Chapter Eighty-Nine
For the big meal at this table, the two people who ate their stomachs were full, and they lay on the soft couch and didn't want to move.
After all, they are all meat dishes, so it is easy to get full after eating. After the meal, Xiang Yu also prepared a plate of fruit. It was very cool at the time, and when the reaction came to an end, the two of them were already too supportive to move.
Xiaoxiao is not as exaggerated as they are, after all, both of them have mastered the amount, but Xiaoxiao doesn't know whether it is during the Chinese New Year or what, and he is not sleepy at this time, but playing with Xiang Yu and the others on the soft couch Yi Lehu, crawling over them from time to time, made both of them feel like throwing up, so they could only press the little thing, let him lie down with them obediently, and fell asleep after a while.
Xiang Yu and the others were chatting and watching the year.
The cold wind blows outside the window, but the room is as warm as spring. The two snuggle together, and the fish in the middle of the dining table not far away are almost complete, which symbolizes the surplus every year. They eat it secretly, and they always put a raw fish so that it will be left until the next day, the first day of the new year.
Now that the family has more than enough, there is no need to do this, but he can't eat anymore.
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In ancient times, it's not like in modern society, there are TVs to watch. Even if the Spring Festival Gala is complained every year, they still can't stop opening it to watch. Now they can only chat, snacks and so on I can only look at it, otherwise the time will pass faster if I eat some melon seeds.
"Oh, after the new year, I'm one year old again." Xiang Yu stretched his waist and sighed.
You Ran rolled her eyes, "Brother Xiang, you are too exaggerated, how old are you .
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Alright."
It was rare for Xiang Yu to pretend to be deep, and when he was hit, he was furious, and threw himself on his stomach, moaning leisurely.
"Brother Xiang, you want to murder." As he said that, he hurriedly wanted to push Xiang Yu off him, his stomach was full, and it would kill him if he did it like this.
"Heh heh heh, what about murder..." Xiang Yu is playing a rogue right now.
Leisurely said helplessly, "Didn't you just say that you are one year older?" Why is he like a child, of course he dare not say the latter sentence.
Xiang Yu smirked, but didn't get up, instead of pressing on his stomach before, he directly rested his head on his stomach, "Huh? What's wrong, I'm just one year older." Youran didn't refute, just
yelled A nod, okay, you can grow old as you say, it doesn't matter, I don't think it's fine. Maybe it was because of getting used to the weight on her stomach, or because she wanted to get closer to Xiang Yu, leisurely didn't push Xiang Yu away, but instead stroked his hair and smiled happily.
Xiang Yu has been here for more than a year. When he first came last year, his family was still very poor. In addition, neither of them was in the mood to celebrate the new year. This year is their first official year.
Xiang Yu's hair has never been cut since he came to this world, and now it reaches his shoulders. The hair quality is quite good, black and smooth, and he touched it directly to the top of his head leisurely.
Xiang Yu felt weird no matter what, so he quickly knocked off his hand. What's the matter with this numb scalp?
Because he was lying down, he always took off his hair in a ponytail, otherwise he would be too sleepy. Now he has long hair and shawls, and he sits up directly. Huh?"
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