"You used to bring me back every Spring Festival, but you left every time. Are you here to worship them?"

"Um."

The night wind was rustling, and snowflakes in the cemetery fell from the trees in large areas with the wind. He frowned and said softly, "Don't cry."

She is not young anymore. She is in her thirties and should have matured so much that she will not cry about these trivial matters, and she is all used to him.

An Ran quickly wiped away her tears and blinked at the two photos.

"Your mother is so beautiful. You can follow her." She said in a crying voice.

Mo Huaiyuan glanced at her.

After a long time, he looked at his watch, and there was still some time before the New Year, and then he looked at the car parked outside the cemetery.

"It's still time for you to drive back now. There is an old man at home, and you're not married yet, so you have to stay up to the New Year. This is a tradition. Go back, the car is there, for you to use. I'll call another one later."

An Ran's tears that had finally stopped suddenly began to fall again.

I almost cried in a daze.

Mo Huaiyuan was no longer so extreme after all, but she felt even more uncomfortable.

She wiped away her tears and went down the mountain.

Mo Huaiyuan stayed here alone for almost an hour.

When I walked down, I suddenly realized that the car had not left. I sat quietly in the passenger seat waiting for him. Seeing him coming, I turned on the lights in the car and looked sweet and sweet smile, looking very warm and happy.

The countdown is here.

In the sky above Kyoto, the sound of cannons exploded in an instant, and giant fireworks rose from the square in the distance, reflecting most of the sky as bright as daylight.

Year is over.

In the small hotel, there was almost no one during the New Year. After the shopkeeper drove the room, he went down to set off firecrackers and then settled his child to sleep.

Neither of them had eaten yet, and Mo Huaiyuan had no intention of letting her sleep hungry. The two borrowed the store's kitchen and borrowed ingredients to make some food. Mo Huaiyuan had no problem with his own life, and just observed carefully what was wrong with her. An Ran was very excited. He heated up a fish that had been fried by the store, and the juice was dyed on his hands. He reached over and handed it to his lips.

Without hesitation, he gently licked her fingers, sucked them, bit them gently, and then grabbed her wrist and pulled her over.

The extremely charming narrow eyes were full of love, An Ran's little face turned red, and she simply went over and sat boldly on his lap. His eyes changed, and his upper body slowly raised up, flipped her over and turned her back to him, and his strong arms tightly clasped her waist.

The atmosphere in the small kitchen has changed.

I am familiar with the road, and my old lover can burn into a fire with a tiny touch.

An Ran felt that he was so sexy and handsome. He knew all her sensitive points, the posture she could not stand, the love words that were easiest to fail, every touch and every deep kiss made her feel the strong and hot love in the past, which made her feel even if she knew that this was just a temporary sinking. After the most confusing hallucination, he would still restore his indifference, but...

She could still feel his emotions. His trance, he was obviously shaken slightly, but he was still enduring it.

On the other side, the lid of the pot cooking dumplings was already overturned.

The hot steam overflowed with the foam.

An Ran exclaimed, and immediately bit her lip after the exclamation! Because his big palm was raging fiercely on her sensitive chest, the two of them sat together, and the deep and intense kiss was refreshing. When they suddenly parted, there were strands of silver threads stuck to the corners of her lips. The screaming sound was like a soft and weak moan. An Ran's little face was as red as a burning flame, and her whole body was shaking. Her little hand pressed on her chest that was so soft that she was almost unconscious.

Mo Huaiyuan didn't want to let go of her even though he died. He was restless and his emotions were on the verge of a slight collapse. His palm finally pinched her with fierce strength that would not hurt her, suppressing the roaring desire and letting her go.

A trace of unconcealed scarlet appeared in my eyes. I took several deep breaths before I finally slowly descended.

He raised his eyes and his eyes fell on the little woman who was so hot that she pinched her ears and screamed.

Seeing her look, she was still thinking, her tall figure had already stood up, leaned over, sucked her over, sprinkled some cold water into the pot, instantly extinguishing the bubbles, and then quickly turned off the fire.

