Chapter 120 Happy New Year (End of Main Text) Over a thousand words have been added, please read on~

Two people stood in front of the shelves, selecting household items they would need later.

Jiang Xia's hand was held by Wu Zhou, who guided his palm to slowly sweep over the rows of dazzling goods in front of him.

The packaging of the goods felt cool and smooth to the touch, but Jiang Xia felt that the items were extremely hot.

The two of them will need it in a little while...

Jiangxia looked at the flavors: mint, chocolate, strawberry... so many flavors!

We can't try them one by one...

Jiang Xia shrank back, but Wu Zhou didn't give him a chance to hesitate.

Jiang Xia was so embarrassed that the tips of his fingers turned red, and he didn't know how to choose.

Wu Zhou's voice was hoarse: "Can I assume you want to try them all?"

Jiang Xia paused for a moment, her body trembled slightly, and she looked up at him.

From his perspective, he saw a slight curve at the corner of the man's mouth.

"No... um..."

Just as Jiang Xia was about to speak, a gentle kiss landed on his left earlobe.

This level of kiss wasn't considered very explicit. Jiang Xia didn't push him away; she simply closed her mouth quietly, lowered her head, and murmured softly.

"Chocolate flavor..."

His voice was very soft, but Wu Zhou heard it.

Wu Zhou kissed his cheek again to express his appreciation, and then said something that made Jiang Xia blush: "Take a few more boxes, just in case."

They took their things and paid the bill.

Jiang Xia was led out of the unmanned self-service store by Wu Zhou.

Once the two were in the car, Wu Zhou stepped over the passenger seat and gave Jiang Xia a deep kiss before driving off.

Jiang Xia opened her mouth to welcome him.

When kissing, Wu Zhou always likes to stroke his neck with his hand, slowly, and feel his whole body trembling.

Shaking violently, it instinctively responded to the other person to alleviate the discomfort.

Lips and teeth intertwined, an intimate act unique to lovers.

Finally, the two kissed until they were breathless before reluctantly letting go.

Wu Zhou was being very overly affectionate tonight, and when he moved away, Jiang Xia clearly saw the lust in his eyes.

He was well-prepared and determined to win.

While Jiang Xia was lost in thought, Wu Zhou moved closer to him and occasionally pecked at his lips.

Jiang Xia was a little dazed from the kisses and instinctively responded.

Wu Zhou didn't rush to drive: "I watched the entire live stream today."

Jiang Xia looked at him and couldn't help but chuckle and tease, "I didn't even show my face, so you got a free look, didn't you?"

Wu Zhou shook his head: "In the earlier segments, you were occasionally filmed when the camera switched scenes, but you weren't shown at all when the reporters interviewed you later."

Jiang Xia nodded and explained, "Generally, the translator's face is not shown."

This is an esports competition, and the focus should be on the players. Whether the translator's face is shown or not does not affect the overall effect of the competition.

The organizers made all the necessary preparations in advance, and the contestants received their interviews via earpieces.

If it's a last-minute arrangement, then the translator might stand beside the camera and be recorded.

Or rather, it was specially arranged.

The two got back to the main topic, and Wu Zhou lowered his voice: "It doesn't matter, whether you show your face or not, I can still hear your voice, it's very pleasant to hear."

"You don't know, the live stream chat was full of praise for the organizers for finally being generous and willing to hire professionals."

"Your voice is really beautiful."

Jiang Xia's voice is very distinctive and clear. When he is working, he speaks very quickly, and every word is clear and distinct.

In everyday life, when he speaks, he slows down to a point where people react slowly.

Previously, when Wu Ming called his friends, if Wu Zhou were nearby, he could immediately tell whether it was Jiang Xia on the other end of the line.

The two chatted intimately for a while before Wu Zhou reluctantly drove away.

He drove a minivan tonight, and the back seat had plenty of space.

The car arrived at the underground parking garage of the residential complex.

There weren't many cars in the community's garage. Wu Zhou had his own garage. After Jiang Xia watched the car go into the garage, Wu Zhou pressed the gate switch.

