Lord Qin's little ancestor A exploded

Because of Jian Ci's request, Qin Shizheng had no choice but to stay away from the kitchen.

But the local chef who knew Yuncheng cuisine was left behind.

On New Year's Eve, he was asked to cook a table full of dishes before he was sent away by Wei Bei.

Others also left early because of today's family reunion day.

There were only the two of them left in the house.

It's just that Jian Ci is taking a nap upstairs at the moment.

Qin Shizheng took this opportunity to go to the wine cellar to get wine.

When he came up again, he saw Jian Ci going downstairs with sleepy eyes, so he greeted him with a smile, "Come on, let's see if the chef's cooking suits your taste."

Jian Ci was led into the restaurant by him, and he saw that there was a table full of sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.

Looking at the familiar dishes, the originally hazy sleepy eyes became a little bit awake, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "It is indeed Yuncheng's dishes."

After speaking, he casually pulled out the chair and sat down.

Qin Shizheng took advantage of the situation and sat opposite her, then poured her a glass of red wine.

Looking at the table full of food but only the two of them, the originally quiet and empty room looked very deserted at this moment.

He couldn't help being a little worried, "This place may not be as lively as your teacher's side..."

Jian Ci bent the corners of her lips and took the cup, "But I like it very much, thank you."

Qin Shizheng's deep eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "As long as you like it."

So, even though only the two of them ate the table full of dishes, they did not appear to be indifferent at all.

On the contrary, with a different kind of warmth.

After eating, Jian Ci wanted to make fruit tea by himself on a whim, as a way to thank him for this New Year's Eve dinner, so he tossed about in the kitchen.

Qin Shizheng just let her toss about in the kitchen, while he sat in the hall and waited.

Suddenly, with a "buzz", Jian Ci's cell phone, which was left on the sofa, rang.

Without thinking too much, he picked up his phone and prepared to send it to the little girl.

But just after two vibrations, the phone hung up.

The above is a strange call.

Qin Shizheng looked at the regional figures, which seemed to be from abroad.

Just as he was wondering if he had made a mistake, the screen suddenly lit up again.

is a text message.

Jian Ci's mobile phone was not set up, so a text message appeared in front of his eyes in such a loud manner.

[hs: Happy Chinese New Year. 】

hs?

It's this hs again.

Qin Shizheng subconsciously glanced at the number of that message.

It was the missed call just now.

It seemed that this was an acquaintance who was not included in the list by the little girl.

He has a strong sense of crisis.

It's the feeling that those so-called seniors are still strong.

"Come and take a sip." At this moment, Jian Ci brought over two cups of ready-made fruit tea.

Qin Shizheng came back to his senses, locked the screen, handed it over, and said, "Just now a call came from your mobile phone, please take a look."

Jian Ci took the phone and glanced at it. The smile on the corner of his mouth faded, and then he threw the phone on the sofa again without changing his expression, "Don't bother with the phone call, come and drink tea."

Looking at her expression just now, Qin Shizheng could clearly feel that there was a problem between these two people.

But he also knew that the little girl would never tell him.

During the tea time that followed, Jian Ci's mood obviously faded a little.

Qin Shizheng naturally didn't want the annual New Year's Eve dinner to be ruined by an unknown guy.

So he put down the teacup in his hand, held her hand, and went out, "Come on, I'll show you something."

"what?"

Jian Ci was a little confused, but still followed him to the small courtyard.

After entering the yard, I saw boxes of various fireworks on the ground.

Qin Shizheng asked her to stand there, while he went to ignite the fuse for her himself.

"boom--"

A sound.

I saw a bright spark rushing into the dark sky, and then burst into the most gorgeous firework.

"You said that you set off fireworks every year in Yuncheng. This year in Kyoto, of course you can't let it go." Qin Shizheng was there, huge fireworks exploded in the sky, and the finely divided lights came into his eyes. Full of tenderness, he looked at Jian Ci, with a smile on his lips, and asked, "Do you like it?"

Jian Ci raised her head, looked at the huge fireworks, only felt her heart tremble slightly, "I like it."

It's not that I haven't seen fireworks.

Not really that much into fireworks either.

Just because he set off the fireworks for himself.

Qin Shizheng moved over little by little, holding her hand, his deep and cold eyebrows softened a lot under the flickering light and shadow, and said: "This year is the first Spring Festival we spend together, and I will release it to you every year in the future. fireworks."

As soon as the words fell, the little girl standing in front of her leaned over and kissed him lightly.

Qin Shizheng's expression froze slightly.

Then he reached out and grabbed her neck.

Under the grand fireworks, the figures of the two of them intertwined.

I don't know how long it took, the fireworks finally ended.

The small courtyard also returns to tranquility.

But Jian Ci was clasped on Qin Shizheng's lap, with both hands clasped around his neck, kissing him a little selflessly.

After a while, the two finally ended up.

Qin Shizheng's voice was deep and hoarse, "We should go back."

"it is good."

After returning to the house, Jian Ci's mood improved significantly.

Even the boring gala is willing to watch for a while.

Although Qin Shizheng beside him accompanied him, his eyes were fixed on Jian Ci's red lips.

Obviously not having fun.

But I was afraid that if I teased someone up, it would be me who would suffer.

I was in a dilemma, but I heard the person next to me say: "Look at me again, I can't help it, when it's cold, don't blame me for taking a cold shower and catching a cold."

As soon as these words came out, Qin Shizheng immediately became honest.

After all, he didn't want to feel that kind of aggrieved again.

So for the next few hours, the two just cuddled together to watch the party.

Until the last golden song sounded.

A disguised torture is finally over.

At this time, the twelve o'clock bell had already rung, and the sound of fireworks and firecrackers came from far outside the window.

After turning off the TV, Qin Shizheng asked her to go to rest early.

When Jian Ci returned to the room, he took a shower first, dried his hair, took two medicines and prepared to sleep.

But I didn't want to "buzz" at this moment, and the phone rang again.

Jian Ci, who had just taken the medicine and was about to fall asleep, was annoyed by the noise, so she pressed the call button without thinking.

But before she could speak, the person on the other end of the phone rang out with a domineering and irritable voice, "Is it because if I don't call, you plan to never reply to my messages in this lifetime?"

When Jian Ci looked at the caller ID, his brows and eyes became a little cold, "You seem to have forgotten that we broke up."

The other party snorted coldly, "Why didn't you expect us to break up our friendship when you went to Country Y to reveal your identity?"

Jian Ci frowned, and said impatiently: "I'll pay the price, does it have anything to do with you?"

But the other party insisted, "That is also my territory! If you enter my territory, you have something to do with me!"

Jian Ci felt crazy about his nonsense, hung up the phone without thinking about it, and turned off the phone.