On New Year’s Eve, thousands of households are lit up with bright lights. Red is the standard for New Year’s in this space-time world. Even the roads have turned red tonight.

Strings of red lanterns are hung on the lampposts on both sides of the street, paving the road into straight red silk strips under the night, and the colorful lights hanging on the books almost illuminate the sky into daytime.

The black off-road vehicle was driving alone on the road, but the car was very lively. The two people in the driver's cab kept arguing along the way, and the back seat seemed much deserted.

Jiang You and Wei Yiming turned their heads to the window respectively. What others couldn't see was that their hands were tightly pulled together on the seat.

The temperature outside had dropped below zero, and the heater in the car was fully turned on. Gradually, a layer of moisture was smoked out of the car windows.

Jiang You wiped the car window casually, and countless lights broke through the fog and shone on his face. Through the water-drenched glass, a fine layer of bright color was projected on the bottom of his eyes, and the golden color in his pupils was even more dazzling.

Wei Yiming held his hand tightly.

Who knows, feeling his movement, the hand immediately broke free from his grasp, and dishonestly moved to his thigh.

"..."

Wei Yiming, who got himself on fire for no reason, wanted to take that paw away, but was worried that he would make more noise in front of others, so he simply endured it.

Then, he saw Jiang You's mouth twitching into a smirk, and he slowly moved his hand up...

It's just too big!

Wei Yiming took a deep breath and pressed the back of his hand, but he couldn't stop the situation from continuing to develop—the hand slid across his thigh with his hand.

"Wang Ke!"

For some unknown reason, he subconsciously called Wang Ke's name. Fortunately, Jiang You's hand stopped for a moment and slowly retracted.

Wei Yiming breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Wang Ke who was discussing dumpling stuffing turned around and asked, "What's wrong, boss?"

"It's stuffed with mutton!" Wei Yiming grasped at the last word he just heard like a straw.

Wang Ke agreed in a repeated tone: "That's good, that's good!"

He pushed the arm of Ba Shanyu who was driving: "Look, the boss has the same taste as me!"

Ba Shanyu glanced at him, and said lightly, "Eat too much mutton and get angry."

Wang Ke raised his chin arrogantly: "What's the fire? I have to mend it, it's so cold!"

Ba Shanyu didn't speak any more.

Jiang You was unusually silent, but Wei Yiming started to feel a little uneasy, occasionally glanced at him, but found that his gaze had been fixed on a spot outside the car window, as if he had never moved.

There were few cars on the road, Wang Ke drove all the way, and soon entered the villa area.

"Make dumplings——"

It seems that with Wang Ke here, this world will never be left alone.

He and Ba Shanyu put the bag in the kitchen, rolled up their arms and sleeves, and started working. After washing their hands, they kneaded noodles and stuffed stuffing, as if they were at home.

On the contrary, the official owner Wei Yiming had nothing to do, Jiang You just stared at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

He first stared at Jiang You in the living room for a while, then he stood up and went to the kitchen to help. Soon, he found that his sudden appearance was unnecessary, so he wanted to leave the kitchen.

"Don't go, boss, make dumplings." Wang Ke raised his hand, rubbed his nose, and then yelled at the living room, "Brother Jiang, come make dumplings?"

Hearing that he was going to recruit Jiang You, Wei Yiming's forehead twitched with veins, and he couldn't say anything, so he put on his apron silently.

Soon, he remembered that he didn't know how to make dumplings. The last time he made dumplings seemed to be in the elementary school labor education class.

Wang Ke found that he couldn't either.

Not to mention Jiang You.

The three of them looked at each other, and at the same time, they looked at Ba Shanyu. He had already rolled out more than a dozen round dumpling wrappers under his hands, so they started to divide them up in front of them.

Jiang You saw that the gnocchi on the chopping board turned into thin round cakes after a few strokes. He felt miraculous. He picked up the rolling pin and tried it a few times, and he poked big holes in the dough without exception.

Wang Ke, a theoretical student, laughed loudly: "Attention, Brother Jiang, if you continue to hustle like this, we will only be able to drink a piece of soup!"

Jiang You glanced at the stuff he called "dumplings" wrapped in front of him, they were not at all the same as those sold in the freezer in the shopping mall, and couldn't help retorting: "What are you? It is easy to roll out, and you reunite it?"

Wang Ke was speechless, turned his head to look at the finished products in front of Wei Yiming, and immediately shook his head proudly: "Look at your house... the boss made it, it's not as good as mine! Look at it, it's still exposed It's stuffing!"

Wei Yiming, whose innocence was harmed: "..."

In the end, the dumpling beauty contest ended with three people being kicked out of the kitchen by Chef Ba.

Ba Shanyu was alone, and finally brought the dumplings to the table before the New Year's Eve. Wei Yiming and Wang Ke simply prepared a hot pot banquet. Just like last time, the four of them sat around with red wine, and they really had a kindness. "feel like home.

Wang Ke took out an ugly and cute dumpling from the steaming plate, and put it in the Bashan Yu bowl: "Come on, this is made by brother."

"How did you see that?" Although Ba Shanyu was curious, he blew and ate.

"Brother's dumplings are round anyway. Boss is making a canoe. Brother Jiang made two dumplings in 15 minutes. Here, isn't it there?" Wang Ke pointed to a dumpling on the plate with his chopsticks, " There are fingerprints on it!"

"..." Jiang You glanced at him, imitating what he did just now, picked up the dumpling with deep fingerprints and put it on the plate in front of Wei Yiming.

