I, Qinghuan

On New Year's Eve, most of the Shenwu crew chose to stay on the crew to celebrate the New Year.

Li Dong also thoughtfully gave the whole group a day off.Not only did he have a holiday, but he also found an outsourcer and found a hotel to hold a New Year's Eve banquet.Originally, this was just an internal dinner party for the crew, so that everyone could get together to have a good New Year's Eve dinner, but Li Dong and the producer worked together to attract the sponsorship of the popular short video platform, and tonight's crew The banquet will be broadcast live on the mobile phone.

In this way, not only did they get a large amount of advertising fees, but they could also give "Shen Wu" some exposure in advance.Both Zhu Qinghuan and Xia Shan are top stars, and there will definitely be a large number of fans watching. When they make the live broadcast to the top of the live broadcast hot list of the day, they will attract a group of passers-by to join in the fun.At that time, the drama, actors, and live broadcast platform will be a win-win situation.

Zhu Qinghuan hadn't planned to attend this banquet, but now things have turned sour. This is not a simple New Year's Eve dinner for the crew, it is a commercial event.Since it has something to do with interests, she can't decide whether to go or not.

Of course, Li Dong will not let go of Nanyang's enthusiasm. Her marriage with Zhu Qinghuan is now attracting a lot of attention. If she can appear in the live broadcast with Zhu Qinghuan in the same frame, he and the sponsor's father can laugh a lot Two pleats come.

Li Dong contacted Nan Yang with anxiety.He could see that Nan Yang didn't like to join in the fun. After all, the Mei family was behind him, so there was nothing he could do if he didn't want to come.However, Nan Yang unexpectedly agreed, and he agreed very readily.She only asked Li Dong one question: Will Qing Huan go?

Li Dong said of course, Nan Yang said, then I will go too.

At five o'clock in the afternoon on New Year's Eve, the crew had almost arrived at the Fengxian Building where the banquet had been scheduled.On the first floor of the building, a hall was specially opened for them as a venue. The venue was decorated in red. After all, during the Chinese New Year, there were red paper lanterns hanging around, Spring Festival couplets were pasted at the entrance, and red balloons hung on the chandeliers. It was full of New Year flavor. .Xia Shan arrived early, and his assistant kept telling him some things. He looked like his left ear went in and his right ear came out, and he just looked around to find Zhu Qinghuan.

At about six o'clock, Xiaoye's nanny car arrived at the hotel entrance.

Nan Yang and Zhu Qinghuan got out of the car together.Although there is a live broadcast today, it is not a major event after all, and there is no need to wear a dress, everyday clothes are enough.

Zhu Qinghuan was wearing a light blue woolen coat with a camel cashmere scarf around her neck. The coat was unbuttoned, revealing the beige turtleneck sweater inside.She was dressed plainly and had light makeup, but with her long curly hair draped over her head, no matter how plain her dress was, there was an enchanting aura that made one couldn't help but look at her with lustful eyes.

Nan Yang stood beside her and took off his down jacket as soon as he entered the hotel.She is wearing a white shirt by Ann Deuleester today, which is different from ordinary white shirts. This is a shirt with a European court style. It has wide puff sleeves on both sides, and the sleeves have ties inside the upper arms and elbows. Tightened, the long lace was intricately knotted and hung behind her elbow joints.As soon as she raised her arm, she could see those beautiful ties swinging back and forth, which was very beautiful.

Such court-style shirts usually open the neckline to reveal some collarbone.But Nan Yang still fastened every button tightly.

Zhu Qinghuan can't help but secretly watch Nanyang.This shirt complements her temperament very well.Retro, elegant and extravagant.

In the middle of the venue, a mobile phone for live broadcasting has been set up, and the surrounding area has been specially arranged by Li Dong. He has prepared many interesting links for the audience to watch today.