He was about to get out of the car and take the elevator up through the small door at the back.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zhou got into the car first and said, "Jiang Xia, I want to kiss you again."

The words came a little later than the actions. By the time he started speaking, Jiang Xia's body had already slumped down, and he had been pressed into a chair in the back row.

Wu Zhou reclined the chair, pressed gently against Jiang Xia, and kissed his body.

Jiang Xia grunted and said, "No..."

Wu Zhou's voice was hoarse: "Then I'll carry you upstairs."

Jiang Xia then thought of Zhan Lintian still upstairs, and he couldn't bear to be kissed by two men at the same time while he was sober.

Jiang Xia could only try his best to persuade them, but the body's reaction could not be faked.

While kissing him, Wu Zhou asked, "Last time, when you hit my sensitive spot, did it hurt or feel good?"

Jiang Xia's lips trembled, and he closed his eyes without answering, but his mind was racing.

Each time he was hit, that spot would send an intense tingling sensation through him, like an electric shock to his entire body. The signals his brain was sending almost made him faint from excitement.

The slight pain from being forcibly taken by a man is almost negligible.

Jiang Xia didn't know that perhaps because he had been parched for too long, his body had matured, which was why he was so compatible with Wu Zhou or Zhan Lintian...

Or is it simply an addictive poison...?

He finds it difficult to give a bad review.

Wu Zhou's words stirred up Jiang Xia's feelings, and he couldn't help but squeeze his legs together and rub them slightly.

Wu Zhou said, "Don't cross your legs, cross them around my waist."

Wu Zhou first pulled Jiang Xia to sit up, and the two looked at each other.

In front of Jiang Xia, Wu Zhou tore off the packaging and handed it to Jiang Xia.

"Sweetie, help me put it on..."

Wu Zhou could have done it himself, but he wanted to guide Jiang Xia to keep doing intimate things that were unique to the two of them.

Step by step, he made Jiangxia completely accept him.

Jiang Xia held the slippery object, remaining motionless.

Wu Zhou's voice came from beside me, "Take your time, you can learn it..."

In the dim light, Jiang Xia's hand was held, and someone helped Wu Zhou put on his hat little by little.

He slowly stroked down with his fingertips, brushing against the raised veins on Wu Zhou's skin.

The size they bought was barely enough.

Wu Zhou said in a low voice, "Next time you can buy a size up."

As he spoke, Jiang Xia was pressed back down onto the chair and rubbed against him, as if deliberately arousing Jiang Xia's desire.

"Jiangxia, think back to how it felt last time."

"You haven't forgotten..."

Jiang Xia bit his fingers, not daring to look at him, until Wu Zhou stopped teasing him and bent down to get closer to him.

Jiang Xia didn't dare to speak, not knowing how well the garage was soundproofed. At first, she could only gently bite Wu Zhou's tie, and later she put his shirt in her mouth.

But occasionally, the sound would still escape Wu Zhou's lips as he moved.

He hugged the man tightly, his fingers scratching Wu Zhou's back. Because Jiang Xia had cut his fingernails clean beforehand, Wu Zhou only felt that this little bit of feeling was like flirting.

Jiang Xia held Wu Zhou very tightly, but finally couldn't bear the noise and, fearing that the vehicle's sound insulation was inadequate, he took the initiative to kiss Wu Zhou, using a haphazard kiss to block out the noise.

Jiang Xia didn't know when he went upstairs; he only remembered Wu Zhou holding him.

As soon as Jiang Xia entered the house, before she had even woken up, the breath of the person next to her turned into a dense barrage of kisses.

Jiang Xia was being kissed wildly, and for a moment he couldn't tell who was kissing him.

He felt like he was dreaming, dreaming that Zhan Lintian was kissing him.

Finally, Jiang Xia curled up in the bedsheets that had already been changed, like a hedgehog, his body hunched over with his face down.

Someone brought him food, dug him out of bed, and fed his drowsy lover several mouthfuls of food.

Jiang Xia chewed, a lingering crimson tinge still in his eyes.

He was in a daze and couldn't see who was feeding him; he just felt food being stuffed into his mouth as soon as he opened it.

