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Bid farewell to the two people who had difficulty distinguishing between work time and personal time when they were students...

After Jian Muzi and Wen Yang finally found a new career direction, they had more personal time.

After completely getting out of the wheelchair, Wen Yang's full-body rehabilitation was also put on the agenda.

If it is not rebuilt, everything that has been built over the past few years will be gone and gone.

Wen Yang pinched his recently soft belly, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

She called Jian Mumu cutely, and then pointed to her abdominal muscles that had gradually disappeared.

"It's gone~"

It was clearly a coquettish word, and she pretended to be pitiful.

But it was clear that Wen Yang was pretending to be poor Jian Muzi, but she hugged Wen Yang close to her.

"I'll be back later..."

Jian Muzi's face turned reddish, and she changed her words of comfort,

"It's just coming to me now."

Wen Yang withdrew from Jian Muzi's embrace with bright eyes.

The dazzling light in her eyes made Jian Muzi laugh for a while but felt embarrassed.

"I want to verify it myself~"

Wen Yang, with sly eyes, immediately fell into the magic/claw and stretched towards Jian Muzi's abdomen.

It wasn't enough to check through the silk shirt, so it slid down and uncovered a corner of the hem...

The hand that wanted to do something wrong was caught by Jian Muzi.

The pink streamer eyes turned away, and then turned back to stare at Wen Yang.

"No."

Things like wiping guns and misfires...

Jian Muzi let out a "tsk" in her heart.

She wasn't sure if her lover had such good concentration.

But she...

Maybe not.

Wen Yang's attraction to her...

Unrivaled all the way.

……

"Okay~"

After failing to make trouble, Wen Yang started to make other small calculations.

Anyway, there was nothing to do today, so she begged Jian Muzi to go shopping with her.

Ever since he was able to walk again, Wen Yang fell in love with shopping, especially in the home furnishing market.

At the beginning, Xia Zhizhou only designed the layout and hardware of the home.

Major components such as central air conditioning, heating, kitchen appliances, etc., the home is fully prepared.

But the rest of the parts... even the sofa and bed at home, were all chosen by Jian Muzi herself before Wen Yang moved in.

As for the other small parts and gadgets that belong to the soft decoration, it is Wen Yang's fun during this time.

She has now fallen in love with visiting the home furnishing market.

Drag your loved ones and dress up the common home together.

very wonderful~

And even more fortunately, she also met Jian Muzi who was happy to spoil her.

Whenever she made this shopping request, Jian Muzi never refused.

There are more and more things at home now.

Gadgets such as ornaments, hanging paintings, and Elsa's apron from Frozen that Wen Yang picked up...

The empty and simple rough house half a year ago turned into a real home half a year later.

It really belongs to Jian Muzi and Wen Yang's home.

……

As the Spring Festival approached, Jian Muzi and Wen Yang also began to buy new year's goods.

In addition to Wen Yang's pursuit of a festive atmosphere, more importantly, the two of them need to visit each other's homes for New Year greetings this Spring Festival.

This is something that can be agreed upon without any discussion between the two.

On the morning of New Year's Eve, Jian Muzi was finally willing to send Wen Yang back to Wen's house.

The atmosphere in the car did not match the festive atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Wen Yang talked for a long time, and suddenly realized that the person in the driver's seat was only responding, but it seemed that he was not interested.

After thinking about the reason, Wen Yang suddenly smiled.

Usually when she clings to Jian Muzi, she is really direct and clear.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how clingy she is to Jian Muzi, like a little tail that cannot be separated from her every step.

But in fact... Jian Muzi is also sticky and warm.

However, Jian Muzi's stickiness is more restrained.

Although since Wen Yang walked through the ghost gate, Jian Muzi has let go of her mood and emotions a lot...

Even now, she can express her feelings with actions.

Hugging, kissing, and getting close have all become her most natural and real reactions.

But at the point that she is ashamed of love in her bones, she is still learning to change.

Just like at this moment, when Wen Yang intentionally asked what happened to Jian Muzi...

It is still difficult for Jian Muzi to tell her lover straightforwardly that she is reluctant to let her go.

……

No matter how slow the car is, it will eventually reach Wen's house.

Jian Muzi held the steering wheel, feeling a little depressed.

Wen Yang moved close to her and called out,

"Jane Mumu~"

"Ok?"

Jian Muzi subconsciously turned her head to the side, and met Wen Yang's forced kiss head-on.

Over the past period of time, kissing//kissing has become a daily way of expressing love for them.

However, this love seemed particularly pure, it was just the touch and closeness of the lips, and it did not go to the next step.

Because of the same concern, both of them restrained their inner throbbing.

It has been so for a long time.

However, at this juncture, at this juncture when they will each be with their families on New Year's Eve, at this juncture when they will be separated for two days...

Wen Yang grabbed the back of Jian Muzi's neck and took the initiative to kiss deeply.

……

Tongue exploration...

Surprisingly, there is no barrier.

When those lips were pressing against hers, Jian Muzi readily accepted and was immersed in such a heartbeat.

Breathing hard, breathing hard blending.

The ballroom dance on the tip of the tongue is staged in the inside of the lip cavity in an instant.

At the beginning, it was Wen Yang who used his tongue as a pen to draw lightly on the tip of Jian Muzi's lips.

