Sheng Xian did not come to the sofa, but went to the kitchen.

Lu Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but quietly contempt himself in his heart.

Why did she imagine so many unclean scenes like a female hooligan?

But I have to say that Sheng Xian, who had just finished taking a shower and lowered his head slightly and half-dried his hair, was really a foul.

Lu Jingyan hurriedly glanced at the scene, but she remembered it deeply in her heart, and at this time she was completely staged in her mind.

Lu Jingyan felt her mouth was a little dry and hot, so she couldn't help but raise her hand and slap her face.

Not long after, Sheng Xian came out of the kitchen with a chopped plate of fruit.

It was not until he came over that Lu Jingyan quickly hung his hand down.

Sheng Xian bent over, put the fruit in front of her, took a very delicate silver fork and handed it to her: "Hot?"

Lu Jingyan took the fork and had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow his words: "Well, maybe the temperature of the hot water I just took a shower was adjusted too high."

Sheng Xian didn't say anything, looked around, then supported Lu Jingyan's sofa on the left with one hand, possessing her and hanging her head.

Looking at his face gradually approaching, Lu Jingyan couldn't help but hold his breath.

What is he trying to do?

She used his shampoo and shower gel, which was his usual smell, but she just felt that the smell coming from him was a little better.

It is faint and clear, giving people a feeling of being on the top of a snow-capped mountain.

Lu Jingyan moved his lips and subconsciously lowered his eyelids.

Her heart was beating very hard, and a thin layer of sweat oozed out of her nervous palm.

Is Sheng Xian going to kiss her?

Is it inappropriate to kiss before his relationship with her?

There is nothing wrong with it, just a kiss, anyway, she also wants to kiss...

Before the word "he" could pass through Lu Jingyan's mind, she saw his side face rubbing her face.

Passed, passed, passed...

Lu Jingyan was stunned for a moment and turned his head subconsciously.

Sheng Xian took up the remote control next to him, pressed it, and the temperature of the central air conditioner was lowered twice.

Lu Jingyan: "…"

Lu Jingyan felt like she was struck by lightning, and her whole body was stiff and hard.

She secretly raised her eyelids and looked at Sheng Xian.

He naturally let go of the remote control, straightened his upper body, and sat next to her.

People just simply take a remote control, how do they want to kiss you?

Lu Jingyan, please be more normal, do you think everyone is like you, and they have filled yellow waste!

Fortunately, you just didn't have the brain to get it right away...

Lu Jingyan imagined the scene and suddenly felt a little suffocated.

"It's still hot?" Sheng Xian's voice suddenly came from the side.

Lu Jingyan turned his head and looked at him, and found that he was staring at his face. She raised her hand and touched her face, which was hot.

Lu Jingyan, who was afraid that he would go around her again and take the remote control, shook his head without thinking, "No, I..." She paused, and saw that the director happened to be filming Mu Chuci who was sitting in the audience watching the Spring Festival Gala, and hurriedly said: "I am excited. I saw my male god, excited."

Sheng Xian didn't say anything and his eyes were on the TV.

When Mu Chuci disappeared on the screen, he lowered his head to look at his phone.

The Spring Festival Gala is not good, but it is also ugly. Most of the people invited are very traffic-rich artists. Because of their work, Lu Jingyan still has some understanding of these artists. From time to time, he tells me which artist often buys water army, which artist has been in the hot searches for her family for the year, and which artist has a good relationship with which marketing accounts.

What Lu Jingyan said was basically Sheng Xian's blind spots, but when she was talking, he would look up at the TV and then respond to her indifferently.

Time came unknowingly, twelve o'clock.

The host of the Spring Festival Gala was counting down enthusiastically. After counting to "1", the lively and festive "Happy New Year" came to the TV.

At the same time, Lu Jingyan heard a sound from beside him: "Happy New Year."

As her words settled, her and Sheng Xian's cell phones began to shake.

Everyone is talking about New Year's blessings at the same time.