The man next to me grinned: "Is it good?"

Jiang Xia lowered her eyes and didn't answer him, but just kept chewing, clearly not yet fully awake.

When Jiang Xia regained consciousness, it was already the next morning.

His back ached, his lips were swollen and red. When he first woke up, he still felt unwell. He opened his eyes wide and stared awkwardly at the ceiling in front of him.

Zhan Lintian noticed his movement and kissed the area above his eyelids: "It's still early, you can continue sleeping."

Jiang Xia was exhausted. He moved his body and found Zhan Lintian in front of him, while Wu Zhou's arm was wrapped around his waist.

With their skin pressed together, Jiang Xia realized that she wasn't wearing pajamas.

He blushed with embarrassment and tried to get up, but as soon as he reached out his hand, he saw two rings on the ring finger of his left hand.

One is a wide-band ring filled with tiny diamonds; the other is a vine-like design with five diamonds.

Jiang Xia vaguely guessed which ring someone had put on his finger...

Jiang Xia stared at the ring for a long time, thinking that the wide band must have been a gift from Wu Zhou...

The delicate wisteria loops have a very stylish design, which may be a style that Zhan Lintian likes.

He could only guess, but not be sure; Jiang Xia hadn't figured it out.

Finally, I drifted off to sleep again...

*

Wu Zhou and Zhan Lintian naturally apologized for several days afterward.

Jiang Xia was no longer angry, but they still kept chasing after him to apologize.

Jiang Xia was speechless, and he seriously suspected that they wanted to kiss each other while apologizing.

Finally, Jiang Xia said that if they continued to use the excuse of apologizing to kiss him repeatedly, he would have a serious "talk" with them.

Although the situation can no longer be overturned, this tactic still works.

Jiang Xia was quite busy during the Spring Festival this year. First, he resigned from his previous company. He visited some colleagues who had taken care of him and also met with Editor-in-Chief Sun.

Editor-in-Chief Sun originally wanted to arrange another blind date for him, but before he could say anything, he saw the ring on Jiang Xia's hand.

Although the elderly man didn't understand why people wore two wedding rings, he thought it might just be a trend among young people.

Jiang Xia didn't explain why, and after staying for most of the day, he reluctantly said goodbye.

Editor-in-Chief Sun has mentored me on numerous occasions and helped me a great deal.

Jiangxia has now moved to a new platform. If Editor-in-Chief Sun ever needs his help, please don't hesitate to ask.

As Editor-in-Chief Sun saw him off, he said, "Whether I can help or not is another matter. Jiang Xia, you're all alone in Mengcheng, without any relatives or friends around. Why don't you come to my house for the Spring Festival this year?"

He added, "If you and your partner both agree."

If Jiang Xia's lover is also struggling alone in Mengcheng, and the two poor souls huddle together for warmth, then it would be better for them to integrate into their own large family.

Jiang Xia smiled and said, "Thank you, Editor-in-Chief Sun. I will definitely visit you again during the holidays."

"Okay, okay!" Editor-in-Chief Sun nodded.

After being reminded by Editor-in-Chief Sun, Jiang Xia realized that the Spring Festival was just around the corner.

After that, people started calling him, asking if he wanted to spend New Year's Eve together.

For example, the old lady who originally lived there still longed for Jiangxia.

"My children have all come back from abroad. If you're still spending the holiday alone, come to my house!"

Jiang Xia expressed his gratitude.

Jiang Xia also said that he would visit relatives and friends during the Lunar New Year this year.

Several colleagues who were on good terms with him heard that he wasn't going back to Duliang for the Lunar New Year and said they would visit him during the holiday.

I'll try to ride on his career success.

Jiang Xia asked around and learned that it was arranged by his apprentice behind the scenes; they had already planned to come together on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

If Jiangxia agrees.

Jiang Xia thought for a moment and said he had no objection.

Wu Zhou doesn't have many friends, mostly business partners, but some people are planning to come, such as Assistant Xie, who has a good relationship with Jiang Xia.

