Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

After the dinner, Shen Hao took the signed contract and returned to the company first.

As for Quan Jingwu, he was so troubled by Nineteen that he had no choice but to take him to buy cakes.

After returning home, Nineteen One happily ran into the living room with a big balloon in his hand, while Quan Jingwu walked slowly behind carrying a cake.

"Hey, Nineteen, this balloon is pretty enough." Quan Mingxuan teased cheekily.

"Daddy bought it." Nineteen raised his little head and mumbled.

Quan Jingwu put down the cake, and Jian Qing came to his side, but her eyes fell on the cake, "Is it also chocolate-flavored today?"

Quan Jingwu held her in his arms and sat down, "Guess."

Jian Qing gave him an elbow and smiled softly, "If you don't guess, I'll eat."

The autumn wind blows, as if the air is filled with the sweetness of cake.

As the New Year approaches, the streets and alleys are filled with a strong New Year flavor.

In order not to travel back and forth between the capital and Country M, Mr. Jian also celebrated the New Year in the capital this year. Jian Luo and Black Jack also rushed back the night before the Spring Festival.

Early in the morning, the two little treasures were running around the living room in red clothes. After a lap, they got the red envelope.

Jian Qing looked at the two little treasures counting red envelopes on the sofa and couldn't help laughing.

She looked sideways at the person next to her and stretched out her plain white hand, "Hubby, where is my red envelope?"

Quan Jingwu pointed to his cheek, his meaning self-evident.

Jian Qing was very polite and kissed him on the face with a "pop" sound.

"Here." Quan Jingwu was already prepared. He took out a big red envelope from his pocket and shook it twice in front of Jian Qing.

Jian Qing's eyes lit up and she immediately grabbed it.

"It's so thin, can it be a check?" She visually inspected the thickness of the red envelope and asked tentatively.

Checks don't have the feeling of counting big red bills.

"You'll know after you take it apart." Quan Jingwu smiled mysteriously.

Jian Qing opened the red envelope and found two tickets.

Before she could ask, the man hugged her and clasped his hands firmly around her waist, "After the New Year, we will go to the world of two for a few days and then come back."

"Abandoning your son again?" Jian Qing glanced at the two little treasures who were having a good time and asked with a smile.

Quan Jingwu hummed calmly, "They are older and should learn to be independent."

The corners of Jian Qing's mouth twitched.

Two years old means grown up and independent?

The overlord of her family has the aura of a tiger father.

"It's settled, no regrets." Quan Jingwu said decisively, kissing her heavily on the lips.

Yeah, yeah, stamp it!

Jian Qing looked at the ticket in her hand, then at her two little treasures, her red lips slightly raised.

Seventeen, nineteen, Mommy didn't leave you behind on purpose.

If you want to bite someone, go to your daddy.

"Hey, it's Chinese New Year and you still stuff people's mouths full of dog food, so that they can't live." In order to avoid his mother's curse of urging marriage, Han Yue came to the Quan family to visit.

The Han family and the Quan family are not far apart, and it only takes ten minutes to drive.

Jian Qing smiled lightly and joked, "If you are envious, go find one quickly."

Han Yue rolled his eyes ungracefully, "Don't stand and talk without your back hurting."

"Why don't you let A-Xuan just make do with it?" Quan Jingwu rarely had a moment of humor.

"puff."

Jian Qing thought of the oolong incident at Qianshizhai last time and smiled unkindly.

"I think this is a good idea."

Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan looked at each other and shook the goosebumps on their hands.

Aversion to cold!

Quan Mingxuan looked at the couple who were laughing like pigs, and said angrily, "You two are almost done. Besides, I am so beautiful, how can I just make do with it? Is this ridiculous?"

Han Yue snorted, "You want to make do with it, but I'm not willing to do it yet. I'm so charming and charming. The women who chase me can go around the capital several times, so it's your turn."

"Romantic and suave?" Quan Mingxuan said rudely, "I think all you have left is romantic."

Han Yue's head was full of black lines, "Hey, Quan Mingxuan, will you die if you don't confront me for a day?"

"I won't die, but I feel uncomfortable all over." Quan Mingxuan said calmly.

The two quarreled back and forth, and as for the two instigators, Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu, they had already taken the opportunity to escape.

"Seventeen, nineteen, come here and get a red envelope from this weirdo." Quan Mingxuan turned his eyes and shouted to the two little treasures on the sofa opposite.

The two little treasures seemed to be addicted to receiving red envelopes. When they heard that there was a red envelope, their chubby little bodies slid off the sofa and ran towards Quan Mingxuan.

"Quan Mingxuan, why do I look like a monster?" Han Yue said angrily.

Quan Mingxuan pretended to look at him seriously and said quietly, "It doesn't look like him."

"Uncle, Happy New Year."

The two little treasures stretched out their little hands, and their soft and soft voices were irresistible.

"Red envelope, red envelope."

Facing the two little treasures' shining eyes, Han Yue felt extremely stressed.

How could he remember that there was a red envelope when he came here?

Quan Mingxuan said sarcastically, "Tsk, tsk, you don't even give red envelopes to children. Ah Yue, your character is getting worse every year."

"..."

Is it better to see blood during the Chinese New Year?

Han Yue took out his wallet. In addition to cards, there was only one big banknote left in it, which looked a little lonely.

Quan Mingxuan had already expected this result, and laughed loudly and said, "Ah Yue, are you so poor that you only have one hundred yuan left?"

