Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

There are fewer pedestrians on the street than usual, and many shops are closed, but they still can't stop the atmosphere of the New Year.

A few children were setting off their cannons at the alley and suddenly threw them at Qi Ying's feet. She hadn't responded yet. Ji Ran kicked the scrubber away and covered her ears with both hands.

She heard Ji Rangxiu's children: "Would you like to be beaten? Throw another one and try?"

She felt so funny.

This person has a general knowledge of children.

He was already fierce, and adults were afraid of him, and the children hurried away.

Send her out of the community, patted the snowflake on her hat, said with a smile: "Go back."

Qi Ying looked at him with a schoolbag, always feeling that the teenager was pretending to be relaxed. The face of the man he just met was a bit similar to his face, and she guessed it should be his father.

She had never known before that the conflict between him and his family had reached such a serious level.

Listening to what his father just said, it seems that he hasn't been home for the New Year for a long time.

Is it always one person?

Qi Ying typed and asked him: Who are you celebrating the New Year with?

Ji Rang laughed: "Wait for the Chinese New Year people to line up for a dozen meters long, don't worry blindly." He patted her in the back of her head, "It's getting snowy, go back. I have to close the supermarket door Go buy some New Year's goods. "

It's not too early. Today should be the last day of the supermarket. Qi Ying worried that he missed the time, nodded, and waved at him obediently and turned around.

Take a few steps and hear him calling her behind him: "Yingying."

She turned around.

With his hands in his pockets, the teenager stood loosely and smiled deeply: "Happy New Year."

She also laughed.

When returning home, Wu Yinghua was preparing dumplings for tomorrow. Yu Cheng was repairing a lantern that had been blown out by the wind for a few days. Yu Yue was lying on the sofa playing a game.

The TV at home is on and noisy, lively and warm.

Wu Yinghua asked her: "Ying, don't you go to the library tomorrow? We will go to Wenhua Temple to worship our ancestors in the morning."

She nodded and washed her hands to help in the kitchen.

The family fell asleep early that night, and Yu Cheng drove them to Wenhua Temple the next morning. The Yu family's ancestors used to hold tablets in Wenhua Temple. Every year, ancestor worship comes here, but now it has become a habit.

After Qi Ying's parents passed away, Yu Cheng also set them up in the temple. Burn the paper and light the incense and light up. It is already afternoon in the afternoon to return home after the worship service.

Then began preparing New Year's Eve dinner.

Yu Yan was so terrible that he bought a gun battle and put it on the balcony, almost scaring his mother to death. Wu Yinghua chased him at home with a rolling pin, Yu Yue went straight behind Qi Ying and hid.

Yu Cheng bought Coca-Cola back, added ginger, and said it was good for him to drink like this. As soon as it darkened, the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was set on the table.

Yu Cheng gave the two children New Year's money at the dinner table. At a time like Chinese New Year, everyone didn't mention Qi Ying's parents tacitly. After eating happily, they were ready to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

The younger generation is becoming less and less interested in the Spring Festival Gala now. Yu Cheng and Wu Yinghua both enjoyed it. Qi Ying and Yu Yue both held their mobile phones to play.

Yue Li sent her a red envelope of 13.14 and excitedly said, "Yingying, how many red envelopes have I snatched! I just sent you all the ones I grabbed, and I added a lot of red envelopes! Pull you in together!"

Qi Ying was instantly drawn into seven or eight WeChat groups.

There are "sea high school sophomore groups", "sea high fairy gathering place", and "I smoke and fight but I am a good student".

The group of good students was giving out red envelopes, and she clicked in to see.

The person whose id is called Qu Xiaocui said, "I want to send my brother an exclusive red envelope to express his distress for eating Chinese instant noodles."

Then he sent them one by one.

Liu Haiyang said, "Go out of your mother, you can't afford a piece of instant noodles, look at Lao Tzu." He issued a five-two, and asked, "Let me, do you feel my love?"

Yue Li sent a table-lifting expression: "You grabbed my lucky red envelope and sent it for exclusive use? No! No! I want to grab it!"

Ji Rang sent out a red envelope.

Qi Ying quickly poked in to grab.

Robbed ninety-nine.

Ji Rang sent five hundred, a dozen people in the group, Qi Ying snatched the most.

Qu Xiaocui collapsed and asked, "Who is this seven? He snatched my brother's affection for me!"

Yue Li: Wow Yingying, you are so lucky!

Qu Xiaocui: ......... Okay, I admit it.

Qi Ying sent out the ninety-nine pieces that were robbed, and the group began a new round of robbing red envelopes.

Ji Rang sent her a message: Little fool, it's yours to grab it, and what to do.

He sent her another red envelope alone.

It reads: New Year's money.

She opened it for a look, 199.

Ji Rong typed a series of ellipsis, and then said: the limit of 200.

Qi Ying could almost imagine that he had intended to send 999 hours with arrogance, but found that he could only send out up to 200 hours.

Can't help laughing.

Typing asked him: Qu Peng said, you are eating instant noodles.

Ji Rang returned quickly: Don't listen to him, I eat sea cucumber abalone.

