Chu Qin twitched the corner of his mouth: "You know a lot."

Zhong Yibin shook his head proudly: "That's right, if it weren't for being so knowledgeable, how could our dad like me so much?"

"You're so cool." Chu Qin rolled his eyes and said nothing. His dad shouted. He shook his head and turned off the light to go to bed.

The two young people usually go to bed after 10 o'clock in the evening, and now they are just nine o'clock, so they really can't sleep.

Only part of the quilt that was roasted by the electric blanket was hot, and the place that was not roasted was still cold. Zhong Yibin stretched out his legs in the quilt, and his long legs reached the top of the quilt. The cold touch made him tremble, and he said aggrievedly: "Why is this quilt so cold?"

"There is no heating in the house, so it can only be like this," Chu Qin comforted, "and it will be warm after a while."

Before he finished speaking, Chu Qin felt the quilt at his feet arching. His big foot quickly broke the barrier between the two pairs of quilts and got into his bed. Zhong Yibin's feet were a little cold. It should have been because he was standing barefoot on the floor and froze with the photo album.

Chu Qin clamped the cold foot with his toes and pushed it out. The foot was like a small animal being swept out of the house. It was forked out. When he arrived at Zhong Yibin's quilt, he quickly turned around and clamped Chu Qin's quilt with both feet, and then squeezed into Chu Qin's quilt again.

The two started a battle in the quilt. After a while, they fanned the heat in the quilt. The cold air poured into the quilt, which made Chu Qin fight coldly.

"Stop making trouble, you will be frozen later." Chu Qin kicked Zhong Yibin lightly and folded the quilt for him with his feet.

"I've been frozen." Zhong Yibin said aggrievedly, lifting Chu Qin's quilt, twisting his body, and rubbing in. His own quilt was gone because of the fun just now, but Chu Qin was very experienced and kept pressing on the corner of the quilt, and the quilt was still warm.

With his hands and feet stretched out, Zhong Yibin hugged the warm Chu Qin like an octopus and rubbed his face comfortably.

Chu Qin had no choice but to reach out and tuck the corner of the quilt and put the person in his bed: "Don't move around when sleeping with me."

The winter in the south is harder than in the north. The quilts are tightly stuffed at night and cannot leak the air. Zhong Yibin nodded obediently, as long as he could hold his wife, it would be fine.

The two men were very powerful. Not long after they hugged each other, they made the quilt warm and comfortable. Chu Qin took a deep breath of the cold air, squinted his eyes, turned his head and kissed Zhong Yibin on the forehead. At his home, his parents were asleep next door, but he could sleep in the same quilt with his beloved. This feeling of hiding toys in the quilt made him inexplicably excited.

Zhong Yibin opened his eyes and looked at him, chased him at the lips that were about to leave, and put it on accurately. It was not easy to do anything at the mother-in-law's house, but it was okay to have a kiss.

The toothpaste for brushing teeth at night is not the kind they use, but an old-fashioned mint flavor, which adds a strange freshness to the kiss. As the kiss was kissed, Zhong Yibin couldn't help but touch his hand, and he didn't know where it touched it, which made Chu Qin groan and pushed him away in panic.

"Stop making a fuss, go to bed." Chu Qin gasped for a moment, twisted the back of Zhong Yibin's hand that he didn't want to move away, and turned his back to him.

Zhong Yibin flattened his mouth, reluctantly moved his hand and put it on Chu Qin's waist. He was already responding, rubbing the crack of Chu Qin's legs with a hooligan. He hugged the person in his arms tightly and put his nose on his neck and squirted: "Baby, if you are worried about your parents, we can't say it now, wait for them to accept it slowly."

Chu Qin was stunned for a moment. He was indeed a little worried, afraid that he would hurt his parents if he said it. However, this matter would have to be faced sooner or later. Since he decided to be with Zhong Yibin, he has been thinking of countermeasures and given his parents a vaccination. He held the hand that was on his waist and pinched it gently: "It's okay, I'll say it sooner or later. At worst, I can be beaten."

