The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 117: Wood firewood is the eternal starlight shining in Yan Shaohui's heart

Yan Shaowei's eyes were filled with tears, and he sobbed and lamented that no one in the world loved him anymore. He was a poor child who was neither loved by his father nor his brother.

Yan Shaowei was crying and wailing with his out-of-tune voice. Yan Shaohui couldn't help but picked up a pillow and threw it on Yan Shaowei's head, which successfully made Yan Shaowei shut up and stare at his brother with red eyes.

Then he complained to Mu Xin... Mu Xin spread his hands, indicating that he would not get involved in these family disputes.

In the end, he could only return to Uncle Wen for comfort.

The meal was finally ready. Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui brought out the dishes one by one. There were five dishes, three meat and two vegetable dishes, including fish, meat, and a soup.

Yan Shaowei wanted to eat some meat secretly, but his father hit his hand with a chopstick, and his aggrieved look made everyone present laugh.

Mu Xin placed the soup on the table and sat next to Yan Shaohui.

At the dinner table, everyone was chatting and laughing together. The shadow of doomsday did not reach the house, and Mu Xin felt a little dazed.

Mu Xin hadn't felt such warmth for a long time.

Having a lover and a family...Mu Xin suddenly felt so satisfied.

In the past, he only hoped that he would become stronger and stronger, and then become strong enough to suppress Ming Xi Che and make him pay for his blood debt with blood.

Maybe it's because I'm living a happy life now, so the dark thoughts are becoming less and less, and I want to accompany Yan Shaohui wholeheartedly to build their home and protect their pure land.

This is a good thing.

After dinner, it was still early, but we couldn't watch TV now. If we wanted to watch something, we could only watch DVDs. Watching DVDs on New Year's Day was really shabby, so Yan Shaowei finally suggested setting off fireworks.

Yan Longping was just wondering where the fireworks and firecrackers came from at this time?

Unexpectedly, someone took out a lot of fireworks and firecrackers from a cardboard box in a corner of Yan's basement as if presenting treasures.

Yan Shaohui knew without thinking that this must be what his stupid younger brother used to scare the neighborhood children when he returned home for the New Year.

He now seriously doubted how Yan Shaowei entered the army. It seemed that the only possibility was that the commander saw that the child was so stupid and pitiful, so he recruited him...

Mu Xin hasn't set off fireworks for a long time. As far as I can remember, the last time I set off fireworks was when I was ten years old.

Mu Xin was actually looking forward to this kind of romance created by fireworks. So when others were a little disgusted, he happily went out with Yan Shaowei holding fireworks.

When Yan Shaohui saw Mu Xin going out, he ran out too.

The three people who have entered middle age each held a cup of hot tea and watched the young people set off fireworks under the night sky in the snow.

Colorful fireworks bloomed in the dark sky, and the fleeting beauty embellished the black silk cloth in the sky, adding a lot of color to the originally dull night.

Mu Xin held a firework stick in his hand. The silvery-white fireworks made his handsome face look particularly charming. The gentle smile on his face was as lovely as a crescent moon.

Yan Shaohui hugged Mu Xin's waist, then held an unlit firework stick in his hand, and put the unlit end close to the silver-white firework in Mu Xin's hand. In an instant, the silver-white firework bloomed bigger.

"So beautiful." Mu Xin's eyes reflected a silvery-white light, with a hint of surprise in them.

Yan Shaohui didn't say anything, but stared at Mu Xin's profile, slightly distracted.

The hair, which had originally grown slightly long, was cut into a neat length because it was too cumbersome to handle, revealing the fair earlobes and the elegant and graceful eyebrows, giving the whole person a cleaner look.

After the New Year's Eve this year, Mu Xin will be 25 years old. With his sparkling peach blossom eyes and gentle smile, he seems to be still a young boy of 17 or 18 years old who is not very worldly-wise.

Yan Shaohui's heart and eyes were filled with Mu Xin, and he felt fortunate to have such an outstanding young man as his partner.

There are stars in the young man's eyes, and Mu Xin is the eternal starlight shining in Yan Shaohui's heart.

