Chapter 2171 It’s a New Year

Wen Jin couldn't help laughing and said, "When they say that, I don't even dare to move here."

"Isn't Ajin a brother?" Gu Kai asked angrily.

From the corner of his eye, Wen Jin saw Jing Xiaocha coming up from the stairwell, gave him a 'what do you think' look,' and said to the others, "Call the kids to come downstairs for dinner."

Then he took the lead and walked towards Jing Xiaocha.

Mo Xiuchen and others looked at Wen Jin's leaving figure and agreed that they had all seen Wen Jin wrong before.

This guy definitely values ​​sex over friends.

"Why did you come up?"

Wen Jin came to Jing Xiaocha, raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair that fell on her face behind her ear, and asked gently.

Jing Xiaocha glanced at Mo Xiuchen and others not far away, lowered his voice and said to Wen Jin, "Sister Yiyi and the others laughed at me, so I came up."

Wen Jin's eyes moved slightly, looking at her slightly red cheeks, and suddenly smiled with understanding, "Let's go, I'll accompany you downstairs."

Gu Yan did not attend this year's New Year's Eve dinner.

The reason is that he is already old and does not want to hang out with young people like them. In fact, he took advantage of the Spring Festival holidays to travel.

Without Gu Yan as an elder, a group of young people really played more crazily.

Fortunately, Mo Xiuchen's restaurant is big enough and the dining table is big enough to accommodate such a large group of people.

At the dinner table, Mo Xiuchen, as the host, took the initiative to serve everyone. When he was pouring wine for everyone, Wen Jin stopped him from pouring Xiaocha, "Xiaocha doesn't drink cold drinks, she drinks boiled water."

Mo Xiuchen poured red wine for the beauties. Hearing Wen Jin's words, he frowned in confusion, "Isn't Xiaocha only allergic to white wine?"

Wen Ran on the side reacted quickly to this kind of thing. He gently pulled Mo Xiuchen's sleeve and said with a smile, "Since Xiaocha can't drink it cold, I'll get Xiaocha a cup of boiled water."

"Of course, you sit down and I'll go."

Wen Jin immediately stopped Wen Ran, and after finishing speaking, he pulled out his chair and left his seat.

When Mo Xiuchen turned his head to meet Wen Ran's eyes, he understood something instantly.

He passed Jing Xiaocha and continued to pour wine for An Lin.

Women may be more sensitive to this kind of thing than men. As soon as Wen Jin said those words, it was not just Wen Ran who understood, but also Bai Yiyi, Bai Xiaoxiao and An Lin.

Looking at Jing Xiaocha's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little more ambiguous.

So the extremely thin-skinned Jing Xiaocha blushed again. She lowered her head and did not raise it until Wen Jin put the boiled water in front of her.

Everyone knew that Wen Jin took good care of Jing Xiaocha in the past. Before Jing Xiaocha went abroad, when they had dinner together, Wen Jin would also pick up food for Jing Xiaocha.

But tonight, when everyone saw Wen Jin's attentive and considerate treatment of Jing Xiaocha, they realized that Wen Jin's kindness to Jing Xiaocha in the past was nothing compared to what it is now.

It turns out that whether you are a passionate, cold, or gentle man, love is the same when it comes.

Of course, Wen Jin is not the only one who takes care of others at the dinner table.

Several other men also took good care of their wives, and the one who deserved the most praise was of course the young Zi Yi.

His care and meticulousness towards Qingqing was no less than any other grown man here. Especially when picking fish bones for Qingqing, Zi Yi looked at her very carefully.

"Brother, you eat too."

And Qingqing is not a girl who only knows how to enjoy and not care about others.

No matter what food Zi Yi brought her, she would not finish it alone. Instead, she would eat some for herself and feed Zi Yi some into his mouth.

Zi Yi never disliked her being dirty, even if it was stained with Qing Qing's saliva, he would eat it without any objection.

Thinking of their joke just now, An Lin gave Qingqing a piece of fish she had peeled off and asked with a smile, "Qingqing, go home with your parents tonight. You have been living at brother Ziyi's house for a year. You should be at home with your father next year." Mom."

Qingqing stuffed her mouth with fish meat, raised her eyes to look at An Lin who was speaking, and shook her head without thinking, "No, I want my brother."

"Aunt An, sister Qingqing is living well in our house. She won't be used to it if you take her home."

Zi Yi stopped picking up food and raised his handsome face with a serious expression.

An Lin blinked, "Really? If my sister comes home with us, will you get used to it, Zi Yi?"

"I'm not used to it either, so just let sister Qingqing live in my house, and I will take good care of her."

Zi Yi generously admitted that he was used to having sister Qingqing by his side. If she came home, he would really not be used to it.

Wen Ran glanced at An Lin inexplicably, as if to say: How is it? Qingqing, you are now part of our family, can you still take her back?

An Lin curled her lips in frustration, as if sending Qingqing to the Mo family was a wrong decision.

"Mom, don't be angry."

Qingqing saw An Lin's expression in her eyes and spoke words of comfort in her childish voice.

After saying that, he used a spoon to scoop up a piece of fish meat in the bowl and fed it to An Lin, "Mom, eat fish."

An Lin suddenly smiled again and touched Qingqing's head lovingly, "Qingqing, be good, you can eat it by yourself."

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A group of people who were supposed to stay all night dispersed after twelve o'clock.

Since they all drank tonight, Mo Xiuchen asked Qingfeng to send Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha home.

Before arriving at Wen's house, Wen Jin asked Qingfeng to park the car. He and Jing Xiao came down to have tea and take a walk home.

The early morning night was not deserted.

The flashing neon lights bring the atmosphere of the Spring Festival, and the sound of fireworks is heard from time to time. Even the night breeze tonight has a warmth that it does not usually have on weekdays.

Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha walked with their fingers intertwined, feeling happy and at ease even if neither of them spoke.

"Xiaocha, are you sleepy?"

Wen Jin turned his eyes and asked gently.

Jing Xiaocha shook his head gently, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face.

The tenderness in Wen Jin's eyes was gathering, "Since you're not sleepy, let's go to the cemetery later."

"Cemetery?"

Jing Xiaocha was slightly surprised.

"Yeah." Wen Jin nodded. When he went to the cemetery this morning, he didn't bring Jing Xiaocha with him and went alone.

"Didn't you visit your uncle and aunt this morning?"

Wen Jin turned around and looked at Jing Xiaocha under the dim street light, "I went alone in the morning and you didn't go. Now I want to take you to meet my parents."

The reason why he went alone in the morning was to take her with him now.

"Then why did you do it this morning?"

Jing Xiaocha asked confused. Thinking of last year's New Year's Eve, when she quietly followed him to the cemetery, some speculation flashed in her mind.

Wen Jin raised his generous palm and touched her gently, with a slightly cool face, passing the warmth of his palm to her, "It's a new year now, and I want to tell my parents on the first day of the new year, I will no longer be alone."

When Jing Xiaocha heard the words "I will no longer be alone", my heart felt an inexplicable pain.