"If they hit you, remember to hide in my arms. I am your boss at least, they should not be conscious and beat him hard." Zhong Yibin said happily, as if it was such a happy thing to be beaten for Chu Qin.

Chu Qin laughed and turned his head and kissed him.

The next morning, Chu's mother got up early and prepared breakfast and knocked on Chu Qin's door.

"Son, Yibin, get up and have dinner." Chu's loud voice instantly woke the two of them from their sleep.

"Um... I'm getting up..." Chu Qin responded in a daze, rubbing his eyes and trying to get up, but the person behind him hugged him tightly, with a big furry head arching into his neck.

In winter mornings, without heating, the warm bed will become particularly attractive. It seems to have a strong glue effect, so people can't get up if they sleep on it.

Chu Qin didn't want to get up either, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Dad Chu got up and brought the food to the table. Before the two children got up, they saw that their wife was a little unhappy and said with a smile: "It's a rare holiday, so let them sleep a little longer."

"The food will be cold in a while." Chu's mother refused to listen, wiped her hands on her apron, pushed the door directly into Chu Qin's room. When she saw the situation inside, she immediately widened her eyes.

Zhong Yibin's quilt had been kicked under the bed, and he was wrapped around Chu Qin and squeezed into this half of the bed. The two of them slept in the same bed, looking extremely harmonious.

Dad Chu hurriedly came over to pick Chu's mother. It would be fine if his son was just there. Now there were customers in the room. It was impolite to break in and stop him. He turned around and saw the two people on the bed and laughed out loud: "Hahaha, these two children have a good relationship and are like children."

Mother Chu glanced at her husband who was not at all in danger and had a headache.

Zhong Yibin had already woken up and saw the two elders standing at the door. One of them sat up in a panic, revealing his smooth upper body: "Uncle and Auntie."

Mother Chu coughed dryly: "Call Chu Qin quickly and have a meal."

It was already the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month. After breakfast, the family had to start preparing fried food for the New Year. Zhong Yibin was enthusiastically asking for help. He had never celebrated the New Year like this. The New Year at the Zhong family was no different from usual. The family would not cook. They just waited for the housekeeper to prepare the meal, had a meal together on New Year's Eve, and then visited endlessly.

But Chu's mother refused to let them get close to the kitchen, so she gave them a pot of dumpling filling and dough, and asked them to make dumplings.

Chu Qin took Zhong Yibin to make dumplings in the living room. Zhong Yibin had never made it, and he had broken several times before he could barely behaved. Chu Qin would not dislike him, "Well, this is better than those just now, and there is progress."

"Hehe." Zhong Yibin happily rubbed the tip of his nose and rubbed the flour on his nose with one hand.

Chu Qin pursed his lips and smiled without reminding him. He got up and ran to the kitchen, stole a bowl of meatballs that his father had just fried, and fed Zhong Xiaoji who was working hard.

I worked hard all day, but on New Year's Eve, nothing happened. The whole family surrounded the table and played mahjong.

"There were only three of us before, and we couldn't play. Now the four of us are just right," Chu's mother likes playing cards very much. She was very happy to be able to gather four people at home. She clicked on the automatic mahjong table and looked at Zhong Yibin sitting opposite her. Her eyes flashed, "Son, when should I marry a wife for me quickly, so that we can play mahjong every year during the Chinese New Year."

Chu Qin paused his hand when he rolled the dice: "Would you not play mahjong without a wife?"

Mother Chu curled her lips: "Tsk, I'll go to the next door to beat me without a wife, so you guys and you guys are bored in the room."

Zhong Yibin smiled gently: "If auntie likes it, I will play mahjong with you every year in the future."

"That's good." Dad Chu agreed happily. He really liked this young man. He was young and promising, and he was not as arrogant as a rich child. His son had such a boss and friends, which made him feel very relieved.

