Chapter 738: The research institute

The twilight was a bit deep.

On the LCD TV, the recorded broadcast of the Mango TV Spring Festival Gala was playing, which was considered killing time.

Xu Qingzhou peeled an orange, looking at the dancers inside, "Look, this is called dancing, movements are smooth, heroic, yours... it's really rehabilitation training."

"Professor Xu, allow you to say it again."

Song Yao's hand had already coiled around Xu Qingzhou's waist.

Xu Qingzhou winked at Wang Xiaping, who had already won the game, on the side.

Wang Xiaping pretended not to see: "Is your eye cramping?"

"..."

"I said you dance beautifully."

Xu Qingzhou stuffed a piece of the peeled orange into Song Yao's mouth and praised.

Song Yao raised her eyebrows and let this guy go. With her parents on the side, it was not easy to do it.

"It's snowing."

Song Yao looked out the window, suddenly pleasantly surprised, poked Xu Qingzhou, and pulled him to the balcony.

"You two put on your clothes." Zhang Junli's voice came.

"We'll just take a look and come back immediately."

Snow petals were floating in the sky, like willow catkins floating, dotted, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, you could see the rolling city clusters in the distance.

The two stood on the balcony.

The snow in Rongcheng is relatively subtle, a scenery that is hard to come by, belonging to the kind that everyone is very excited when it snows, and can even make it to the hot search.

"Time passes so fast, it's 2021." Song Yao reached out and caught a falling snowflake.

Xu Qingzhou looked at the puffs of hot air exhaled by the girl, leaned closer, and hugged her.

At this moment, there was really a sense of time flying by.

Behind him, the laughter of Old Xu and Old Song playing mahjong came occasionally, inexplicably at ease.

"What are you giggling about?" Song Yao raised her head and pinched Xu Qingzhou's face a few times.

Xu Qingzhou rubbed the girl's hair in front of him and said: "Just feel that life is very good now."

"Know it."

Song Yao patted away this guy's claws, her eyes looking into the distance.

This modern city has already lit up the lights of thousands of homes, whether it is the bright lights of luxury houses or the faint lights of humble rooms, at this moment, they all represent the happy life of the New Year.

"Let's go back."

"Don't look anymore?"

"You can look here, I'm going back." Song Yao tidied the hair blown away on her forehead and turned back.

"Don't you like romance?" Xu Qingzhou followed back into the house.

Song Yao despised: "Blowing cold wind outside in the middle of the night, this is stupid."

"Someone once said that couples doing stupid things is romantic."

"Shut up!"

"Violent when you can't win the argument."

"Xu Qingzhou, do you want to fight!"

On New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year, the two families were in Rongcheng. By the second day, they started visiting relatives.

The two young people first followed to the village where Xu Qingzhou's grandparents lived, and on the fourth day, they went to Song Yao's hometown.

Although it was busy, it was better than last year. It was just a meal for the family, and no other aunts and uncles were invited.

February 19.

After returning to Rongcheng for the New Year, Xu Qingzhou and the other returned to Kyoto, and the newly bought flat was left vacant.

Old Song and the others' house had only been bought for 8 years, a new community, no idea of changing houses. ===== CHAPTER 739 =====