With a slight smile on Wei Yiming's face, he bit off half of the "beast" that was three times the size of an ordinary dumpling.

It doesn't matter whether the taste is good or the shape is right, they are talking and laughing, even Jiang You has changed from the usual indifference, occasionally making jokes with Wang Ke.

Perhaps it is the reason for the steam above the hot pot, all of which give people an unreal feeling.

They tacitly avoided talking about their actions five days later, until the melodious bell echoed in the villas, Wei Yiming glanced at his watch, it was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

He picked up the wine glass: "Come on, Happy New Year, cheers!"

"cheers--"

"cheers--"

"Yo ho ho ho—"

The four glasses filled with red wine touched each other lightly. If there were no more blessings, they all thought that the current atmosphere was the best, as if saying one more word would be a kind of destruction.

A meal lasted until two o'clock in the morning, Ba Shanyu and Wang Ke insisted on going back, Wei Yimin didn't keep them, and silently cleaned up the mess.

Jiang You went back to the room to take a shower, and when he came down, Wei Yiming was washing the dishes, he walked over lightly, hugged him from behind, his forehead just happened to be attached to the back of his round head.

He rubbed his head, deliberately messed up his hair, and moaned: "Sir..."

Wei Yiming didn't stop washing the dishes, and taught with a straight face: "On the day of the League Meeting, whoever said it only once, don't always push yourself..."

Then, he froze.

Jiang You bit his shoulder through the clothes, and gnawed up a little bit: "Is that the end of what you did in the car?"

"..." Wei Yiming shook his hand, and the plate fell back into the sink with a "click".

Before the objection could be spoken, he was carried upstairs by the bully.

The sky was cloudy, and there were scattered snowflakes outside the window.

The heavy curtains were only half drawn, and Jiang You carefully traced Wei Yiming's appearance in the dim light.

These days, he has been busy coordinating with all parties to counterattack the Backlight World. He is really exhausted. When he wakes up, the sky is dark and his breathing is a little heavy. His strong chest rises and falls slightly with his breathing.

He tilted his head sideways, his black hair was scattered on the snow-white pillow, covering the scar on his forehead, and his curled arms straightened the loose pajamas, revealing the deep dimple of his neck.

Jiang You seemed to have discovered a new continent. He moved to the edge of his neck and sniffed, stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick and lick, and couldn't help but nibble a couple of bites on the slightly protruding collarbone.

His heavy breathing became a little short, Wei Yiming finally opened his eyes slowly, and glanced at the dark sky outside the window.

He protested feebly: "I said you... what time is it..."

Jiang You glanced at the wall clock: "Eight o'clock."

Wei Yiming: "!"

Group leader Wei rarely overslept.

He yawned, sat up, and was about to go to the floor to wash, but was dragged back to the bed by a strong hand.

"...I have to go..." He hurriedly grabbed his collar.

"Don't go today, rest and recuperate." Jiang You kissed him on the forehead, "Besides, Deputy Team Leader Ba will call you if something happens."

Wei Yiming moved his head, avoided the clingy wolf cub, covered his mouth and yawned: "Are you sure he will go to the base to work today?"

Jiang You was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and giggled against his forehead.

"Mutton is very hot."

Wei Yiming tilted his head slightly, smelling the fresh scent of shampoo on his hair, feeling annoyed and amused in his heart, raised his arm and rubbed his fluffy hair, and then pushed hard on his chest: "Get up, I Going to work."

Jiang You was indifferent, but buried his head in his deep neck: "Don't go, it's the first day of the new year..."

"...you really, get up!"

"Don't go..."

After struggling for a long time, Wei Yiming finally compromised.

The future is unpredictable. Anyway, there is really nothing important at the temporary base. Before the big war comes, let's be willful once and for all!

Although the heater was turned on, it was cold in the winter room. Wei Yiming was nestled in bed and refused to get up, so Jiang You stayed with him, sniffing here and touching there, like a hungry little Wolfhound.

Wei Yiming pushed away his heavy head, stared at his shining golden eyes for a while, and sighed: "I don't know what kind of world the backlighting world is like."

Jiang You stopped moving, and lay down obediently on his side, allowing himself to face him.

The eyes of the two met, looking at their own reflections in each other's eyes.

After a long while, Jiang Youcai said, "According to the meaning of the mother tree, it must not be a good place for human beings."

"But you belonged there originally, so you never thought about it..." Wei Yiming hesitated to speak, "Go back?"

"Go back?" Jiang You blinked, "Why?"

Wei Yiming organized his language: "Listening to your description, I have a feeling that you and him are the orthodox creatures of the universe, and we, the species that evolved freely, are indeed... ants, as he said. "

The word "ant" is a bit difficult to say, but he can't ignore it. What is in front of him now exists side by side with the oldest creatures in the universe. It is not too much to say that it is one of the world's creator gods.

Jiang You bit his lips hard, and said viciously: "You talk nonsense!"

Wei Yiming laughed: "If you take the initiative to go back, you can be the masters of the universe together, how great it is!"

Jiang You pressed hard on him, nibbling around like punishment, laughing so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Enough of the squabbling, Jiang You rolled away from Wei Yiming and stared fixedly at Ruixue flying outside the window for a while.

"I'm not interested in the master of the universe at all."

"All I want is a light."

"It was in the past, and it is even more so now!"

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感谢在2021-10-2309:00:00~2021-10-2409:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Luoxia Solitary Duck;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: Fireworks are easy to be cold. 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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