The tumbling dumplings immediately boiled quietly inside, and were no longer as scary as before.

tang"..." An Ran's heat has not dissipated, and there are factors in his body that are about to move, rubbing backwards uneasyly.

Mo Huaiyuan couldn't stand being rubbed, so he lowered his head and said something in her ear.

An Ran's face turned red in an instant, as if it was about to explode, and he grabbed his arm tightly.

The distance was close, his thick long eyelashes were so handsome that he was extremely charming. When his eyes touched him, he was slightly embarrassed, and his cold eyes raised and looked elsewhere.

That sentence is-

"It's not good to be hungry. I know you want it. I'll give it to you later. Be good, huh?"

Ambiguous and gentle, I haven't been around for a long time.

An Ran's face was almost burned by this sentence, and she was also in a daze for several times. Her heart was filled with a large amount of emotion. She lowered her head, grabbed his arm and bit it gently. She missed the feeling of being loved like this, but she cared more about his feelings at this moment. How did he feel like this New Year?

But Mo Huaiyuan never asked her why she didn't go back - even if he wanted to let her go - just thought it was her own choice. As for what she felt about her choice, he... deliberately made herself not think about it, nor did she think about it at all.

It was snowing heavily that night.

In the second half of the night on New Year's Eve, the sound of cannons and fireworks still did not weaken. The slightly open curtains reflected everything in the room, even if no one watched it, they were beautiful. The man's strong body tightly wrapped around the woman's petite and white body, and the intense blending exuded a fatal sense of loneliness. She was willing to give it, and he was willing to ask for it; he was unwilling to reveal no matter how much he wanted, but she was satisfied and willing in such a close follower.

Two weeks later.

z city.

After sending his two children to school, Lin Ruo quickly went to Monet's company. Somehow the weather in Z City this year was snowing all the time. Lin Ruo didn't know how many times it was in the year when he saw Monet and his cousin who suddenly appeared.

Thinking about it carefully, Monet was called out about the seventh day of the lunar month. After coming back, he kept thinking and his eyes shining.

He is no exception for Mo Huaiyuan to come to him. He would rather take him in and help him like this. However, he never thought that over the past few days, Mo Huaiyuan has figured out all the details of his company and told him that if he wants to grow bigger, it is not OK to keep doing this. He still has to cooperate with the government. Even if he doesn't cooperate, he must guess their next urban construction plan; find a way to build relationships, otherwise he will have to rely on this small-scale life in his life.

Mo Huaiyuan was a person who had been at the top of the board. He spoke very well and only asked him if he was willing to work together.

Of course, Monet knew that the political and business worlds have been entangled in ancient times.

Although these two kinds of people seem dirty and dirty when combined together, businessmen like Monet still want to know more in the political circle. For him, who relies on urban construction to make a living, these news channels are like a huge increase, and each one is accurate. However, before, he had a bad relationship with the government, so he naturally could not get any news in advance.

Mo Huaiyuan simply took a look at such a thing and could guess it was inseparable.

Lin Ruo was used to living a stable life. At first glance, these original intentions were opposed, but when she talked about her husband's premonition and motivation, she would have nothing to say. Without him, she would not be at home. Therefore, she could only remain silent about her husband's words before the New Year and showed support at the appropriate time.

But looking at her husband's increasingly excited eyes, the plans of these two people were probably big enough. When the man named Mo Huaiyuan spoke lightly with a cigarette between his fingers, he seemed to be able to outline the future of the two people.

Even this process will be extremely difficult.

Lin Ruo brought Monet to change clothes and even brought steaming breakfast. When he reached the top floor, he found that someone had been there.

The young girl broke open her chopsticks and placed it a little awkwardly on top of the steaming breakfast.

After finishing, I walked to the table and took the mouse, and continued to typing something on the computer.

The two people are still talking.

Lin Ruo walked over and coughed twice, which attracted the attention of both of them. He handed the coat to Monet and walked behind the girl to see what she was doing.

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(I don't have time to write it, I will repeat it, and add a few hundred words to the next chapter for free, thank you~~~~(>_
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