On the first table are bundles of bamboo strips and folded red cloth. Let everyone make lanterns together to warm up the scene.On the second table are three stacks of couplet papers, each of the protagonists wrote a couplet, and then reposted it on Weibo to draw a lottery for fans.On the third table are arranged flour and clear water for everyone to make dumplings together, which involves a small game.In addition to these three tables, there is a circle of long tables on the periphery, which are filled with all kinds of desserts, cakes, and red wine drinks, which can be taken at any time.

Assistant director Qian Dao saw Nan Yang and Zhu Qinghuan coming, so he beckoned them to the mobile phone of the live broadcast, and asked them to say hello to the long-awaited fans.

"Come, come, Zhuzhu and Boss Nan that you have been looking forward to for a long time have arrived," Qian Dao used to be a host, and his tongue is smooth, and he will come. For the crown you sent, thank you [Boss Nan is about to debut] for the colorful fireworks, thank you [Zhu Zhu must be on top] for the carnival, and wish all fans in the live broadcast room a happy new year! Everyone, don’t forget to double-tap the screen, double-tap double-tap! Double-tap Little heart!"

Zhu Qinghuan followed suit and said a few words asking for a double click.Qian Dao was very excited to host, regardless of Nan Yang's willingness or not, he booed at the screen and asked Nan Yang to say a few words.

Nan Yang's expression was not very good-looking.Zhu Qinghuan was so scruples that she was broadcasting live, she quietly pulled the tie on Nanyang's puff sleeves, and shook her head at her.

Nan Yang gritted her teeth, suppressed her displeasure, looked at the camera, and squeezed out a few words from between her lips and teeth:

"Old iron...double...strike, 6...66."

Qing Huan looked at Nan Yang with a complicated face.

The expression on that face was really gloomy, more like saying: Old Tie, if you dare to double-click, I will make the grass on your grave grow into 666 next year.

Zhu Qinghuan ignored the frenzied barrage on the public screen of her mobile phone, and hurriedly dragged Nan Yang away from the camera.She pinched Nan Yang's puff sleeves with her fingers, led her to find a quiet corner of the dining table, brought her a small plate, and asked her to get the cake by herself.

There was still no smile in Nan Yang's eyebrows, but it was much more relaxed than before.She quietly held her own small plate, picked up colorful desserts one after another, and put them in until they piled up into a hill.

"Don't eat so much, I'll make dumplings later." Zhu Qinghuan lightly hit the back of Nan Yang's hand with the fork in her hand.

As expected, Nan Yang withdrew his hand and didn't take it anymore.

There is a kind of lollipop-shaped cake, which is round and covered with a layer of blue chocolate, with a paper stick inserted on it for easy eating.Nan Yang held a small plate in one hand and squeezed a lollipop cake into his mouth with the other.One cheek was bulged by her stuffing, round like a hamster.

Her eyes narrowed as she ate it.Qing Huan noticed her little expression and knew that she liked to eat this, so she took another one and put it on Nan Yang's plate, "I'll give you another one."

Nan Yang took it readily, before he finished chewing the one in his mouth, he stuffed the new one into the empty cheek on the other side.

Both sides bulged together, more like a hamster.

"Eat it after you swallow it," Zhu Qinghuan sighed helplessly, poured a glass of soda and handed it to Nan Yang, "Why are you so greedy."

Nan Yang took the soda, chewed and swallowed slowly, and then took a sip of water.

Cheng also arrived tomorrow night. Today she was wearing a festive red coat and a brown scarf. As soon as she entered the venue, she came to say "Happy New Year" to Nan Yang with a smile.

After the live broadcast over there, Li Dong and Qian Dao began to ask everyone to go to the first table to make lanterns.

The bamboo slices and red cloth were divided into small portions according to a fixed amount, and everyone had a portion, and the protagonists stood next to their portion, frowning and pondering.Nan Yang thought she and Qing Huan would cook together, but Li Dong prepared a separate one for her.

Her hand is not convenient.Moreover, even if it was convenient, she would not be able to do this kind of work. It couldn't be done 3000 years ago.

