"When my mother married into the Zhou family, it was my third uncle who went to pick her up." Zhou Jingwei looked at the bright red palm prints on Zhou Lingshan's face, and his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses said sarcastically: "You might as well think about it, he is now How do you feel after learning everything about the Lin family?"

Zhou Lingshan didn't react for a long time, and finally woke up. He looked at Zhou Jingwei in astonishment and said hoarsely: "What are you talking about? What is the relationship between the third brother and the Lin family!"

Zhou Jingwei did not answer, but looked at Zhou Lingshan with a look of disdainful indifference.

The one who makes the most of his plans is the final winner.

Cheng Weiyue is busy with her studies at Dise Art University, and she often has no time to take care of herself.

She has too many things to do, and when she occasionally browses business news in her spare time, she can see a few words about Zhou Jingwei.

Cheng Weiyue knew that Zhou Jingwei did not report his good news but not his bad news, so she could only get a glimpse of his situation from these relatively objective news reports.

There is a large group of pigeons in the square in front of her home. Sometimes Cheng Weiyue is bored after school, so she will feed the pigeons alone in the square.

On the streets of foreign countries, there are always people singing unknown folk songs, which brings about the pain of homesickness.

Cheng Weiyue misses Zhou Jingwei very much.

Summer has passed and winter has come, and it’s winter solstice again.

At the Capital International Airport of Country Y, Cheng Weiyue wore a gray woolen skirt, black hair and red lips, and her stunning appearance attracted the attention of passers-by.

A year later, he emerged even more beautiful.

She stood in the middle of the crowd, looking down at the news on her phone in trance.

Until Zhou Jingwei's message popped in.

A few numbers: "I got off the plane."

So she put her cell phone in her pocket and spied on him among the crowd.

Zhou Jingwei wore a dark windbreaker, very casually dressed, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows looked a little more tired from a long journey, and he was less lazy and carefree.

He saw Cheng Weiyue almost immediately. What should I say?

At that moment, all the fatigue and business calculations of this year seemed to be turned into ashes in an instant.

Both of them were silent for a long time, just walking towards each other step by step without stopping.

"Why have you lost weight?" Zhou Jingwei looked at Cheng Weiyue's palm-sized face with a gentle smile in his eyes.

There were messages of flight numbers being played all the time in the airport, the foreign language was difficult to speak, and the accent was still unaccustomed.

Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhou Jingwei's face with a bright smile in her eyes: "Maybe she didn't eat well."

Zhou Jingwei also smiled and touched the back of Cheng Weiyue's head: "I have learned a few new dishes and I will cook them for you."

Just like ordinary lovers, they meet again after a long separation, speaking plain and difficult words.

No one knows the turmoil in their hearts.

Cheng Weiyue bought Spring Festival couplets and New Year pictures in Chinatown and had already put them up before Zhou Jingwei arrived.

Zhou Jingwei dragged the suitcase with one hand and led Cheng Weiyue inside with the other.

"How many days can you stay here this time?" Cheng Weiyue suddenly asked as she was about to reach the door.

Zhou Jingwei paused slightly, held her hand tighter, and said, "Two days."

More than Cheng Weiyue imagined.

The luggage was placed at the entrance. Zhou Jingwei turned around, hugged Cheng Weiyue tightly, and considered words of comfort: "Weiyue... I am indeed a little busy."

"It's okay, it's great that you can come." Cheng Weiyue smiled sweetly: "And I'm also very busy. My teacher assigned me a lot of homework, and I need to complete it well."

She had crescent-shaped almond eyes and a gentle smile: "Zhou Jingwei, you see, I can take good care of myself."

She really takes good care of herself.

Zhou Jingwei saw it.

An orderly room with a rose tree tied with red silk at the door.

Even when he is not by her side, she will live her life without any fuss.

Zhou Jingwei thought like this, and kissed Cheng Weiyue's eyebrows under the quiet light.

The clothes fell to the ground one by one.

Cheng Weiyue felt Zhou Jingwei's kiss.

Moist, gentle, and filled with unspeakable love.

The temperature of his fingertips was hot, bringing out all her throbbing and panic.

Love is too diffuse and overflowing.

The two were kissing, hugging, and possessing each other in every corner of the villa.

Cheng Weiyue's eyelashes were stained with tears, and Zhou Jingwei kissed her gently little by little.

He said: "Happy New Year, little moon, I love you very much."

In her daze, Cheng Weiyue asked him: "Do you only love me?"

There seemed to be a low hoarse smile brushing her ears.

Cheng Weiyue heard Zhou Jingwei say: "Yes, I only love you. Are you satisfied?"

Cheng Weiyue was very satisfied, but she didn't seem that satisfied.

So she said: "Zhou Jingwei, I only love you."

This seems to be satisfactory.

Zhou Jingwei held her very tightly, so tightly that she felt like she couldn't breathe.

She felt his emotions, every inch of them, was about love.

The sunshine outside the window was very bright. Cheng Weiyue was lying on the bed. The moment Zhou Jingwei opened the curtains, the cold and warm sunshine poured in warmly.

Cheng Weiyue retracted herself into the quilt, so Zhou Jingwei took her and the quilt into his arms. He smelled of the fragrance after bathing.

It was the fruity fragrance that Cheng Weiyue used on weekdays, but when the fragrance touched Zhou Jingwei's body, it became more confusing and confusing.

She heard Zhou Jingwei say: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, what do you want to eat?"

The two of them have been so ridiculous that they haven't eaten anything yet.

When Cheng Weiyue was asked this question, she suddenly felt a little hungry.

She poked her two dark eyes out of the quilt and looked at Zhou Jingwei with moist light: "I want to eat noodles."

It’s really easy to make a living.

"Just some noodles and nothing else?" Zhou Jingwei scratched the tip of her nose.

Cheng Weiyue said, just eat some noodles.

"Okay," Zhou Jingwei paused and asked her, "Can I add a poached egg?"

Cheng Weiyue nodded very positively.

She rested on the bed for a while, then went to the bathroom to rinse herself, then put on her slippers and walked downstairs.

The heating is very strong, even if you are only wearing pajamas, you will not feel cold.

Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei's back working in the kitchen.

The apron she was using was a little too small for him and was set aside.

The sleeves of Zhou Jingwei's white shirt were rolled up, revealing a cold white and strong arm.

Cheng Weiyue suddenly thought of the way Zhou Jingwei held her just now.

So I blushed indescribably and my heart beat.

She moved to the kitchen door silently and said in a very good tone: "There are tomatoes in the refrigerator."

"I saw it," Zhou Jingwei turned his head, with a slight smile, and asked very gently: "I put two, are they enough?"

Cheng Weiyue said enough.

The smoke of fireworks filled the small space, and Cheng Weiyue looked at Zhou Jingwei's back.

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