Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

Lian Cheng is not like an ordinary woman, she is quick-witted, insecure, and will lose her trust if she covers up properly, it is better to tell the truth from the beginning and let her digest it little by little.

"I'm tired." Lian Cheng finally closed his eyes and said, "Go back."

"Since you have already made a decision, why do you need to make a gesture of asking for my opinion?" It is destined that the good atmosphere of getting along at the beginning tonight will disappear, Lian Cheng's patience is repeatedly resisted in the man's answer There was a bit of sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes. He really didn't expect Lian Cheng's reaction tonight to be so big. To be honest, he didn't like Lian Cheng's attitude of being unable to communicate. He tilted his head, and the little woman beside him had already closed At a glance, the attitude of obvious non-cooperation.

Pinching the base of her nose with one hand, Yan Qiutong decided to turn around.

The night of the Lantern Festival is destined to be lively, Yan Qiutong drove the car to the person who had greeted her early in the morning, got out of the car, opened the door on the side of the little woman, just stared at it without speaking.

Lian Cheng's unhappiness had already been digested in her heart along the way, the man's silence on the road, and the extremely heavy message to her tonight, all made her feel a little cold, although it was not cold enough to feel cold, but after all, she had a grudge.

However, after all, she is an assistant trained by Lian Guoqiang, so she naturally knows how to measure, no matter how unhappy she is, she will not lose Yan Qiutong's face in front of everyone.

Looking at the man's standard gentleman's courtesy, Lian Cheng pursed his lips, stretched out his hand, and put it in the man's delicate hand, but she was uncomfortable, how could he make him comfortable?

Lian Cheng hooked his lips: "It's troublesome, Yan Shao."

Sure enough, the long-lost address appeared, and the comfort between Yan Qiutong's brows, which had appeared because of the little woman's meekness putting her hand into his, instantly turned into gloom.

The smile on the corner of Lian Cheng's mouth remained unchanged, and his big eyes were full of innocent doubts about the man.

Yan Qiutong squinted his eyes and remained silent.

The hands of men and women have different tactile sensations. The difference is the coolness of the small hands in his own hands. Yan Qiutong glanced at the thin woolen coat on the little woman, untied his windbreaker with one hand, and took off. , put on the little woman.

Even though it was the Lantern Festival approaching the early spring, after all, the night was a bit chilly and wintery, Lian Cheng frowned slightly.

Lian Cheng, who is extremely afraid of the cold, admires the man beside him.

Yan Qiutong is a weird person, and the two have known each other sporadically for a year.

The heat is like summer, and this man is wearing a shirt, but in the harsh winter of the north, there is no change in this man, he is still wearing a shirt, at most he has an extra windbreaker.

After a winter, the thickest clothes Lian Cheng has seen this man wear are sweaters and home clothes.

Not sweating in summer, not afraid of the cold in winter, Lian Cheng stared at the man who was still calm in the cold wind at the moment, and couldn't help wondering if the person next to him was a normal person.

Although he doesn't like men now, it doesn't mean that Lian Cheng has malicious thoughts, raised his hand, and wanted to return the man's windbreaker to the man, but was stopped.

Yan Qiutong reached out and pressed the little woman's movements, and said, "You're going to report tomorrow, if you catch a cold..."

One winter, the little girl would catch a cold whenever the wind blows, Yan Qiutong was really worried about Lian Cheng's body, knowing that the little girl was extremely concerned about tomorrow's report, so she hit the nail on the head when she opened her mouth.

Sure enough, Lian Cheng stopped moving, frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Go back directly, can't you?"

"Let's go." Yan Qiutong opened his mouth.

The man's tone made it clear that there would be no turning point, Lian Cheng let out a short smile, and walked up to the lively crowd not far away.

The little girl looked like this all night, so Yan Qiutong naturally didn't care about it, and threw the key to the car boy beside her, and Yoyo followed.

It is said that there is no real nightlife in the north, but Lian Cheng, who has lived in the south for most of his life, scoffs at this statement.

Where would there be no nightlife?

The person who said this is just that the standard of living has not yet reached the level of nightlife.

The nightlife in the north is not similar to that in the south.

And Kyoto is a place with a relatively high economic level. The moment the neon lights are on, the nightlife will be colorful.

In the evening festival, the nightlife in Kyoto is another look.

It was already around ten o'clock, and the place Yan Qiutong brought her was still crowded with people.

The aftertaste of the Chinese New Year can be seen everywhere. Most of the crowd are young people, some in school uniforms, some in suits and leather shoes, and some with exquisite makeup. There is an emotional calm in the noise.

After a night of unhappiness, watching too many smiles gradually disappear, Lian Cheng was more puzzled, and she noticed the waiting in some people's eyes.

Yan Qiutong, who was following the little woman, said just right: "A feast at midnight."

"?" Lian Cheng frowned and tilted his head.

"The Lantern Festival in Kyoto is sleepless all night." The doubt in the little woman's eyes at the moment is more like a child seeking solutions. After all, Yan Qiutong softened her tone and explained, "And, every year on the Lantern Festival, there will be companies The family takes care of all the fireworks and has fun with the people, at eight o'clock and midnight respectively."

Lian Cheng was startled, she has been in the capital for a long time, she really didn't know there was such a thing, thinking about it is right, every year, she would sleep with her head buried in painless, while Yuanxiao At the time, she had already started working overtime, even if she didn't have a job, she went back to the apartment.

She hasn't even walked through the streets of Kyoto, so how can she know these things?
"The little girl is new to the capital, right?" The person walking beside Lian Cheng spoke, because the voice was too gentle, not too abrupt.

Lian Cheng tilted his head and pursed his lips.

"What a delicate girl." The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman with simple clothes and not very good clothes, but very clean, with light makeup, and no resentment in her eyes after experiencing the hardships of life. It gave people a very peaceful feeling, with a soft smile, holding the arm of the fat middle-aged man beside her, when he saw Lian Cheng who turned his head, he praised Lian Cheng, and his tone was full of liking.

Lian Cheng was a little stunned for a while when he rarely came into contact with a woman like a woman, and rarely had such a sincere and direct compliment.

The little girl pursed her lips, and Yan Qiutong, who was aware of Lian Cheng's small movements, narrowed her eyes, feeling a little at a loss.

The little girl had a look that she didn't usually have. Yan Qiutong felt it was novel, but couldn't bear it. She took a step forward, put her arms around Lian Cheng, and said in a clear voice, "She just came to the capital not long ago."