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"That's right." Gu Zhao raised his hand: "I'll say the last word."

"Brother Yu, when will you bring your sister-in-law back to the old house?" He said, "Tell me, save me from going to the wrong place."

Although Brother Yu usually doesn't go home very often, he always returns to the old house every year before New Year's Eve. This year is different. His relationship with his sister-in-law has been confirmed, and he will definitely bring her back with him.

"........."

The hot pot balls in his mouth suddenly lost their taste, and Cheng Xiyu lowered his eyes and picked up a potato chip that he usually doesn't like to eat but is the closest to him: "Let's talk."

"Ah? Not sure yet—" Gu Zhao wanted to say more, but someone suddenly stuffed a hot mutton roll into his mouth, and just after he fished it out, he didn't spit it out with his amazing willpower.
He slowed down a few times, before he could taste anything, he swallowed it whole: "Mu Mu, you put the meat for me, I am very grateful to you."

Gu Zhao said earnestly: "Don't pinch next time."

Well done, don't do it next time.

"Eat yours." Xiang Jiamu fished some more slices of mutton into his eyes, which attracted Lin Miaomiao's jealous eyes. He had no choice but to fish some more slices for Lin Miaomiao,
Being interrupted like this, Gu Zhao also forgot what he wanted to ask, and started a new round of meat grabbing.
They are all young ladies from aristocratic families, who really lacks this thing, but rushing to eat is indeed much more delicious than a person.

Jiang Shu fished out hot mutton rolls from under the chopsticks of the two "tiger wolves",

Cheng Xiyu looked at the extra hot mutton rolls in the bowl, and his voice was very soft in the steaming hot pot: "...Is this to compensate me?"

The sound of the hot pot soup boiling continuously, Jiang Shu faintly heard what he said, but didn't hear clearly, she just felt that Cheng Xiyu's mood suddenly sank.

In the second half, Cheng Xiyu remained silent.The whole space was filled with the voices of Gu Zhao and Lin Miaomiao bickering. Did the two ask Jia Mu for comment?
Xiang Jiamu glanced at Cheng Xiyu who looked indifferent,

He was absent-minded, and Jiang Shu next to him seemed to have noticed something, pursed his lips, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes. .

However, the two people over there were still arguing about who ate the most. They didn't notice the weird atmosphere here, and Xiang Jiamu calmly persuaded Gu Zhao and Lin Miaomiao to go home. It was getting late and there were not many lamps on the way down the mountain. Street lights are not safe any later.

The two of them didn't have any objections. After helping to clean up the dining table together, they walked out of the villa door, and they could still hear the faint chattering sound.

The huge villa suddenly fell silent,
Cheng Xiyu put the dishes into the dishwasher, turned around and saw Jiang Shu mopping the floor,
"I'll do it." Cheng Xiyu took the mop and mopped up some stains.

During this process, Jiang Shu has been standing behind him and watching him. The president of a well-known company is either doing housework or cooking for her at home.

What is Cheng Xiyu planning?

She thought so, and asked the same question.

Cheng Xiyu paused while mopping the floor, but he didn't answer directly, but said, "Dating is not doing business."

Jiang Shu didn't understand the inexplicable answer.

"If you love someone, what else do you need to figure out about her?"

If you want to be alone, you need to weigh the pros and cons, and calculate the gains and losses. How is that different from doing business?
He likes Jiang Shu, loves Jiang Shu, this is the reason why he wants to be with Jiang Shu, only this one reason is enough.

"…………"

Cheng Xiyu's eyes were too straightforward, but Jiang Shu didn't evade. She met his gaze, lowered her eyes for a moment and said, "...I didn't eat enough just now."

She didn't eat much, because she couldn't grab it in the front, and she was not in the mood behind.

Cheng Xiyu: "..." Why did he think Jiang Shu was a little sad? !
Jiang Shu's brain circuit has always been different from that of ordinary people. He squeezed Jiang Shu's cheeks hard, and said in resignation: "Egg noodles or small wontons?"

"Little wonton." Jiang Shu rubbed her red cheeks in pain.

Cheng Xiyu is always like this, every time she pinches one side, she sometimes worries about whether the left and right sides of the face will be pinched asymmetrically.

Cheng Xiyu obviously didn't think about this issue, he put the mop aside and walked towards the kitchen,

Jiang Shu weakly pointed to a small piece of white tiles that hadn't been dragged: "I haven't finished dragging..."

Cheng Xiyu: "?"

Cheng Xiyu: "..."

He wondered if Jiang Xiaoshu was trying to anger him on purpose.

He could hardly maintain his calm expression, he gritted his teeth: "Jiang Xiaoshu, shut up."

"..." Jiang Shu said "Oh", and a small smile flashed in her eyes.

Just finished a hot pot meal, and this is the second meal, take out the remaining row of small chaos from the refrigerator and put it aside,
The water in the pot began to boil, lingering in the mist, Cheng Xiyu's sharp edges and corners, the delicate and cold facial features were added a layer of filters, making them more handsome and gentle,
A pair of knuckle hands that look perfect for playing the piano or holding an expensive pen are slowly stirring the pot with a spoon.

She suddenly didn't want to think about anything.
There was a gurgling sound in the wonton pot, and Jiang Shu's voice was very clear: "Cheng Xiyu, what do you need to buy for the New Year?"

He didn't think much about it: "Spring Festival couplets, New Year's goods, new clothes, that's about it?"

He doesn't know much about it, and he hasn't bought it before. It's probably these things.

"..." Jiang Shu was silent for a while: "...Is it enough to just take these to Cheng's house?"

"Almost—" The spoon in Cheng Xiyu's hand suddenly slipped, and there was a dull "clang" from the spoon and the bottom of the pot: "You—"

Did he hear wrong?

What Jiang Shu meant was to ask—what should I bring to Cheng's house?
Why is she asking this,
Jiang Shu agreed to go home with him for the New Year this year.

Almost for a moment, he only had this thought in his mind, like fireworks exploding, Cheng Xiyu was a little confused.

He fixedly stared into Jiang Shu's eyes: "Jiang Xiaoshu, do you really want to?"

"Would it be too weird if I said - I would?" Jiang Shu said with a smile, as if she hadn't seen the tension in his eyes.

Like the sentence that the master of ceremonies must ask when getting married.

Cheng Xiyu didn't move his eyes: "I am willing."

Jiang Shu, I said I would.

This time, Jiang Shu was stunned. Cheng Xiyu was too bewitching when he said such words in a serious manner. She subconsciously looked away,

The wontons in the pot had been cooked for too long, and one of the wonton skins was cracked, exuding the aroma of meat filling: "Cheng Xiyu, are my wontons cooked?"

"? What?" He reacted to look at the wontons that were being cooked, and his hands froze for a moment. Except for the first time he was not familiar with it, he could perfectly grasp the timing every time he served the wontons. He didn't expect it to be a few years later , his skills returned to "before liberation" because of Jiang Shu's words.

Cheng Xiyu: "..."

Put a few boiled wontons into a bowl, and fish out the remaining wontons for Jiang Shu.

Babao spun around under its feet, its nose was sharp, and it was so excited to smell the smell of meat, it stretched out its short hand to please Cheng Xiyu's trousers.

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