What to do

Xuanyuan Shangguo really kept his promise that he celebrated the 200-year-old New Year's Eve with them in a small courtyard in the suburbs.

For this day, he made a lot of preparations, bought a lot of gifts, piled up hills on the table, and was so happy that Mao Mao and Doudou were going crazy.

Mao Mao grabbed things with Doudou and said shyly, "Dad, in fact, as long as you can celebrate the New Year with us, we will be very happy..."

Xuanyuan still sighed: "I have only cared about my own affairs over the years and ignored you. These are my compensation..."

Luo Wener stared at him in the screams of a pair of children... What is "ignoring"? What "compensation"? Are you too deep into the play?

The two carved up the gifts and hugged them in their arms. Doudou blushed with excitement and opened his mouth without front teeth: "Dad, you bought so much for us, and what did you prepare for your mother?"

Xuan Yuanshang looked at Luo Wen'er, smiled and lowered his eyes.

"What do you know?" Mao Mao took the opportunity to grab a small box from Doudou's hand that he had long seen: "The gift from my father to my mother is when there is no one..."

"Mao Mao!" Luo Wener shouted angrily.

Doudou immediately said, "I want to put away all the gifts. Let me tell you, don't follow me!"

However, Mao Mao was a child. He immediately chased him out and shouted, "That's where I hid things. Don't move!"

There were only two people left in the room, which was strangely quiet.

Luo Wener raised her eyes and saw that Xuan Yuan was still looking at her, and as soon as her sleeve moved, she seemed to take something out of it.

She hurried to the door. The moment her hand touched the door panel, she stopped and turned her head slightly, but her eyes fell on the elm square table under the window: "Thank you."

I only left this sentence and left.

The door opened and closed, and the figure disappeared.

Xuanyuan Shang looked at the quiet door panel, pinched the thing in his sleeve, put it down, and smiled silently.

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This New Year's Eve is very lively.

Is it about reaching out and not hitting people with smiling faces, or holding other people's hands short? Wanying found that Luo Wener's attitude towards this Mr. Xuanyuan was much better. Of course, it is only limited to no further expulsion and no longer frowning.

She has a cold face and lowered her eyes. When she is air, and every hair and Doudou call a "father" affectionately and pester others to act coquettishly, the corners of her eyes keep **,**.

Luo Wener had a difficult New Year's Eve.

When the fireworks spread all over the night sky, and when the firecrackers pushed the night crazy, Wanying saw that Luo Wener smiled, which was a kind of relief from the bottom of her heart.

After all, Mao Mao and Doudou are still young. After a day of excitement, they are finally tired. The little head is nestled in Xuanyuan's arms little by little, holding "Dad"'s neck.

Luo Wen'er asked Wanying to take the two to bed.

Doudou muttered: "No, I want to be with my father..."

Mao Mao opened his hazy sleepy eyes, but his mind was very clear: "You are really not good. Dad wants to sleep with his mother..."

Even if Wanying didn't look back, she knew that Luo Wen's eyebrows had stood up.

However, the two children quickly reached an agreement.

Therefore, since he was born, he refused to leave Luo Wen'er for half a step. Every night, the two children who slept on the left side of his mother and who slept on the right obediently followed Wanying to rest independently.

Before leaving, Doudou also pulled Xuanyuan's sleeve: "Dad, you said you would accompany me to set off firecrackers tomorrow morning..."

What reason is this guy looking for until tomorrow? Are you going to leave this fake all the time?

However, Luo Wener didn't say a word, only watched Wanying lead the two children to settle down, and turned around and entered the door.

The door sound fell later, and the man actually went back to the room with her.

Then she remembered that she did not arrange a room for Xuanyuan...

No, does she really want him to live here?

His hands tightened, suddenly opened the drawer, took out a small lacquered wooden box from it, put it on the table, and pushed it to Xuanyuan Shang.

Xuanyuan looked at her doubtfully, picked up the box, opened it, and immediately changed his face. He put it on the lid and forced her in just one step.

Luo Wener was shocked and unconsciously retreated. She turned to a calm look and said in a clear voice, "I know that Duke Ning is very busy. This is Xie Li. Thank you for accompanying them for the Spring Festival. I hope..."

I hope you won't show up again!

However, facing the chill on his face, she was fury at the bottom of her heart and wanted to look back to see if Sanlang was outside. If he dares to take another step forward, she will call someone.

In fact, she also knows that it is a little humiliating to give him a silver ticket, no matter how much it is.