Assistant Xie isn't stupid. If he can't pay New Year's greetings to President Wu to curry favor, then he'll pay New Year's greetings to Jiang Xia, since the two of them live together anyway.

If Mr. Wu agrees...

Zhan Lintian's friends, such as Ying Hua, also figured out something about it.

He called Jiang Xia to secretly inquire about Zhan Lintian's recent schedule.

Suddenly, Jiang Xia felt that his house couldn't accommodate so many people.

It really brings back memories of visiting relatives and friends during festivals when I was a child.

Jiangxia is prepared to do things one by one.

For example, he wanted to personally go and buy food for the holiday.

He could no longer just cook some frozen dumplings to fool himself like he did in previous years.

However, Wu Zhou and Zhan Lintian are approaching the Lunar New Year, and the company will soon be on holiday.

They got busy, but luckily Zhan Lintian brought Wenwen, his little buddy, along.

The little girl is getting rounder and rounder, and she follows Jiang Xia around all day calling her "Auntie" this and "Auntie" that, her little mouth as sweet as honey.

Jiang Xia would take her to the supermarket every day.

Wenwen had never been to a supermarket before, and she was shocked. Wow! So, she kept pestering Jiang Xia to take her to the supermarket every day.

Jiangxia bought new clothes for everyone; Wenwen received a bright red down jacket dress.

Jiang Xia carried her while shopping and they ran into Assistant Xie, who had been assigned to help out.

Assistant Xie then arranged for two more assistants.

"We need to buy a lot of New Year's goods this year," said Assistant Xie.

Jiang Xia hummed in agreement and said with a smile, "Otherwise, we won't be able to handle the situation."

Assistant Xie was looking at his phone while working. After thinking for a moment, he took a picture of Jiangxia's back and sent it to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming has been secretly inquiring lately about whether Jiang Xia is living a happy life.

He did not comfort the second young master.

Previously, Assistant Xie was tormented by Wu Ming, and had to work overtime late at night to find him and take him home...

Just one picture, no comment.

Assistant Xie: That was awesome!

*

This year's New Year's Eve dinner was exceptionally lavish.

Jiang Xia also cooked, making some of the home-style dishes he often ate as a child, based on recipes found online.

Egg and meat rolls, stir-fried cured pork with scallions, and farmhouse-style stir-fried pork.

He also brewed fermented glutinous rice a few days in advance—a "drink" he always drank during the Chinese New Year.

Wenwen wanted to help, so her assistant bought her a mini kitchenette. She happily fried five or six small quail eggs all by herself.

The fried eggs were all eaten by the three puppies.

Luckily, we have many dogs at home, and luckily we used quail eggs, otherwise the dogs' cholesterol levels would have skyrocketed.

Wenwen's parents are both abroad, and they had originally agreed in the first half of the year that Zhan Lintian would take her abroad for the Chinese New Year.

Later, Zhan Lintian started dating and changed his plans at the last minute, but his parents didn't say anything.

If Wenwen's terrible parents really miss their child, they should buy a plane ticket and go back to China to see her. They just want their child to travel all the way abroad to let them see her.

Dream on.

Since Zhan Lintian has something to do, Wenwen will stay in China for the Chinese New Year.

Zhan Lintian's parents had no objections.

Now, Zhan Lintian is picking vegetables in the kitchen, occasionally stealing a kiss from Jiang Xia.

He deliberately called her his wife...

Jiang Xia, afraid of disturbing Wenwen, remained silent or gave a soft "hmm" as a response.

They would occasionally play around in the kitchen. Zhan Lintian would stop and wipe the flour off his face with his fingertips.

Jiang Xia also reached out to wipe his face.

Then the two looked at each other and smiled.

As for Wu Zhou, he went to the old house first this year.

There were only three people in the old house. Looking at the cold and deserted home, the old man regretted that he should have forcibly controlled his son's lower body back then.

Look at how he's torn this family apart; it's no longer a home!

Wu Zhou had an early New Year's Eve dinner with the old man, then got up to leave. His reason for leaving was quite valid—he wanted to spend New Year's Eve with his partner.

