After the house procedures were completed and the weather turned cold, Jiang Zhaosu and Qi Xing were able to move into their new home.

Qi Xing kept complaining, "If we had kids or a dog, we'd have to worry about all sorts of things, and we wouldn't be able to leave whenever we want. It's better for us to just be the two of us."

Jiang Zhaosu was folding clothes on the bed and replied casually, "Yes, yes, you are right."

Qi Xing fell onto the bed with a thud, and with a wave of his hand, he overturned all the clothes that Jiang Zhaosu had just folded. "Jiang Fugui, why do I feel like you've been getting more and more perfunctory with me lately?"

Before Jiang Zhaosu could say anything, Qi Xing covered her face with her hands and started to cry: "You've been with me for a long time, and you think I'm old and ugly. You're tired of me, right?"

Jiang Zhaosu: “…”

Have you had enough of the trouble?

She truly felt that Qi Xing was right.

The last time the beagle stayed in their house for only a week, Jiang Zhaosu felt like he had aged by dozens of years.

Jiang Zhaosu was extremely grateful that Qi Xing had the foresight to let her experience the life of raising a dog first, so that she could give up the idea in time.

"Go, go, go away."

Seeing that the clothes he had folded with great difficulty were messed up by Qi Xing, Jiang Zhaosu reached out to push him, but Qi Xing grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms.

The two rolled together in their clothes. Jiang Zhaosu stood up and leaned on Qi Xing's chest, looking up at him: "Qi Ronghua, are you childish?"

No matter how old you are, you still use this trick.

Qi Xing curled his eyes and said shamelessly, "What's childish? This is called youthful energy."

"Only middle-aged men would say such things." Jiang Zhaosu mocked him.

"I am a middle-aged uncle, then what are you?" Qi Xing asked her back.

Jiang Zhaosu was speechless for a moment.

When she was eighteen or nineteen years old, she still felt young and said with confidence that Qi Xing was old.

But now she is in her thirties, and the huge age difference between her and Qi Xing is now negligible.

Jiang Zhaosu snorted in dissatisfaction: "I am a young man in the prime of life."

Qi Xing chuckled and mocked her: "What you said is no different from what I said just now."

Jiang Zhaosu lowered his head and bit his mouth.

After packing their luggage, they set off.

I originally wanted to invite Qi Tong and An Yudie, but they were more free-spirited and went abroad to travel directly, planning to celebrate the New Year abroad.

After arriving at the new villa, Qi Xing and Jiang Zhaosu were busy for several days, cleaning, buying furniture, and even hiring someone to clean and put the hot spring in the courtyard into use.

Even in winter, the daytime temperature here is still around 10 degrees Celsius. The vegetation in the courtyard is lush and green, and at night, the hot springs are filled with white mist, and under the dim light, it looks like a fairyland on earth, hazy and beautiful.

After taking a shower, Jiang Zhaosu couldn't wait to rush out of the room wrapped in a bath towel, took a deep breath of the fresh and slightly cool air outside, and then jumped into the hot spring pool.

"Qi Ronghua, come quickly!"

Immersing my body in the warm pool, I didn't feel cold at all.

Jiang Zhaosu happily splashed water in the pool and called out to Qi Xing: "It's so comfortable to soak in here!"

Qi Xing walked out of the living room wearing a bathrobe, holding a tray filled with cut fruits and drinks, which were arranged quite elegantly.

Jiang Zhaosu treaded water and swam over. Seeing the milky white liquid in the cup, he said disdainfully, "Drinking milk on New Year's Eve?"

With such a beautiful scenery, shouldn’t they have a glass of high-end red wine to show their style?

"I don't drink." Qi Xing raised his eyebrows.

Ever since that glass was spilled, Qi Xing said he wouldn't touch alcohol and he really never touched it again.

"No exception on such an important day?" Jiang Zhaosu continued to ask without giving up.

"No."

Qi Xing answered coldly and put the tray on the stone platform beside the pool. He took off his bathrobe and immersed himself in the hot spring pool with Jiang Zhaosu.

Jiang Zhaosu slid over and hugged him, tilting his head and resting his face on his shoulder, grinning, "Are you afraid that you'll get drunk and do something embarrassing again?"

"Don't worry, I'm here and I won't let anything happen to you." Jiang Zhaosu patted his chest and promised.

Qi Xing glanced at her sideways: "It's because you are here that I dare not drink."

Although they had grown older, they had lived a smooth and carefree life over the years. Jiang Zhaosu's temperament seemed to be frozen at nineteen. Even in his thirties, his eyes were still like those of a little girl, cunning and silly, and he only knew how to eat and play all day.

God knows what this mischievous guy will do while he is unconscious.

Sure enough, after he said this, Jiang Zhaosu suddenly raised his hand and splashed water on Qi Xing's face: "Stinky Qi Ronghua."

Qi Xing pushed aside the wet hair from his forehead and pretended to teach Jiang Zhaosu a lesson, but then he heard Jiang Zhaosu say, "I had prepared a New Year's gift for you, but now I won't give it to you!"

"What gift?" Curiosity made Qi Xing temporarily put down his hand that was hanging in the air.

They are almost inseparable every day. When did Jiang Zhaosu secretly prepare a gift behind his back?

Moreover, Jiang Zhaosu is a very pragmatic person and has never cared about the sense of ceremony, so they have not even had a wedding yet.

What kind of gift could make her wait until New Year's Eve to tell him about it?

Jiang Zhaosu's casual words made Qi Xing more and more frightened. His mind was churning with thoughts, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. His eyes unconsciously looked at Jiang Zhaosu's lower abdomen hidden in the hot spring pool.

Could it be a child?

But he didn’t notice that Jiang Zhaosu had grown any belly fat recently?

"Where are you looking?" Jiang Zhaosu stared at him with his black eyes.

Qi Xing lowered his gaze: "Uh..."

"Wealth."

Qi Xing's expression suddenly became serious. He put one arm around Jiang Zhaosu and touched her belly with the other, saying earnestly, "Actually, if you really want to have a child, I can accept it..."

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