Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

On New Year's Eve, Yun Xi accompanied her family to make dumplings and prepare for the New Year's Eve dinner.

After coming back for more than half a year, it was the first time that she felt the feeling of Chinese New Year. The family had less intrigue and calculations, and sat together to help each other.

It's just that she was a little absent-minded all day, and Mu Feichi only said that everything was fine. Although she should not worry about the situation, she still felt a little distressed that she couldn't come back after the new year.

She can now understand that it is not easy for a soldier to come over. In such a cold day, even in her thirties, she has to chase prisoners outside, and she can't go home for a reunion dinner. Thinking about it makes me sad.

After the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, she found an excuse to review the textbooks and went back to her room. A group of people gathered downstairs to play mahjong to watch the Spring Festival Gala, drink tea, drink melon seeds and chat, she was not interested in these.

Yun Haoze came over to her to review with the exam questions of the biology competition. Yun Xi was somewhat comforted by being so serious during the Chinese New Year.

It's almost twelve o'clock after three papers in a row, and the whole compound still has the habit of keeping the year old. After twelve o'clock, firecrackers will be set off to welcome the new year.

Listening to the sound of firecrackers gradually sounding outside, she glanced at the alarm clock on the table, it was already twelve o'clock.

At the beginning of the new year, she has been in the country for the past few years and has a greater feeling for the Chinese New Year. Although the country is poor, there are many interesting customs to go there.

She still remembered the events of her childhood years. Although she was bullied by Liang Xinyi and Liang Danyi's sisters, she was still happy in those few years compared to the intrigues and calculations in Kyoto today.

After the end of the year, Yun Haoze followed his uncle and aunt back to the villa outside the compound. Yun Xi was standing by the window wrapped in a thick lamb velvet coat, looking at the bright lights outside, the red lanterns reflecting the New Year's Eve. Cheerful and lively.

The snow outside had stopped, and at the sentry post outside the compound, a black car slowly passed through the sound of crackling firecrackers.

The car slowed down when it was passing by the entrance of Yun's house, Mu Feichi got out of the car quickly, the car didn't stop, turned a corner in front and drove to the gate of the compound.

On the dim drainage pipe, a shadow quickly climbed up to the balcony on the third floor. Through the dim light in the room, he looked at the dazed man standing by the window, and a gentle smile appeared on Qing Jun's face.

He raised his hand and knocked on the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and the person who heard the sound turned his head suddenly, the moment he saw him, the bright smile was even more beautiful than the fireworks blooming in the night sky!

Yun Xi quickly ran to the balcony and opened the door to let him in. The man who had just returned from Y City entered the warm and dry room with all the wind and snow.

He was still wearing a camouflage uniform, and with an icy breath, he held her tightly in his arms at once!

With her nose tightly pressed against his hard chest, Yun Xi could still smell the faint scent of grass and trees.

For a moment, she suddenly felt that he was like a soldier who had just returned from the battlefield, with glory and blood, holding his beloved in his arms, and using her warmth to abandon all the darkness and cold outside.

In the early morning of the first day of the new year, he suddenly came back and appeared in her room. She had forgotten what kind of reaction she should have. She just subconsciously raised her hand and hugged him, and said in his arms in a dull voice: " Young marshal, happy new year!"

Mu Feichi smiled lowly, tilted his head and kissed her cheek, his cool lips pressed on her warm and tender cheek.

He half released her, took out a red envelope with several layers of wrinkled folds out of his pocket, spread it out and then handed it to her, his gleaming eyes were deep.

"Be careful of your liver, auspicious New Year!"

He followed the tradition and came back all the way, just to give her a New Year's red envelope and listen to her New Year's greetings.

Oooo~ I'm going to be fascinated by the young marshal, there is no wood there~~ Is the dog food sweet~~