After thinking it over, the old man agreed to let him go.

The old man is in the wrong!

To be honest, the fact that Wu Zhou hasn't broken Wu Ming's legs yet is a testament to his good temper. His most beloved grandson is in love with his eldest grandson's wife.

The old man dared not be biased any longer. Wu Zhou had never been in a relationship, so the person he liked now would surely be cherished by him.

The old man looked at Wu Ming: "Eat your food. Your brother's business is none of your concern!"

The old man gritted his teeth, wishing he could hit him two more times with the stick.

Wu Ming had no words to express his suffering.

Before leaving, Wu Zhou gave Wu Ming a red envelope.

He acted too quickly, and Wu Ming instinctively caught it.

Wu Zhou smiled and said, "This is what your sister-in-law and I gave you. It's not much money, just a little bit from each of us. It's five hundred yuan in total, just a token of our appreciation for the first year."

After saying that, Wu Zhou left briskly.

He drove home and deliberately rang the doorbell; Jiang Xia came to open the door.

After opening the door, Wu Zhou hugged Jiang Xia, nuzzled her, and whispered in Jiang Xia's ear, "Happy New Year."

Jiang Xia hugged him tightly, feeling the chill emanating from him: "It's so cold, come inside quickly."

The room was very warm and decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

As the New Year's bells rang for the last time, the four people's glasses clinked together with a crisp sound.

In Jiangxia's ears and on her phone, blessings from her lover, friends, colleagues, and elders burst forth like fireworks.

Jiang Xia joined them in shouting, "Happy New Year!"

Jiang Xia took a sip of her carbonated drink, which made her squint and chuckle softly as she looked tenderly at the heartwarming scene before her.

The meteor shower granted his wish...

May the new year bring you happiness and fulfillment.

A note from the author:

Wu Zhou (slipping a red envelope, 500): You'll get 250 doubled.

[sunglasses]

The main story is finished. Rabbit has a few closing remarks.

Ahem! (Clears throat)

This is a story written by Rabbit after she finished a very long novel (the American Horror Story one), when she was lacking inspiration.

At first, he was torn between Wu Zhou and Zhan Lintian as the seme, but he was not satisfied with several outlines he wrote. Jiang Xia was meticulous and would consider the feelings of everyone.

From his perspective, if he could only choose one, the other would definitely be hurt and disappointed. Jiang Xia is not the kind of person who would let others be sad for him.

Until I tried to switch back to the current settings, the previously laggy outline flowed out like a spring.

Before writing, I discussed it with my friend and asked myself if I could control my emotions and finish it if the data was poor after I wrote it, since this is not a mainstream preference.

Should I pull back from the brink and change my subject matter?

I asked myself for a long time before finally deciding to write this story. Jiang Xia is a somewhat old-fashioned yet gentle "literary youth" who has his own ideas. In Wu Ming's view and in the eyes of his friends who indulge in pleasure, he is pedantic, rigid, and his views on love are outdated.

He wandered alone in society, helplessly searching for someone whose soul resonated with his.

Zhan Lintian and Wu Zhou were his destined partners, but before the story even began, Jiang Xia could never find them.

So I started this project, hoping it would be the catalyst.

The story that followed was not part of my careful planning, but rather a natural unfolding of their daily lives based on their own experiences.

The beginning of the story

Jiangxia was not happy.

The End of the Story

He found happiness.

[Writing Experience]

After starting this project, the data for this story was indeed as I expected, not as good as the stories I started in the last two or three years.

Many readers left after seeing this topic.

The whip leg saw a very low increase, and then it remained at the bottom of the list.

"The Clamp Turns the Tide"

Unexpectedly, after it went to VIP, this story successfully gained 6,000 favorites on the platform. This was beyond my expectations; I thought 3,000 favorites would be the maximum (yes, I was mentally prepared for that).

After the clip was posted, the comment section saw a surge in readers leaving messages and comments, and even sending articles to Lei.

Everyone helped the author find errors from time to time. With everyone's joint efforts, the article became better, and I was deeply moved (and secretly remembered many of your nicknames).

Thank you again for your support.

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