I Have Amnesia, Don’t Be Noisy!

Chapter 99: New Year's Eve

Chu Qin took a slap in the mouth: "You know much."

Zhong Yibin swayed his head proudly: "That is, if it is not so knowledgeable, how can Dad like me so much?"

"You are screaming." Chu Qin rolled his eyes and said nothing. This dad was called. Shake his head and turn off the lights to sleep.

The two young people, the usual work habits are only after 10 o'clock in the evening to sleep, and now it is only at nine o'clock to sleep, it is a little sleepless.

Only a part of the bed was heated by the electric blanket, and the place where it was not baked was still cold. Zhong Yibin stretched his leg in the bed, and the long legs reached the top of the quilt. The cold touch made him unable to shake, and the committee sweared and said: "How cold is this nest."

"There is no heating in the house, only this way," Chu Qin said comfortably. "Forbearing for a while is warm."

Before the words were finished, Chu Qin felt that the quilt at the foot was arching. A big foot quickly broke the obstacle between the two pairs of quilts and got into his bed. Zhong Yibin's feet are a little cold, it should be just barefoot standing on the floor to take a photo album to the frozen.

Chu Qin gripped the cold foot with two toes and pushed it out. The foot was like a small animal that was swept out of the door. It was forked out, and it was in the bed of Zhong Yibin. It quickly turned against the customer. The two feet caught Chu Qin’s foot and then squeezed into the bed of Chu Qin.

The two men began to stretch their feet in the bed. After a while, the heat in the bed was lost, and the cold air was poured into the quilt, causing Chu Qin to fight a cold war.

"Don't make a fuss, it will freeze to you in a while." Chu Qin stunned Zhong Yibin and folded his quilt with his feet.

"I have already arrived." Zhong Yibin succumbed to the clap, and opened the bed of Chu Qin, twisted his body and slammed in. His own bed was just because he had just played, and he had no heat. However, Chu Qin had rich experience and had been pressed against the horn. He was still warm in the bed.

Stretching his hands and feet, Zhong Yibin hugged the warm Chu Qin like an octopus, and licked his face comfortably.

Chu Qin had no way to take him. He could only reach out and smash the horns and put people into his bed: "I can sleep with me without being swayed."

The winter in the south is harder than in the north, and the bed at night is tightly packed and cannot be leaked. Zhong Yibin nodded, as long as he could hold his wife, how can he say it?

The firepower of the two men was very strong. It didn't take long before they were held together, and they were warm and comfortable. Chu Qin took a deep breath of cold air, blinked and turned his head and kissed him on the door of Zhong Yibin. In my own home, I fell asleep next door to my parents, but I could sleep with a loved one in a bed. This feeling of a child hiding a toy in the bed made him inexplicably excited.

Zhong Yibin opened his eyes and looked at him, chasing the lips he was about to leave, and pinned it up accurately. It’s not good to do anything at the mother’s house, but it’s okay to have a kiss.

Toothpaste, which is brushed at night, is not the one they used to be, but an old-fashioned mint flavor that makes this kiss a strange new feeling. Kissing and kissing, Zhong Yibin's hand couldn't help but touch it down. I didn't know where it was, and it made Chu Qin snorted and panicked and pushed him away.

"Don't make trouble, sleep." Chu Qin gasped for a moment, screwed on the back of Zhong Yibin's hand, and turned his back to him.

Zhong Yibin flattened his mouth, reluctantly moved his hand and placed it at the waist of Chu Qin. He had already reacted to the place, and squatted in Chuqin’s leg. He held his arms in his arms and put his nose on his neck. "Baby, if you are worried about your parents, let us not say it, wait until they accept it."

Chu Qin stunned, he did have some concerns, fearing that it would hurt his parents. However, this matter will be faced sooner or later. From the time he decided to stay with Zhong Yibin, he was thinking about countermeasures and also gave his parents a shot. Hold the hand on the waist and squeeze it gently: "Nothing, sooner or later, I will be beaten."