As the Duke of Ning, what is there? Perhaps in the eyes of many people, she should be grateful for their dignity, but she just doesn't want to have any contact with this person, no matter what it is for.

"Duke Ning doesn't promise them anything anymore. Please leave as soon as possible after tomorrow.

She has already figured out a set of words and said that he went "business" again. The two children are becoming more and more thieves now, but she doesn't have time to consider whether they believe it or not. In short, as long as the man disappears, she will have a way to get everything back on track.

Xuanyuan looked at her frosty face and suddenly found that he was angry.

Angry?

It seems that since he became sensible, he has never known what kind of emotion anger is, or that many emotions are dispensable and light for him, because there has never been anything that anyone can make his mood fluctuate.

But now, in the face of this woman and her impatience, an inexplicable anger gushed out of his heart, like a thin volcano, boiling so much that he wanted to catch this woman...

Catch it?

The clenched fist hidden in the open sleeve moved... Grab it, what are you doing?

He remembered that he once held this woman's waist... Her waist was very thin and soft...

He also remembered that he once patted the woman on the shoulder... Her shoulder was very thin and weak...

He remembered that on that lightning and thunderous summer, he once hugged this woman...

He hugged her...

For a moment, he suddenly lost his mind and blurted out a whisper: "That's all..."

It seems that neither he nor she understands what "these" mean.

The color of fireworks is sparsely reflected on the window paper, and the sound of firecrackers has become far away and sparse.

In the silence, the two were silent, bowing their heads, and the swaying candlelight spread their shadows on the wall and jumped gently.

"I..."

For a long time, he found his voice. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to say.

Looking at her drooping head, the anger once again blocked her chest.

He turned around and strode away.

When the door rang, everything returned to quiet.

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"Dad, look, does this lamp look good?"

"Dad, I want this little rabbit lamp..."

"Dad, what is this lantern riddle talking about?"

In the bustling crowd, Luo Wener tried to distance herself from the big and two small ones behind her. But the tourists are too crowded and always push her back. And she is not very relieved. Although the man said that there was no malice against her and her children, how could she believe it?

From time to time, she looked back and saw him holding Doudou, holding Mao Mao, with a gentle face and answering their requests, and then looked at her and smiled faintly.

Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and the streets are full of colorful lights. He stood in the five-color light, tall and straight, and his body was even more high in a stone-blue silver rat skin. At this moment, the glazed walking lamp next to him quietly swept the flowing light on his face, wandering light and dark, reflecting the edges and corners of the face. And those too bright and compelling eyes soaked the gentleness of the light, presenting an elegant and warm spring water.

She had to admit that this man was excellent. Even with two children, even if the child called him "Dad", countless women looked at him admiring him with a shy face.

If he is not Xuanyuan Shang, if he is not from Xueling, if he does not have a cooperative and defensive relationship with Qian Yumo, perhaps she will not reject this person so much. However, he not only has a very special and ** identity, but also inexplicably approaches her two children. Although he always shows goodwill, he has really not done anything bad so far, but she can't take him lightly.

And until now, she doesn't know why he is here and why he has something to do with her. She can't believe that if there is no intention and the drive of interests, why wouldn't such an important person stay in Xueling honestly, but run here, wander around the scenery, and pay great attention to her children?

It's not that he doesn't know her identity. According to his ability, he should have known whose child Mao Mao's Doudou is. What is he for?

Recently, as long as she thinks of this person and his unspeakable purpose, she is frightened.

But what can she do?

Export him? She also has to have that ability. And she not only couldn't expel him from the country, but she couldn't even drive him out of Tianxiang Tower.

On the first day of the lunar new year, he did "fulcomme the contract" and set off firecrackers with Doudou.

She still remembers that she didn't sleep all night because of the vigil. When the sky was light, she opened the window and saw him standing in the courtyard with his back to this side, with his hands behind his back, and she didn't know what he was looking at.

At that time, she was stunned and then remembered that she had no place to rest for this person. However, according to her identity, how to accommodate an unfamiliar man? After all, he is not the little green at the beginning.

Then he left.

She was once relieved, but when Tianxiang Building opened for business on the fifth day of the first lunar month, this person slowly walked into the store.

He is calm and elegant. She just can't ignore it. So I saw him enter the store and watch him sit by the window.

She only saw this person, but she didn't notice the gray-clothed young man sitting opposite him, and his face turned blue.

He came again, and he came again. What on earth does he want to do?