As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...
Wen Shuqiao packed everything neatly when she brought it over. All he had to do was make room for it and put it on the dining table one by one. It was very simple.
The three of them performed their duties in a very harmonious manner. Although they missed the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala, they made it to the beginning of the first program, so it wasn't a big regret.
Shen Jiazhou pulled the TV out to face the dining table. Because they were all watching the Spring Festival Gala, the three of them sat on one side for the hot pot.
Can Can sat in the middle, looking left and right, swinging her legs, very happy.
He held the glass up with both hands and said, "Auntie and Uncle, shall we toast?"
The juice in the glass is peach juice, it's super delicious!
Wen Shuqiao smiled, picked up her cup, and turned to look at Shen Jiazhou.
Shen Jiazhou also raised his glass, and the two adults' glasses moved closer together, almost simultaneously touching the sparkling glass.
The crisp sounds overlapped, and Shen Jiazhou's gaze fell on the cups together. Then, following Wen Shuqiao's arm, he looked up and saw her smiling eyes, but they were directed at Can Can.
Shen Jiazhou felt a little empty, but the next second, Wen Shuqiao suddenly shifted her gaze from Cancan and met his eyes at a distance.
When their eyes met, Shen Jiazhou's breathing unconsciously froze.
He saw Wen Shuqiao blink slightly and move the cup in her hand away a little.
Can Can withdrew his hand. He came to his senses and was about to take his cup back as well, but Wen Shuqiao's cup came after him.
I touched him lightly.
The sound amplified infinitely in his ears and landed on his heart like a feather gently brushing against him, making him feel a little itchy.
Shen Jiazhou looked up at her again, and she still had that smiling expression on her face. Her red lips parted slightly as she congratulated him: "Jiazhou, Happy New Year's Eve."
Shen Jiazhou seemed to realize something, his gaze shifting from her lips, the tips of his ears slowly turning red again, and he hummed in agreement: "Happy New Year's Eve."
He is really happy now.