"If they hit you, remember to hide in my arms, I am your boss, they should be hard to fight." Zhong Yibin said with gusto, as if to beat Chu Qin is a happy thing.

Chu Qin laughed and turned his head and kissed him.

The next morning, Chu mother got up early and made a breakfast to knock on the door of Chu Qin.

"Son, Yibin, get up and eat." Chu mother Hong Liang's voice instantly awakened the two from their sleep.

"Oh... it’s up..." Chu Qin stunned and squinted, and the man behind him hugged him tightly, and a furry head was arched in his neck.

In the winter morning, without heating, the warm bed will become particularly tempting. As if with a super glue effect, people can't get up when they sleep on it.

Chu Qin did not want to get up, closed his eyes and slept.

Chu’s father got up and put the food on the table. The two children didn’t get up yet. When they saw their wife’s dissatisfaction, they smiled and said, “It’s rare to have a holiday and let them sleep more.”

"The dishes are cold for a while." Chu mother did not listen, rubbed his hands on the apron, directly pushed the door into the room of Chu Qin, saw the situation inside, suddenly widened his eyes.

Zhong Yibin’s quilt was kicked under the bed, and the whole person was wrapped around Chu Qin’s body and squeezed with him on the half of the bed. The two slept in a bed and looked unusually harmonious.

Chu father quickly came to pull the mother of Chu, his son is gone, and now there are guests in the room, rushing into the rude, can not stop, turned to see the two people on the bed, snorted: "hahaha, These two children have a very good relationship and are also pushing a bed like a child."

Chu mother glanced at her husband who had no sense of crisis, and had some headaches.

Zhong Yibin had woke up and saw the two elders standing at the door. A stunned man sat up and showed his upper body with smooth muscles: "Uncle and aunt are early."

Chu mother coughed out: "Call up Chu Qin and eat."

It is already twenty-nine months of the twelfth lunar month. After breakfast, the family will start preparing for the fried goods for the New Year. Zhong Yibin is eager to help, he has never been like this for the New Year. In the Zhongjia New Year, there is no difference between ordinary and ordinary people. The family will not do things by waiting for the butler to prepare meals and eat together on New Year’s Eve. Then there is an endless visit.

Chu mother did not let them get close to the kitchen, gave them a pot of dumpling stuffing and dough, and let them make dumplings.

Chu Qin led Zhong Yibin to sit in the living room to make dumplings. Zhong Yibin did not pack it, and it took a few to pinch it. Chu Qin will not dislike him. "Hey, this is better than just those, there is progress."

"Hey." Zhong Yibin happily licked his nose and threw a handful of flour on his nose.

Chu Qin licked his lips and smiled. He did not remind him. He got up and went to the kitchen. He stole a bowl of his father’s fried meatballs and fed the bell chicken who worked hard.

I had a busy day, and on New Year's Eve, nothing happened. The family played mahjong around the table.

"Before we were three, we couldn't play, now four people are just right," Chu mother likes to play cards. She can make four people at home to make her very happy. She opens the automatic mahjong table and looks at her opposite. Zhong Yibin, his eyes flashed. "My son, when will you give me a wife to enter the door, so that we can play mahjong every year?"

Chu Qin’s hand rolled the dice and paused: “If you don’t have a wife, don’t you play mahjong?”

Chu mother grinned: "Cut, no wife, I went to fight next door, let your two men are bored in the house."

Zhong Yibin showed a gentle smile: "If you like it, I will accompany you to play mahjong every year."

"That's good." Chu father was very happy to promise, he really liked this young man, young and promising, learning well, not the kind of pride of the rich family, the son has such a boss and friends, let He is very relieved.

Chu mother glanced at Chu’s father, who was full of guilty promises. No one could receive the signal at all, and said with enthusiasm: “Whiteboard!”

