Qiao Xi had just finished taking a bath, and when she was about to fall asleep, the door of the room was knocked again.
Standing outside the door was a maid, "Miss, madam, let me ask you if you need a room for Mr. Lu."
Mother Qiao meant that it was so late that Lu Huo could stay at Lu's house for the night, but Lu Huo and his daughter were not married yet, and it was inconvenient for them to live in the same room, so she asked someone to prepare the guest room.
Of course Qiao Xi understood what Mother Qiao meant, "Go and prepare."
As for whether Lu Huo slept in the guest room or not, no one knew.
After closing the door, Qiao Xi walked back to the bed, Lu Huo was still asleep, obviously the drunkenness hadn't passed.
Qiao Xi lay down on the bed and voluntarily fell into his arms, then closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
New Year's Eve is very lively, and in the middle of the night, the sound of fireworks in full bloom can still be vaguely heard in the distance.
Lu Huo was awakened by thirst.
He opened his eyes slowly, and the light in his eyes returned to clarity little by little.
There seemed to be a mass of soft cotton in his arms, with a faint fragrance, he looked down, only to see the girl's face buried in his chest, and she didn't know when one of her hands came from his. The hem of the clothes got in, and the soft little hands were directly against the skin on his waist.
There was a little smile in Lu Huo's dark eyes, he reached out to hold the girl's little hand and moved it out.
He remembered that he drank with his uncle, and then followed Qiao Xi upstairs.
Later, he must have been drunk.
Lu Hu put a hand on the girl's back, and he gently stroked her soft hair.
Just now, he had a dream, he dreamed of spending the New Year with Qiao Xi for the first time.
It wasn't the first time he spent New Years at Joe's.
When he was young, he was looking forward to celebrating the New Year with his grandfather. Later, because he soiled his clothes, he was driven back to the small house and stayed alone, and was not allowed to have a reunion dinner.
On that day, he clearly realized that he was different from Lu Rongyao, and that his grandfather didn't like him.
Celebration has nothing to do with him, reunion has nothing to do with him, set off firecrackers, set off fireworks, eat candy and get red envelopes, etc. have nothing to do with him.
Sitting in the dimly lit little house, he no longer looks forward to the New Year.
He opened his eyes and waited sadly and sluggishly for the night to come. However, he didn't wait until night, and in a blink of an eye, he came to Qiao Xi's room.
He thought that he had seen a fairy.
That time, the saddest New Year for him was that she spent with him. She took him to buy new clothes, took him to the zoo of his dreams, and took him to watch the gorgeous fireworks.
She has been guarding him.
She had done so much for him, and every time he forgot about her afterwards, it was no wonder she was wronged.
Lu Huo lowered his head, his thin lips fell on the top of Qiao Xi's hair, the big hand holding her wrist went down, his fingers interspersed between her fingers, and his ten fingers were tightly clasped.
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