He Dingxi could not agree with such a way of life. Unfortunately, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, so He Dingxi had to take out his mobile phone and order takeout.

Before the breakfast was delivered, the two big men over 1.8 meters could only squat on the ground without any image, looking at Brother Mimi eating.

Being bored, Ning Jue asked casually, "What time is your flight today?"

He Dingxi maliciously reached out and poked Brother Mimi's little head, and Brother Mimi immediately fell down and squatted.

"Two o'clock in the afternoon, what about you?" He Dingxi asked, he had already put aside the matter of going to see Xie Sizhao.

Ning Jue said, "I'm right here and I'm not going anywhere."

He Dingxi looked up at Ning Jue and asked suspiciously, "Why, don't you go back to accompany your parents?"

Ning Jue dug out a scoop of meat from the can and put it in the bowl in front of Brother Mimi, and said nonchalantly, "My father died in a car accident a few years ago, and my mother remarried to the United States, and the old house was sold long ago."

He Dingxi then remembered that Ning Jue once said that he was not from City S, but he had lived in City S for a long time.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Ning Jue put down the can and got up to pick up the takeout. Just when Ning Jue came back again, He Dingxi suddenly came to the table and asked, "Do you want to go back with me?"

As soon as the words came out, He Dingxi realized that there was ambiguity in the sentence, and hurriedly asked to add: "Uh, I mean, anyway, I have nothing to do with the Chinese New Year. Would you like to go to my house to play?"

Ning Jue's hand paused, then casually took out a box of shrimp dumplings from the bag and placed it on the dining table. He raised his head and asked, "Going to your house?"

He Dingxi said, "My mother can cook well, and she is still your fan. The last time you released an album, she bought more than 500 copies."

After speaking, He Dingxi stopped talking. He lowered his head and played with the pitiful box of shrimp dumplings on the table. His words always made people feel a little overwhelmed.

After a while, Ning Jue said, "Okay."

As he said that, he pushed the bag in his hand to He Dingxi's hand, and explained, "Put out the rest, and I'll go to the kitchen to get a bowl."

After breakfast, He Dingxi hugged Brother Mimi and lay idle on the sun lounger on the balcony to bask in the sun. He lazily picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, and out of the corner of his eye caught sight of Ning Jue packing his luggage in the room.

He was suddenly very fortunate that he had gone back to City S in a daze yesterday.

Otherwise, would Ning Jue sit here alone and watch the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, just like every Spring Festival in previous years.

Chapter 28

The main candy! The New Year's Weibo distributed by Ning Jue at 00:13, and the New Year's Weibo distributed by He Dingxi at 00:14, together are 1314, a lifetime!

Netizen A: Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Netizen B: What a humble way to drink...

Netizen C: Landlord, their blogging time is so close, you might as well eat them together for the New Year to be reliable.

Netizen D: Upstairs, how bold is the dream, how prosperous is the land.

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It was exactly five o'clock in the evening when He Dingxi and Ning Jue arrived home, and He Jun and Zhao Rongrong were busy preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.

A hot pot has been set up on the table, and the boiling soup base is steaming out.

"Yeah! Isn't this Ning Jue?" Zhao Rongrong was performing a trick in the kitchen, when he saw Ning Jue walk into the living room from the corner of his eye, he almost smashed the pot in surprise.

She threw the pot of taro chicken in her hand on the stove, rushed out of the kitchen as if her butt was on fire, and shouted loudly: "Lao He! Lao He! Hurry up, hurry up and take out the poster I bought. I want Ning Jue to sign my name!"

It seemed that Zhao Rongrong had long since thrown her unfortunate son, who had not been home for a long time, into the clouds.

"Dingxi said that Xiao Ning will stay at our house for a few days." He Jun knew Zhao Rongrong's virtue like the back of his hand, and hurriedly stopped her: "There will be opportunities next, whether you want to sign or do whatever you want, don't be in a hurry. "

"Oh, like this."

Zhao Rongrong took a step at his feet, his hot head calmed down, and he finally remembered his identity as the mistress of the house.

Once the mind is calm, the mind becomes active. Zhao Rongrong's torch-like eyes swept back and forth on Ning Jue and He Dingxi, and showed a meaningful smile to himself.

Seeing Zhao Rongrong's expression, He Dingxi knew what the fuck was thinking about in his head, and interrupted quickly, "Dad, Mom, let me introduce, this is my friend Ning Jue."

He Jun knew Ning Jue, and Zhao Rongrong was fascinated by him recently. When he snapped up the skin care products endorsed by Ning Jue some time ago, he tortured him a lot. So when he saw Ning Jue's handsome face, he would still subconsciously think of those days when he stayed in front of the computer and started robbing on time.

Ning Jue Li said hello to the second old man for several weeks, and then handed over the special gift he brought. The stinky virtues on weekdays were collected cleanly and looked well-behaved.

Zhao Rongrong took the gift from Ning Jue and smiled like a wild chrysanthemum swaying in the spring breeze: "Oh, friends, friends, hello friends, Dingxi Ke has never brought friends back for the New Year."

The alarm bell in He Dingxi's mind was a masterpiece! Zhao Rongrong's thinking at this moment is very dangerous. He couldn't help but emphasize again: "Mom, it's really a friend."

"I know, my friend, my friend, I understand." Zhao Rongrong patted Ning Jue's shoulder in a thoughtful way, and winked secretly: "Don't worry, auntie understands, young man. Ning, I will treat this as my home from now on."

You know shit. He Dingxi looked at He Jun with a look of help, hoping that He Jun would come out to do justice, but he did not expect a gratified smile on He Jun's face.

Ning Jue just stood there smiling and didn't say a word, the words "Watching a good show" were almost written on her face.

He Dingxi suddenly felt that he couldn't understand what he said today.

The second old man took Ning Jue to sit down on the sofa, and then went back to the kitchen to make a fuss, leaving He Dingxi alone to accompany him.

He Jun was a university professor before he retired, Zhao Rongrong was a doctor in a community hospital, and all the relatives in the family were also literati. He Dingxi could be said to be born in a scholarly family.