He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian hung up the phone and returned to the dinner table. Mu Guohui glanced at her: "Who?"

Mu Mianmian did not change his color and said, "Xiao Ran, call to wish me a good Spring Festival."

Mu Guohui sighed softly: "You girl is really ignorant. It's your boss anyway, and they even let someone call you on their own initiative. You can't do this in the future, you know?"

Mu Mian smiled and ate a meatball: "I know Dad, I will go to the Second Artillery Team tomorrow morning and give her a New Year greeting."

"Well, bring some decent courtesy, you know?"

"Know that."

The family is sitting in the small house with the TV on. The host has started to congratulate the New Year. The family is eating hot meals and waiting for the arrival of the Spring Festival Gala.

After dinner, I began to watch the Spring Festival Gala. The family sat on the sofa, covered with blankets, and a small sun heater was turned on. It was warm.

Mu Mian kept looking at the clock on the wall.

I used to think that the Spring Festival Gala was over in a while, but today I feel that the time is extraordinarily long, four hours, particularly difficult.

Finally, unforgettable singing tonight, Mu Mian breathed a sigh of relief: "Hurry up and go to bed, it's late."

Mu Guohui and Cao Feng walked to the master bedroom and closed the door.

After a while, there was a cat cry outside the door, and Mu Mian whispered: "Parents, I'll go to the door to have a look, there seems to be a cat."

Cao Feng: "Don't freeze, the meowing meows."

Mu Mian: "I... I'll get him something to eat, it's freezing cold this day, don't freeze to death."

Cao Feng: "Then you just take it to your home and spread some cotton on it. It's cold outside."

"Okay, I'll take care of it, you can sleep."

The door opened, and Mu Mian looked back sneakily. Fortunately, her parents were too young to stay up all night and did not come out with her.

She concealed the door and whispered: "Are you really here?"

Tang Ji'an's profound facial features looked particularly handsome under the street light. He whispered softly, "Promise you to come, and you will definitely come."

Mu Mian couldn't help but chuckled: "You still learn to meow?"

Tang Ji'an rubbed her head, then took out a red envelope from the inner pocket of the coat: "I gave the red envelope last year, but it doesn't make sense not to give it this year. Take it."

Mu Mian took the red envelope and touched it. It was so thick that there was a rich boyfriend, which felt really good.

She held the big red envelope and looked at him with a smile: "I...I didn't prepare a red envelope for you."

"No, the elder gives the young red envelopes. You are seven years younger than me, so I should prepare red envelopes for you.

The corridor light above her head was shining faintly. She looked at the man's serious expression, and was moved in her heart: "How long have you been standing outside?"

Tang Ji'an smiled: "It didn't take long."

Mu Mian grabbed his hand, his hand was very cold, she said distressed: "Lying, must have stood for a long time."

Tang Ji'an touched her face: "It's okay, it's cold outside, go back to sleep."

Mu Mian tightened his hand, then, gently on his tiptoe, put his lips together, and kissed it...

I did not prepare a red envelope for you, but I prepared another gift that you might like.

Do you like this gift, Tang Ji'an?

Second Young Master Tang used practical actions to show how much he liked this gift.

A light kiss becomes a deep kiss...

What they didn't see was that there were snowflakes floating outside the window of the living room. This New Year's Eve, the two showed their feelings to each other.

Although there are many difficulties, their hearts are together.

This is enough.