Mother Chu glared at Dad Chu who was blindly agreeing, but someone couldn't receive the signal at all. He spoke happily: "Whiteboard!"

Chu's mother has been in the mahjong circle all year round and is considered a master of all kinds. Chu Qin and Chu's father are average, but Zhong Yibin doesn't know if it's because of amnesia that he has become a bad guy. He lost a lot of money in an afternoon.

Dad Chu, who has always rarely won, won a lot of money today, and was so happy that he couldn't stop talking about it.

"Erbiao!" Zhong Yibin hesitated for a long time and played a card.

"Touch! It's bad!" Mother Chu immediately picked up the second cake and pushed it to the card in her hand.

Zhong Yibin miserably and paid the money obediently. The piles of dollars in front of him were only left with pitiful three or two pieces, and they all handed over them.

"Hahaha, I won't play anymore." Mother Chu got up and pulled Dad Chu to make the New Year's Eve dinner.

Chu Qin raised his hand and poked Zhong Yibin's face, leaned over to look at his card, frowned slightly: "Why did you break up your two cakes?" This way of playing would be strange if you can win.

"I see that my aunt wants to win this." Zhong Yibin blinked innocently.

Chu Qin suddenly realized that this guy lost intentionally. He couldn't help laughing just to make the two elders happy: "Erbing, you can do it."

"Hmph." Zhong Yibin raised his chin proudly.

At night, the whole family sat in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala. Without heating, they would nest together and cover blankets.

"This evening party is really boring, it's not as good as the one in the prosperous times." Chu's mother frowned unhappily as she looked at the sketch on TV that was not funny at all.

"Then it depends on the prosperity." Dad Chu gave an idea.

The TV at home is smart and can play the show. Chu’s mother made a quick decision and switched to the channel of Shengshi to play the New Year’s Day party. She has watched this party, but Chu’s father hasn’t watched it yet, so she is very interested.

The evening was hosted by Chu Qin, and the family watched it with relish. Chu Qin felt a little embarrassed. He always felt inexplicably ashamed to watch his own show with his parents.

"Hey, is that Yibin?" Dad Chu found Zhong Yibin in a suit and tie in the first row of the audience with sharp eyes.

"Well, he will go up and send red envelopes to Shengshi employees when he is finished." Chu Qin responded.

Sure enough, when it was almost over, Zhong Yibin walked onto the stage and sent a red envelope to every Shengshi employee who participated in the party. When he arrived at Chu Qin, he suddenly passed by. Finally, he turned back and gave a particularly large red envelope.

"Wow—" The audience was surprised, because the usual red envelopes were as big as envelopes, but the one Zhong Yibin gave Chu Qin was as big as A4 paper, and they were curious about what it was.

Chu Qin obviously didn't know what it was, so he blinked: "Why is this so special for Mr. Zhong to give me?"

Everyone asked him to open it and saw it. He really opened it and pulled it out. It seemed like a contract or something. It immediately closed it again, which made the curious audience sigh.

Media rumored that it might be the shares given to Chu Qin by Shengshi, and some people said it was Chu Qin's contract extension. There were many different opinions, but Chu Qin never responded from the beginning to the end.

"What is that?" Chu's mother couldn't help asking curiously.

"A house." Zhong Yibin said with a smile. It was the property certificate that the eldest brother of the Zhong family had obtained. I don't know what method his eldest brother used, but the name of Chu Qin and him was written on the property certificate.

"House?" Chu's mother was a little surprised. No boss gave a red envelope to the house directly during the New Year!

"Well, Chu Qin is about to get married, so I can't live in that apartment." Zhong Yibin said in a low voice, looking at Chu Qin who had fallen asleep because he couldn't hold on.

The two of them sat on the same sofa. When Chu Qin fell asleep, he leaned on Zhong Yibin spontaneously. Zhong Yibin looked calm and did nothing. He just leaned his body slightly, and the sleeping person slid into his arms.
Chapter completed!