Ms. Qiao is proud of being favored

Wen Jingting pushed the cart, Qiao Xuan sat in the cart and put something into the cart when she saw something, Wen Jingting looked at Qiao Xuan pamperingly the whole time.

Passers-by who pass by them from time to time can't help but stop for them.

Not to mention their good looks, the happy smiles on their faces make people infected by them unconsciously.

"Wen Jingting." Qiao Xuan suddenly said seriously, "Thank you."

Too many things have happened along the way, if Wen Jingting hadn't been behind her to support her, she would have been exhausted even if she succeeded in revenge in the end.

Wen Jingting rubbed her head, treated it as a misunderstanding, and said inappropriately: "You are my wife and it is only natural to accompany you during the New Year, and there is no need to say thank you between you and me, just thank you..." Wen Jingting suddenly approached Qiao Xuan's ear, and sprayed warm breath on Qiao Xuan's ear, "Compared to verbal thank you, I prefer another way of thanking you."

Qiao Xuan blushed, and pushed Wen Jingting's righteous words away in embarrassment, "I'm telling you something serious!"

"I'm also talking about very serious things! Didn't Xiaofei always talk about wanting a younger sister? If we don't work harder, when will he have a younger sister!" Wen Jingting continued to tease Qiao Xuan.

"Go, go, go, this is a public place, don't say those indecent words." After speaking, Qiao Xuan carefully looked around and found that no one noticed, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, let's not talk about it here, let's go home and talk about it."

Speaking of going home, Qiao Xuan thought of Situ Qian. In this world, besides Wen Jingting and Tuanzi, she had only Situ Qian as her relative. During the Chinese New Year, she still wanted to call her boss Situ Qian together.

"Husband, let's buy new year's goods and go to mother's place to celebrate the new year together," Qiao Xuan suggested.

Wen Jingting was stunned for a moment, and soon understood Qiao Xuan's thoughts.

Worried that Situ Qian would be lonely during the New Year alone, so he dragged his family to accompany Situ Qian to celebrate the New Year.

"Okay! Who told you that you are my most beloved wife? Whatever you say is what you say."

On the day of the Chinese New Year, Situ Qian watched Qiao Xuan dragging her family to celebrate the New Year with him, unexpectedly, she was even more moved.

Perhaps only Qiao Xuan would care about her so sincerely in this world.

The whole family celebrated the New Year with excitement, and Xiao Fei was in a particularly high spirits. On this day, Situ Qian even prepared a lot of food, which Qiao Xuan and Xiao Fei loved. As for Wen Jingting, Qiao What Xuan likes is what he likes.

"It's a new year, and I don't want to say anything, just be fine."

Situ Qian's eyes were slightly red, and she lost weight quickly, and distributed red envelopes to three people, even Wen Jingting.

No one wants this money, all they want is this auspicious luck. In Situ Qian's eyes, they are all still children.

Xiaofei was young and used to going to bed early, and fell asleep after eleven o'clock. Situ Qian didn't disturb Qiao Xuan and Wen Jingting's tired time, and went to bed early.

Wen Jingting and Qiao Xuan were in the room, Wen Jingting brought Qiao Xuan to the window, looking at the brightly lit road, Qiao Xuan felt more relaxed than ever.

"Jing Ting, I've never been so relaxed."

Qiao Xuan looked at Wen Jingting's eyes as if there were stars, Wen Jingting lowered his head and kissed Qiao Xuan tenderly: "It will always be like this in the future."

The two looked at each other. At twelve o'clock, fireworks were set off outside the window one after another. Qiao Xuan was pleasantly surprised. Wen Jingting took out a gift and handed it to Qiao Xuan, saying in a low voice, "Happy New Year, the love of my life."

Behind Qiao Xuan, the fireworks kept rising and falling. The two looked at each other. Qiao Xuan seemed to see the time when the two met for the first time. It was as if a glance meant eternity.