to be unable to warm up. No matter how nervous Shen Yi was, he still noticed something was wrong with her.

He lowered his head and looked directly at the girl beneath him, his eyes filled with worry, "Ling Yun, are you cold?"

"Cold?" Ling Yun was slightly startled. She stared into Shen Yi's eyes, feeling a burst of panic in her heart for no reason. She pushed Shen Yi away suddenly and began to rummage through the room.