Mr. Zhou’s Little Cutie

You are my most precious gift, and I will slowly unwrap it on the day when I should unwrap it the most.

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Once people have expectations, time flies quickly.

It snowed on New Year's Eve.

There were also a lot of people, so Meng Yutang directly sent everyone to Jinyuan.

Jinyuan is big, and everyone is talking lively and lively. It is rare here to be so fireworks.

Xia Tian's mother, younger brother and Xia Tian were also taken over.

Everyone is here.

It's bustling around.

There are also a lot of people in Jinyuan, those who make dumplings make dumplings, and those who make fillings make fillings. Mu Feng and the others will not just learn it now, and a dumpling is made like a big cake.

Song Chuhan knew how to do it, so she sat there and helped with the bag.

He Xiao was looking at her from the opposite side, he could never have imagined that his own daughter was so big and so young.

Mr. Zhou was also invited here, and he is trying his best to blend in with everyone.

Meng Yutang was driven away, Zhou Beicheng was driven away because of Meng Yutang, and he was driven away by everyone on the grounds that Meng Yutang would not be bored to accompany her to talk.

He had a good time.

Meng Yutang stood at the door watching the snow, Zhou Beicheng took out his coat and put it on for her, then raised his hand to clasp her waist.

Meng Yutang nestled in his arms, and there was already a thick layer of snow on the ground of Jin Garden.

New Year's Eve.

When she spoke, the breath she breathed turned into white mist.

Zhou Beicheng's chin rested on the top of her head: En.

Can I get up early tomorrow?

Hearing this, Meng Yutang couldn't help laughing: If not.

Then let them wait. After all, you will be mine tomorrow. Let's see where you go.

Meng Yutang touched his hand and held it: If I don't run away, I will be reluctant to leave you.

Zhou Beicheng smiled and kissed her forehead.

It's time to eat! Jiaojiao, Beicheng!

Meng Fu said that Meng Yutang had a nickname Jiaojiao, and she was afraid to call it Jiaojiao because she was afraid that Meng Yutang would not like it.

Later, when Meng Yutang found out about it, she said that she liked it very much. After that, she started calling.

The two walked in holding hands.

Come on, you two.

Meng Fu served a big bowl for the two of them.

Then he gave Meng Yutang a pair of chopsticks.

Meng Yutang gave her a puzzled look.

Try it quickly.

?

Meng Fu baked something in it.

It's an old tradition.

Packed three things.

One is bran, which means happiness.

One is coins, implying money.

One is a sugar cube, which means sweetness.

Suspiciously, Meng Yutang took a bite out of their urging.

Bran is shining brightly on the middle filling.

Meng Fu laughed immediately.

Northern city, grab one soon.

Meng Yutang looked at him, put the remaining half in his mouth, and handed him the chopsticks.

Zhou Beicheng took a bite and bit it open, it was a little bit hard, it was a lump of sugar, a bit of it hadn't melted yet, it was full of sweetness after biting it.

Meng Fu's eyes turned red while laughing.

Happiness, sweetness. Beicheng, you have to treat us Jiaojiao well.

I can.

His voice was firm, and no one doubted it.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Zhou Beicheng turned his head and whispered in Meng Yutang's ear.

Candy is mine, and you will be eaten by me sooner or later.

Meng Yutang's ears burned all of a sudden.

He raised his hand under the table and pinched him secretly.

Zhou Beicheng just smiled and held her little hand on her lap.

This year's happy reunion is lively and lively.

It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that everyone went back to their rooms to prepare for rest.

Sleep in Jinyuan tonight.

I have been sweetened to death! It's your turn! Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow! ! !