As soon as the bamboo sticks were in my hand, I gave it a light nest, and it broke with a "snap".

Nan Yang looked at the broken bamboo stick in his hand, suddenly raised his eyes, looked at Qing Huan, and said, "Teach me."

Qing Huan has always done these things well, and at this moment she is also doing her share carefully, when she heard Nan Yang calling her, she didn't raise her head, and just said: "I will teach you later, you do it yourself first."

"No. You teach me." Nan Yang frowned slightly.

"Wait a moment."

Zhu Qinghuan still focused on the lantern in her hand.

Nan Yang looked at the split bamboo strips in his hand for a while, then threw them back on the table angrily.

She lowered her head, looked at the red cloth with bamboo strips pressed under her fingertips, and remembered that year's New Year's Eve again.

After dinner that night, 17-year-old Qing Huan came to her bedroom to teach her how to make lanterns.At that time, they were not together, she was still a high-ranking lord, and she was still a gentle and humble little apprentice.Qing Huan patiently taught her every step of making a lantern, but she couldn't learn it, so Qing Huan walked up to her, held her hand, and wanted to guide her to explore.

And she pulled her hand away almost the moment Qing Huan covered the back of her hand.

She said to Qing Huan coldly: Don't touch me.

Under the candlelight, Qing Huan's hands hanging awkwardly in mid-air, as well as the gloomy and painful eyes, seemed to be still shaking slightly with the dim light in front of her eyes.

Nan Yang's brows furrowed a little more.

Recalling all the past, unexpectedly full of regret.

She was in a trance when she suddenly felt someone point her finger on the back of her hand.She looked up, and saw Qinghuan standing in front of her in a warm beige turtleneck sweater, holding a brand new bamboo strip in her hand: "I'm here to teach you."

The fingers resting on the table shrank instantly.

Nan Yang lowered his voice and asked very softly:

"...Hold my hand and teach, is that okay?"

Zhu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, her ears were a little red, she looked around, the mobile phone watching the live broadcast was filming here, subconsciously wanted to refuse.

Nan Yang saw her hesitation and lowered his eyes: "Forget it."

"I... I'll teach." She relented again.

Every time Nan Yang showed a little disappointment, she couldn't help but compromise.She herself couldn't figure out why, as if it was an innate instinct.

Zhu Qinghuan's height is two centimeters shorter than Nan Yang's. She is standing behind Nan Yang's left, with her right arm wrapped around Nan Yang's waist, resting on Nan Yang's right hand, and her left hand also goes around and touches Nan Yang's left thumb. .This pose is too ambiguous, it looks like she is hugging Nan Yang tightly from behind, and because she wants to look down at the bamboo below, her chin will rub against the shirt on Nan Yang's shoulder, making her more intimate.

It was the first time she was so close to Nan Yang.

Nan Yang never wears perfume, but when she got closer, she discovered that there was an elegant fragrance of plum blossoms on her body.It seems that she has been immersed in the plum garden for thousands of years, and the fragrance has penetrated into the bone marrow, unobtrusive and natural.

She smelled the fragrance of plum blossoms on Nan Yang's body, and her thoughts gradually became blurred.For some reason, she suddenly wanted to tighten her arms, hug Nan Yang into her arms, rub her long hair, and kiss her earlobe.

If she really hugged her, would this cold woman lie on her shoulder obediently?

Maybe...she would still bend over to her ear, exhale warm and humid breath, and whisper something, what she said to herself on the day they got married——

"I like you."

Snapped.

The bamboo piece broke again.

After Qing Huan came back to her senses, her face turned crimson.

Her fingers were still covering the back of Nan Yang's hand, and Nan Yang's hand was holding a piece of bamboo that seemed to have been cut in two.Ragged strands of wood rose from the cracks of the bamboo slices, shaking tremblingly in mid-air.

An indifferent voice came from the front:

"Your fingertips are hot."