Afterwards, the emotional Jian Muzi fell into Wen Yang's tenderness, and began to actively play on her lover's lips.

till the end……

Wen Yang's chuckle made Jian Muzi's face pink.

Jian Muzi gently pushed Wen Yang's arms.

"What are you doing, Jian Mumu?"

Wen Yang smiled brightly,

"Will you turn your face and deny anyone after taking advantage of it?"

She pointed to her lips, and then nodded her lips.

After being sucked by Jian Muzi's lips just now, it seems to be swollen...

"Hahahahaha~"

Wen Yang suddenly laughed out loud,

"I will enter the house in a while, and grandma will definitely be able to see it."

"what?"

Jian Muzi still didn't look at Wen Yang, but the blushing on her face had already revealed her heart.

Wen Yang thought it was extremely cute, so he couldn't help getting closer and kissing Jian Muzi again.

……

"During the Chinese New Year last year, my grandma gave me two red envelopes. My grandma said, let me bring someone back for the New Year this year."

Wen Yang pursed his lips twice,

"Well~ I have to say, my grandma is very prescient. Since I sneaked out to deliver dumplings to you on the [-]th of last year, she can tell that I like you."

"Send dumplings? To me?"

Jian Muzi is quite sure that she does not have this memory.

Last year's Chinese New Year, the day of the New Year's Eve...

She suddenly remembered what Wen Yang was holding in the surveillance video she had seen!

"You shouldn't be..."

Wen Yang's eyes turned into smiling eyes.

"Where are the dumplings? You took them back."

Come to think of it.

Wen Yang, who had never appeared before, must have taken the dumplings back intact.

"It's okay, Jian Mumu~"

Wen Yang held Jian Muzi's cheeks, and kissed Jian Muzi's lips.

"Grandpa ate it after I took it home. The dumplings I made by myself, grandpa didn't want to waste."

She saw the obvious broken light in Jian Muzi's eyes, and then kissed Jian Muzi's eyes again.

"It's really fine... You see, this year's New Year's Eve, you can already come and see me off~ I also made dumplings for our family Jian Mumu today~ Jian Mumu ate dumplings made by Wenyangyang for breakfast~"

Jian Muzi suddenly laughed.

indeed.

She finally ate the dumplings made by Wen Yang himself on Chinese New Year's Eve this year.

It was the dumplings made by her lover.

……

After all, she was not used to showing her emotions too much, Jian Muzi patted the back of Wen Yang's hand, "Go in~"

She followed Wen Yang out of the car, and couldn't bear to let Wen Yang enter the house with these New Year gifts alone, so she followed Wen Yang into Wen's yard.

Head-on, the two bumped into the grandma who was waiting on the recliner by the gate.

"Grandma~"

"Hey, grandma's little grandson~"

Hearing the cute nickname, the tension in Jian Muzi's heart dissipated a lot.

She walked up to the old lady and bowed solemnly, "Happy New Year, grandma."

"Grandma, this is Jian Mumu, do you remember?"

The old lady looked at Jian Muzi meaningfully for a while, and then glanced at her grandson.

"Yangyang, why did you ask your good friend to send you here on New Year's Eve?"

There seemed to be an overtone in the laughing voice.

Wen Yang pretended to laugh,

"I just... met... Jian Mumu saw that I had too many things and sent me here~"

The smile on the old lady's face became more open,

"Xiao Mu, are you staying for the New Year's Eve dinner?"

"No grandma, someone at home is waiting for me."

"Okay, then you go back first."

……

After dinner, it was time for the whole family to sit together for the Spring Festival Gala in the Wen family.

It is rare to see that the most active person during the Spring Festival Gala in the past has become a well-behaved and quiet baby today.

Wen Yang fell asleep unknowingly when he saw it was past ten o'clock.

Still in the recovery period, she goes to bed early and gets up early like a senior cadre.

Wen Guodong carried Wen Yang back to Wen Yang's room in the old house.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to the living room, I was called to a corner of the living room by my old mother.

The old lady looked at her with a smile, and there was some scrutiny in her look.

"Does my dear grandson have a sweetheart?"

"..."

Wen Guodong was stunned immediately, and subconsciously denied it, "No..."

"Oh, the wings are hard, Guodong, dare to lie to your old lady?"

Wen Guodong began to complain about his daughter.

It's probably because Mu Zi showed her secrets when she brought the sheep over in the afternoon.

The old lady lay back on the deck chair, enjoying herself leisurely.

In the end, he said something that Wen Guodong was amazed at.

"I said, why is our little grandson in his 30s and hasn't been in a relationship yet? He co-authored it because his vision is too high! Well, this little guy is just like me when he was young. He has IQ, EQ, courage, and vision! "

The old lady got up,

"I have to go to the house to find if there are any red envelopes... Forget it, forget it! I have to buy a nice one tomorrow morning."

The old lady was talking to herself, then suddenly turned to look at her son behind her, "Guodong, have you prepared a red envelope for Xiaomu?"

"Not yet, Mom."

"Children taught by Old Wen's family must not understand etiquette! I will give you [-] tomorrow, and you will have to give [-]. You have made a lot of money these years, so don't be stingy!"

Wen Guodong was immediately laughed at by the old lady.

"Okay, Mom, I'll give you [-] tomorrow, okay? When you go to buy red envelopes tomorrow morning, bring them to me, and I'll buy them too."

"It's almost there~"

……