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Chapter 188 Let's Watch the Night Together

Zheng gently leaned on his back, and finally there was some blood on his cheeks.Lu Xicheng's shoulders are very broad, like the sense of security that Zheng Qingwei had when he was lying on his father's back when he was young.She buried her face in the hollow of his shoulder, looking cute.

Probably because the embrace was too warm, Zheng Weiwei fell asleep belatedly during the second half of the journey.

It was also because of this that she didn't see what kind of sparks there were when Lu Xicheng carried her back and met Shen Zhao's eyes.

Shen Zhao said: "Lu Xicheng, I wish you and Ah Qing a happy new year."

Lu Xicheng just glanced at him and didn't reply...

In the villa, Tang Jiache was using an electric heater to dry Fu Lian's coat.He complained while drying: "You run so fast, you don't even know to bring an umbrella when you go out."

Fu Lian received news from Lu Xicheng a long time ago, so he came back early.

He was sitting on the sofa, looking at Tang Jiache muttering, with a rare gentle expression on his face.

The moment Lu Xicheng pushed the door open, the two of them chose to remain silent with a tacit understanding.

Zheng Weiqing had a dream, the dream was pale, she was in it, she had nothing to rely on.Only Shen Zhao's voice sounded coldly, he said: "Ah Qing, please let me save you."

She finally woke up, but met a pair of deep and gentle eyes.

Lu Xicheng patted her back and said, "Gently, don't be afraid."

Zheng pursed his lips lightly and forced a smile.

Lu Xicheng kissed her sweaty forehead, after that, he hugged her into his arms, and said in a low voice: "It will be night soon, today is New Year's Eve, let's watch the night together, okay?"

She was uneasy, but she nodded softly in his arms.

This night, it was Tang Jiache's New Year's Eve dinner.

The dishes are ordinary and homely, but they are delicious in color, fragrance and taste, which makes people's index fingers move.

Several people sat down casually one by one, and it was a lively New Year's Eve dinner.

Fu Lian's words were still scarce, but Tang Jiache, who was beside him, was very interested and chattered endlessly, almost without stopping.

During the period, he proudly pointed to the eight-treasure duck on the table, and said to Zheng Qingqing: "Qingqing, try it, is there any difference between what I made and what Professor Lu made?"

Zheng Qingwei was amused by his appearance as a living treasure, picked it up according to his advice, took a sip, and the parity was very pertinent: "Each has its own merits."

Tang Jiache glanced at Lu Xicheng with some complacency, but the latter still smiled mildly and did not respond.

After the New Year's Eve dinner, Tang Jiache took Fu Lian to say goodbye to them.

Before leaving, he pulled Zheng Qingqing over and told him in a rambling voice: "Qingqing, treat our Professor Lu better. I can tell that he really loves you."

Zheng Weiwei looked at his flushed eyes, amused and moved at the same time: "Of course I will treat him well."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little curious again: "Jiache, why do you care about Xicheng so much?"

"Professor Lu saved my life," Tang Jiache said, his eyes turned redder. "He and Fu Lian are both my family. I hope they can be happy."

This passage was so provocative, Zheng Qingwei was afraid of making him feel bad, so he didn't ask the details, but nodded vigorously, and said: "Jia Che, I love him very much, just like he loves me very much."

When Lu Xicheng and Fu Lian walked over, they heard such words.

There is a faint smile on the corner of his lips, which is clear and gentle, not obvious.

(End of this chapter)