Chapter 20 Spend 20
Tang Ximian's uncle walked in with a smile, looked around, and said with emotion: "The house is so lively, it has been a long time since it was so lively."
Tang Ximian placed the trophy on the table and raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's been a long time since we've gotten together to play. Today is a good day. Let's eat and play to our heart's content tonight!"
Mu Jiu smiled and teased, "Okay, Mianmian, you and Uncle Ye are the protagonists today, so eat more later!"
Le Yaqi couldn't wait to run to the dining table and picked up the chopsticks: "Come on, the pot is boiling, the food will get old if you don't eat it now!"
"Tang Ximian! I ordered those shrimp balls, and I haven't eaten any yet."
Mo Ziyan held up his chopsticks and stared helplessly at the person opposite him.
"Who told you to be so slow?"
Tang Ximian proudly shook the shrimp paste on his chopsticks and said, "Besides, didn't you eat the lotus root slices I put in there?"
Si Yankai glanced left and right, and decided to quietly put his beef roll into Tang Ximian's bowl: "Eat slowly, don't burn yourself."
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's started again."
Mu Jiu rolled his eyes. "Can you two consider the feelings of us single people?"
"That's right!" Le Qiya echoed, "From high school to college, aren't you tired of it?"
"I'm not tired of it. I wish he could stick with me forever, and we could be together and bicker until we grow old together."
Si Yankai smiled and silently held Tang Ximian's hand under the dining table.
"It's different now that we're together. Forget about them. Let's drink!"
Tang Ximian's ears had already turned red. She stretched out her other hand to fan her face, but she did not shake off Si Yankai's hand out of shyness. Instead, she slowly held it tightly.
After everyone finished eating hot pot, they started playing games.
After three rounds of drinking, the truth or dare game finally came to Le Yaqi's turn. The girl shook the bottle of green plum wine and asked with a sly smile: "When was your first kiss?"
The film flickered on the projection screen, and Si Yankai suddenly raised his folded hands: "Well, he secretly kissed me when I was a child, but my first kiss was definitely when I confessed my feelings."
He bent down and reverently kissed the back of Tang Ximian's hand, the light of the fireplace dancing in his amber pupils. "After all, that was when he officially became my boyfriend."
Amidst the constant jeers, Tang Ximian drunkenly buried her hot face in Si Yankai's shoulder.
The snow outside the window was falling heavier and heavier, and a thick layer of snow accumulated on the terrace.
"The weather station has issued a yellow warning."
Ye Shuyun suddenly stood up from browsing her phone. "The snow is too thick. It's inconvenient to drive. It's too late, and I'm worried."
You guys can stay here tonight. There are three guest rooms upstairs in Mianmian, all of which are ready.
"You guys should go to bed early! I'm going to rest first. I stayed up all night last night."
"Okay, good night, uncle!"
"Good night, good night"
Mu Jiu looked left and right, then rolled onto the carpet holding the game controller. "I want to sleep in the room with the lazy sofa! Is there anyone who wants to play games with me all night tonight? I can reluctantly take you flying!"
The fact is, no one paid any attention to him...
Le Yaqi stubbornly got up and went to take care of her skin, while Mo Ziyan sat there alone, drinking and watching a movie.
Si Yankai silently straightened the tilted plum wine bottle, and the light reflected from the lens flashed.
At two in the morning, Si Yankai opened the master bedroom door, carrying a cup of warm water. Tang Ximian was curled up in her goose down quilt, coughing. The digital thermometer on the bedside table read 38.5°C.
"Hmm? Not too hot, I guess I caught a cold. Mianmian, wake up, drink some instant drink first."
The warm palm touched the burning forehead. Si Yankai was about to pull his hand back when his pajamas were suddenly grabbed.
The feverish person's eyes were watery: "Stay with me..."
The nasal coquettishness is like melted malt sugar.
"Take the medicine first. I'll be with you later."
Tang Ximian tried hard to open his eyes, drank it all in one gulp, and raised his hands to hug Si Yankai.
Si Yankai sighed and lay down in the bed, and was immediately entangled like an octopus.
The body in my arms exuded a light scent of shower gel, a cedar scent that they both shared.
When the morning light came in through the gauze curtains, Tang Ximian, who had just woken up, sat up refreshed.
He was stunned when he saw the figure next to him. He stared at the sleeping profile of the person next to him and gently pushed away the bangs that were stuck to his forehead.
"So I didn't have a dream yesterday..."
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