Qi Ying: Are you at home?

Ji Rang: Well, watching Spring Festival Gala, this sketch is not bad.

Qi Ying: Alone?

Ji Rang: No, my friends are there.

The sound of firecrackers came from time to time outside the window.

Qi Ying looked at the id in the group who was not talking so much.

She knew he was lying to him.

He is home alone, without friends or family.

She was terribly upset.

A news was pushed by the mobile phone. At twelve in the morning, the New Year's Fireworks Show will be held in the Pleasure Plaza. All departments are ready to strictly prevent fires and stomping.

Qi Ying's fingers tightened.

She typed out for me and said she wanted to go to New Year's Eve with her classmates and watch the fireworks show.

Yu Cheng did not agree at first. However, Qi Ying repeatedly promised that her classmates would come to pick her up outside the community, and near the early morning, the number of people coming out of the New Year gradually increased. Yu Cheng went to the balcony and looked. The bright lights outside the community came and went. The fireworks children were scrambling around, and they were relieved.

I couldn't hold the softly praying eyes of my niece, nodded, and shouted Yu Yue, "Go watch the fireworks with your sister!"

Lying on the sofa, Yu Yan played a game: "No, it's so cold outside, I don't want to move. And she is with her classmates, so I don't go for fun, there is a generation gap."

Yu Cheng slaps on his lap, Qi Ying has dressed and a scarf, and ran to the door to wear shoes.

Yu Cheng had to explain: "Pay attention to safety, come back soon."

She nodded and opened the door and ran.

For the first lie, my heart beat so fast that I ran downstairs all the way, stopped a taxi, and showed the driver the address.

The streets are much busier at night than during the day.

New Year's Eve young people are everywhere, especially the area near the amusement square, which is already full of people.

When Ji Rangjia went downstairs, there were seven or eight minutes to twelve in the morning.

This place is near the suburbs, but much quieter than the city. She carried a big bag of stuff bought halfway and ran up.

The tinkle of the doorbell was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

Pressed twice, the door clicked and slowly opened.

Ji Rangyu looked at the gasping little girl outside the door, and for a moment thought that he was dreaming.

Behind the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, a beam of fire burst into the sky and exploded with a bang.

At twelve in the morning, the fireworks show began.

The TV in the room heard the happy and excited voice of the host of the Spring Festival Gala: "Three, two, one, Happy New Year!"

She laughed, staring at her eyes, and said to him silently, "Happy New Year."

Ji Rang's heart seemed to be pinched by one hand. No pain, but he was shaking all over. A sense of sourness straightened into his eyes, his whole body was tense, he was gritting his teeth fiercely, like a mad man, and pulled the girl at the door into his arms.

Hold tightly, like rubbing her into flesh.

She had a sweet scent that reassured him. Unlike him, the whole room was unpleasant instant noodles.

He had forgotten how long he had held her, he had never been as greedy as he was now.

She also didn't struggle, and was so good at killing him.

After a long, long time, the fireworks show outside the window has stopped.

He woke up from his dream, worried that everything was a dream, and loosened her suddenly, holding her palms on her shoulders, looking and looking.

Poke her face and touch her head again.

Really, she really stood before him.

He strained to his numb body and finally relaxed slowly, smiling at her. Cover up those crazy emotions, and turn into a calm young man.

He took her into the house.

First open the window to let the instant noodles go, and quickly throw all the instant noodles and beverage bottles on the coffee table into the trash can.

When looking back, Qi Ying was putting the big bag she carried over on the dining table, and taking it out the same way.

There are red window curtains, a pair of couplets, a blessing with Pisces, a pair of folded lanterns, a box of fireworks sticks that can be held in hand, and a box of steaming dumplings.

Qi Ying waved at him.

Ji Rang walked over, she handed him the dumplings, and said, "Hurry up."

There is also a small packet of vinegar in the takeaway bag.

The warm yellow light dripping from the dining room fell on her brows, soft and beautiful.

Ji Rang took the dumplings, ate two, and asked her, "Have you eaten?"

She smiled and nodded.

He also laughed, picking one up with chopsticks and feeding her: "Try something different from your own bag."

She opened her mouth and took a bite, and it tasted seriously. A small crescent-shaped bite on the dumpling, he put the remaining half into his mouth.

After eating the dumplings, she gave him the red window grilles and instructed him to stick them.

He was tall enough to stick to the appropriate height without stepping on a chair, and Qi Ying stood behind and motioned him to move left and right. From time to time, he turned back to tease her: "This side? Is it right? It's right? Here? It's wrong? Little fool, are you deliberate, or should you come?"

I'll come, I'll come!

She angrily moved a chair from the dining room, stepped on it barefoot, and affixed it with a window grille.

Ji Rang stood next to her, holding her arms slightly in vain, afraid that she would fall.

The glass reflects the two figures.

It was warmth he had never experienced before.

The author has something to say: I have to go out to do something today. There is no chance that it will be changed. If so, it will be after 10 o'clock in the evening. Everyone can come and brush it ~!

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Yingying was finally able to paste the window decorations and lanterns with the general for Chinese New Year. 2k novel reading network