Chu mother is always in the mahjong circle, it is a variety of masters. Chu Qin and Chu Dad are in a normal level, but Zhong Yibin does not know whether it is because of amnesia and has become a stinking scorpion. In the afternoon, I lost a lot of money.

Chu Da, who has always won little, has won a lot today and is happy to keep his mouth shut.

"Two cakes!" Zhong Yibin hesitated for a long time and slammed a card.

"Touch! Hu!" Chu mother immediately picked up the two cakes and pushed the cards in their hands.

Zhong Yibin suffered a bitter face, saved money, and a pile of money in front of him, leaving only three pitiful ones, all handed over.

"Ha ha ha, don't play." Chu mother got up and took Chu Dad to do the New Year's Eve.

Chu Qin raised his hand to poke Zhong Yibin's face, and went over to see his card. He frowned slightly: "How do you give up this pair of two cakes?" This style of play can win.

"I saw Auntie want to win this." Zhong Yibin blinked innocently.

Chu Qin stunned, this guy was deliberately lost, purely to make fun of the old man, could not help but laugh: "two cakes, you do."

"Hey." Zhong Yibin proudly lifted his chin.

At the end of the night, the family sat in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Evening. Without heating, the blankets were covered with blankets.

"This party is really boring, not as good as the prosperous world." Chu mother looked at the little funny piece on TV, frowning unhappy.

"Then look at the prosperity of the world." Chu father made an idea.

The TV at home is smart and can play back the show. Chu mother took the initiative to change to the channel of the Shengshi, playing back the New Year's party. This evening, Chu’s mother saw it, and Chu’s father had not seen it. It was very interesting.

This evening was hosted by Chu Qin, and the family saw it with gusto. Chu Qin felt a little embarrassed. There was always an inexplicable sense of shame when he watched his show with his parents.

"Hey, is that Yibin?" Chu Dad’s eye-catchingly found Zhong Yibin in a suit and a suit in the first row of the audience.

"Well, when he is over, he has to go up and send a red envelope to the employees of Shengshi." Chu Qin responded.

Sure enough, at the end of the day, Zhong Yibin went to the stage and sent a red envelope to every employee who participated in the party. When I arrived at Chuqin, I suddenly passed. At the end, I turned back and gave a big red envelope.

"Wow--" The audience was very surprised, because the usual red envelopes were as big as the envelopes. Zhong Yibin gave Chu Qin this one that was as big as a4 paper, and they were curious about what it was.

Chu Qin obviously didn't know what it was, and blinked his eyes: "How is Zhong Zhong giving me this special?"

Everyone asked him to open it. He really opened it up. He pulled it out. It seemed to be a contract. He immediately closed up and let the curious audiences burst into shackles.

The media rumors that it may be a share of the Ching Ching to Chu Qin, and some people say that it is Chu Qin's contract extension. There were different opinions, but Chu Qin did not give a response from beginning to end.

"What is that?" Chu mother could not help but curiously asked.

"A set of houses." Zhong Yibin said with a smile, there is a real estate license issued by the big brother of Zhong Jia, do not know what means to use his brother, the real estate license wrote the name of Chu Qin and his two.

"House?" Chu mother has some accidents, how can the boss give the red envelope to the house for the New Year!

"Well, Chu Qin is getting married soon, and can't live in that apartment." Zhong Yibin whispered, and looked at Chu Qin who had already slept because he couldn't help himself.

The two sat on a sofa. When Chu Qin fell asleep, he consciously leaned on Zhong Yibin. Zhong Yibin said nothing but calmly, but he slipped a little to his body. In the arms.

Chu mother looked at the scene in front of her, trying to keep her expression on her face and couldn’t help but take a moment.

The author has something to say: Small theater:

Chu Ma: Take your hand away, don't hold my son.

Chu Dad: What are the two boys afraid of?

Chu Ma: Is it true that two boys have problems?

Chu Dad: Hey, your thoughts are too embarrassing. Come and tell me about Marxism-Leninism.

Chu Ma: (╰_╯)#

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