Gu Nianjia still counseled and didn't dare to light the fire. When Zhang Jing met the fireworks, she stood far and far away. When the fireworks were on, they were blooming in the air, with all kinds of patterns.

It's a visual feast.

Gu Nianjia looks up and doesn't want to miss every moment. "It's really beautiful."

She opened her mouth and couldn't help sighing.

When Zhang Jingyu had finished lighting the fireworks they had brought down, he went back to Gu Nianjia and hugged her around the waist and called to her, "baby."

Miss Jia turns her head and looks at him with a smile

"Happy new year."

Zhang Jingyu looks down and kisses her face.

Just a sound of fireworks rushed up into the sky, blooming a colorful shape of love in the air, thinking about Jiayu's glimpses, she had an impulse in her heart.

On tiptoe, he raised his hands to hook Zhang Jingyu's neck, and his lips were pasted on his lips.

Two people are kissing under the gorgeous fireworks on the frozen lake.

The picture is like a dream in a movie or a TV play. It is a scene that many people yearn for.

Zhang Jingyu's three sisters were stunned for a second or two, then they all took out their cell phones tacitly, took a scene hard, recorded videos and sent them to friends circle.

Matching words is nothing more than eating dog food, a wave of dog food on New Year's Eve.

"That woman kissed my brother Jingyu."

Chen nianen is jealous and mad, but no one cares for her.

Everyone's attention is on the two people kissing under the gorgeous fireworks. The romantic picture gives people a sense of both idol drama.

"Baby, no matter what happens, there's me."

Zhang Jingyu put his hands around Miss Jia's waist, put his forehead on Miss Jia's forehead, and looked at her tenderly.

Suddenly an advertisement made Gu Nianjia feel like he was hinting what would happen.

She looked at him, inquiring.

Zhang Jingyu suddenly bent his lips and laughed, "do you like the fireworks?"

Gu Nianjia nodded hard. "Well, I like it."

Very like, very like, super super like.

This is the happiest, most meaningful and most like Chinese New Year that she has ever lived since she was a child. She is a little bit touchy and has a lump in her throat.

Don't know what to say, she hugged Zhang Jingyu again, "teacher, will you always like me?"

From small to large, she cares about the identity of Jia, which makes outsiders feel that she has a lot. In fact, she has too little.

Song Changlin is one.

When she realized that song Changlin would one day have her own love, family and life, and they would be more and more far away, she really couldn't accept it.

So she was afraid, afraid that one day she and Zhang Jingyu would do the same.

Zhang Jingyu nodded back to her without hesitation, "well, I'll always like you."

He clasped his hands to mindya.

Le's mindfulness Jia will be out of breath. Only when mindfulness Jia feels the sense of existence, can she have enough sense of security.

She looked up at the stars in the sky, looking forward to the future of her and Zhang Jingyu.

"I like you so much, teacher. I'll give you a baby when I graduate."

Thinking about Jia, I don't know how to get this sentence out of my mouth.

After that, she was frozen, embarrassed to find a seam to drill in.

She quickly pushed away Zhang Jingyu and turned her back to her.

Zhang Jingyu hugs her from behind again, approaches her ear and chuckles: "also may not be anxious."