Lu Jingyan held his cell phone and replied to the messages one by one. As she replied, she looked at the side.

Sheng Xian drooped his eyelids and stroked the screen with one hand, as if he was replying to a message.

While he didn't notice her gaze, she looked at him for a while, and then when she turned her gaze back to the screen of her phone, she realized that she did not spend this year's Spring Festival alone.

In fact, she could go to Lu Hongcheng for the Spring Festival. She had been there for two years when her parents died, but later she didn't like to go there.

If you can't integrate into it, you feel like an outsider, and it's a lot of extravagance.

Later, she celebrated the Spring Festival alone, and most of the happy days for others and her family were asleep.

For no other reason, you won’t think too much when you fall asleep and won’t be sentimental.

The reason why she saw Sheng Xianfa’s circle of friends who celebrated the Spring Festival alone was affected was because she understood that feeling very much.

On such a special day, it is really easy to have the idea of ​​being abandoned by the whole world.

He had never mentioned his childhood to her, but she could feel from Chen Kai's intermittent words that he had not had a good life before.

His parents divorced very early. They reorganized their families when he was very young. Yang Xu was not much younger than him. Lu Jingyan suddenly became very curious about how Sheng Xian came when he was a child.

Lu Jingyan moved his fingers, clicked Sheng Xian, who was on the top, and sent him a red envelope.

Sheng Xian replied in seconds: "?"

Lu Jingyan: "Brother, I've given you the New Year's money."

Sheng Xian smiled, and he sat beside her, but he still pressed his phone to reply to her message: "Brother is so old, and he still has New Year's money?"

Lu Jingyan: "Well, there are some."

Sheng Xian didn't say anything, nor did he reply to her message.

Lu Jingyan glanced at him and exited the chat dialog box with him.

After midnight, there was nothing to watch. Lu Jingyan was a little sleepy. She held on in the living room for a while and got up: "I'm going to bed."

"Yes." Sheng Xian looked up and responded.

Lu Jingyan replied "Good night" and walked towards the bedroom.

She brushed her teeth and lay back on the bed, and found that Sheng Xian sent her a new message.

Sheng Xian: "Under the pillow."

Lu Jingyan touched under the pillow with a conditioned reflex and found a thick red envelope.

She didn't count much money, and didn't even open it and took a look. She estimated the thickness based on it, and it was more than twenty times more than the 200 yuan red envelope she sent him.

It turned out that he had prepared New Year's money for her long ago.

While she was thinking about it, her phone shook twice.

Sheng Xian received her red envelope.

Sheng Xian: "Thank you, this is the first time my brother has received New Year's money since he grew up."

first……?

Even though her parents are busy, they will still go home during the Spring Festival. When she was a child, she also received New Year's money many times.

This is his first time. Did his parents never send him New Year's money before they divorced?

Even if you don’t have parents, relatives and elders…

Lu Jingyan felt that his heart was stabbed by a needle, and a slight pain appeared.

After a while, she unlocked the automatically black screen phone and sent a bunch of red envelopes.

…

Not long after Lu Jingyan returned to the room, Sheng Xian turned off the lights and returned to the second bedroom.

Seeing that she had never replied to the message, he put down his cell phone and brushed his teeth.

When he came back, he heard the phone ringing in the bed.

He lay on the bed and picked up his cell phone, and found that she had sent him twenty-seven red envelopes.

"Brother's 1-year-old New Year's money."

"Brother's 2-year-old New Year's money."

"Brother's 3-year-old New Year's money."

“…”

"Brother's 27-year-old New Year's money."

Sheng Xian slid the screen and looked down. At the end, somewhere in his heart suddenly collapsed.

His throat was so uncomfortable that it seemed like something was blocked. It took a while for the Adam's apple to slide hard.

He took several deep breaths but failed to stabilize his emotions. He slowly closed his eyes and raised his arms to put them on his eyelids.

In the quiet and dim room, he clearly heard his beating heart and clearly felt a little wet on his arms.
Chapter completed!