I can't bear it anymore, no need to bear it anymore.

Han Yuejun's face darkened, he took out the remaining one hundred yuan and slapped it directly on his face.

"Snapped--"

Seventeen and Nineteen held their faces in their hands, their red mouths slightly open.

"Han Yue, do you want to go to the hospital for the Chinese New Year?" Quan Mingxuan randomly grabbed the banknotes from his face, then hooked him around the neck and choked him.

The two were wrestling on the sofa, and red bills fell to the floor.

Seventeen ran over and picked it up, then gave it to Nineteen. He had the potential to control his younger brother, "Nineteen, buy a lollipop."

Nineteen grabbed the big banknotes and smiled so hard that his teeth went blind.

Sure enough, Seventeen is the best!

The two little treasures walked to the kitchen hand in hand to find Ruiyi for food.

For a moment, the only sounds left in the living room were the sounds of Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan arguing with each other.

"Let go!"

"You let go first."

"Damn, Quan Mingxuan, you are a dog."

"Han Yue, when did you learn to do what women do and pull your hair when fighting?"

"What are you two doing?" Mr. Quan had just finished calling a few friends to say New Year's greetings. He walked in and saw the two people on the sofa, with complicated expressions on their wrinkled old faces.

"grandfather!"

"Grandpa Quan!"

Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue sat up at the same time, straightened their slightly messy hair and collars, put their knees on their knees, and looked like good students.

"Aren't you childish for such grown-up people to still fight and fight?" Mr. Quan raised his hand and gave both of them a chestnut.

The two looked at each other, Han Yue snorted, and Quan Mingxuan snorted, full of dislike for each other.

"You two, don't be idle. Amo is helping hanging the lanterns outside. You two go and help." Mr. Quan said.

Quan Mingxuan stood up, aimed at Han Yue's foot and stepped on it, then ran out quickly.

This kick was not light, and Han Yue blushed instantly.

Definitely bruised.

"Quan Mingxuan, stop right here."

A mushroom cloud formed above Han Yue's head at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he ducked and chased after him.

Mr. Quan shook his head and muttered.

How unstable!

During the Chinese New Year, the servants all went back for the holidays.

Mrs. Quan and others cooked a full New Year's Eve dinner, and Mr. Jian and others also came over to the old house to have New Year's Eve dinner together.

The lights were bright and the Quan family was filled with laughter and laughter.

Not long after the New Year's Eve dinner, Quan Mingxuan and Bai Jue suggested having a barbecue in the open space of the courtyard.

There is strength in numbers, and within a short while, the aroma of barbecue spreads far and wide, attracting Xueqiu to squat next to the barbecue grill and refuse to leave.

The moonlight lengthened everyone's shadows. Jian Qing leaned in Quan Jingwu's arms and looked at the crowd not far away, with the corners of her lips curling up slightly.

She turned around and raised her head to meet the man's bright purple eyes, "Xiao Jing, do you still remember the first time we met?"

Quan Jingwu's smile deepened, and his eyes were full of tenderness that was unique to her, "Of course I remember that some confused guy bumped into my arms and ran away in panic."

As he spoke, he lifted her chin with his fingertips, "Was I that scary then, huh?"

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows, raised her hand to touch his purple eyes, and smiled evilly, "A big monster who can confuse people's hearts, do you think it's scary?"

"hehe."

Quan Jingwu chuckled, and with that magnetic voice he sounded again, "Then, let's be each other."

He was a great evildoer, and so was she. That collision destined her to be a disaster that he could not escape, but he was happy with it.

Jian Qing smiled widely, wrapped her slender arms around his waist, stood on tiptoes and whispered in his ear, "Happy New Year, hubby!"

Before he finished speaking, fireworks exploded in the night sky, shining brightly, illuminating their eyes, and the depths of their eyes were filled with only each other's shadows.

"Damn, Han Yue, you bastard, where are you going to light the fire?" Quan Mingxuan's furious voice penetrated the sky.

It turned out that when Han Yue was tinkering with the charcoal fire, he accidentally lit the hem of Quan Mingxuan's sweater and almost burned his butt.

Thanks to Quan Yimo's quick reaction, he picked up a bucket of water and poured it on directly, otherwise the barbecue would turn into roasting people.

In the middle of winter, what does it feel like to be splashed with cold water?

Quan Mingxuan said he wanted to kill people, so he didn't bother to change out of his wet clothes and chased Han Yue all over the yard with a barbecue fork.

Others were eating meat and watching the show, laughing so hard that they burst into tears.

"Black Jack, does this scene look familiar?" Jian Luo took a bite of the chicken leg and smiled meaningfully.

Black Jack curled his lips, "What do you think?"

Bai Jue heard what the two of them were saying and intervened, "Familiarity is familiar, but Luo Xiaobai, Black Jack and I were much worse off than Han Yue back then. It's all thanks to you and your sister."

"What are you talking about me?" Jian Qing followed the voice.

"You and your wife are said to be very loving." Bai Jue said in a cowardly manner.

Jian Qing pulled her lips and smiled, "I guess you are sensible."

The laughter continued, and with the cold wind of winter, it drifted far and far away...

Thank you all for accompanying me all the way. Wenwen has finally reached the finale. The extra chapter will be officially updated starting tomorrow. I hope that I can continue to accompany you all, okay...