"Are you having a good time today?" Yan Shaohui asked as he stood in the snow with Mu Xin, looking up at the fireworks that Yan Shaowei lit.

Mu Xin nodded slightly, "Happy." How could he not be happy during the Spring Festival when he has family and loved ones around him?

Yan Shaohui rubbed Mu Xin’s hair and then held him in his arms.

The two figures leaning against each other form a warm scenery, which is quite charming in this cold season.

We have eaten and played, it is time for everyone to rest and sleep.

Logically, we should stay up all night on New Year's Eve, but we had to work the next day, so we skipped that process.

Mu Lei originally planned to go back to his home, but was kept by Mu Xin and settled in the guest room.

Mu Xin went to the kitchen to heat two cups of milk and brought them upstairs. As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he saw Yan Shaohui walking out of the bathroom, all steamy.

He had only a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and the curves of his long legs and perfectly defined waist and abdominal muscles were all exposed to the air.

For some reason, Mu Xin felt a little dry in the mouth.

However, Yan Shaohui did not notice Mu Xin's little abnormality. He stuffed some clean clothes into Mu Xin's arms and pushed Mu Xin into the bathroom to take a shower.

Mu Xin was standing in the bathroom, looking at his blushing self in the mirror. Suddenly he came to his senses, patted his hot cheeks, and told himself to stay calm and composed. We are all men, so what's the big deal?

Psychological suggestion is still of some use after all. After a while, Mu Xin's complexion returned to normal.

Mu Xin also went to take a shower. As soon as he came out, he felt that the temperature of his face was rising.

When Mu Xin came out, Yan Shaohui was drinking hot milk with one hand on the table behind him, then leaning lazily on the table, looking very sexy.

The messy and wet hair continued to drip water, sliding across the wheat-colored skin and disappearing into the area covered by the bath towel.

Yan Shaohui drank a little too fast, so one or two drops of the milky white liquid leaked out and slid down his chin and across his Adam's apple.

It would be a problem if Mu Xin didn't blush when such a man emitting hormones stood in front of him.

Mu Xin felt that he had been staring at Yan Shaohui for too long. He turned away awkwardly and said, "Um...um, why aren't you wearing any clothes?!"

Facing Mu Xin's accusation, Yan Shaohui said that he felt very wronged, "Xiao Xin, we will go to bed soon. If you put on those clothes, you will not sleep well."

"No, no... go and put on your clothes! Although the room is not cold, you will still catch a cold." Mu Xin began to find all kinds of excuses, but he didn't dare to turn around and look at Yan Shaohui.

As a martial artist, this little bit of coldness can't do anything to him. Why is Xiao Xin so abnormal today?

Yan Shaohui looked at Mu Xin who turned around with surprise, feeling a little confused.

However, when he looked at Mu Xin's red earlobe, he suddenly understood.

Is Xiaoxin shy? This is really rare.

Mu Xin was wondering why Yan Shaohui stopped talking, and then a pair of strong arms surrounded him.

"Wow, Yan Shaohui, what are you doing?"

Mu Xin's face turned red in an instant, as if it was congested.

Yan Shaohui blew a breath into Mu Xin's ear, "Xiao Xin, why don't you dare look at me when you talk? Am I ugly?"

"No, not ugly." If you were ugly, there would be no beauty in the world.

"Then why don't you dare to look at me?"

"..." How should he answer? Mu Xin was confused.

Yan Shaohui straightened Mu Xin's body so that he was facing him. The two eyes on his red face that looked like they could drip blood were rolling around, but they refused to look at him.

Yan Shaohui raised one hand and pinched Mu Xin's chin, forcing him to look at him, "You're shy but you still don't admit it?"

"No! I didn't... um!" Mu Xin's eyes widened, and before he could finish his words, his mouth was blocked by someone.

After a deep kiss, Yan Shaohui's eyes darkened as he looked at Mu Xin who had collapsed in his arms. Then he bent down and picked Mu Xin up in his princess hug.

"Children who don't admit it will be punished!"

Then Yan Shaohui walked towards the bed holding the firewood.