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  The flowers fall and fly, filling the sky; their red color fades, their fragrance is cut off - who will pity them?

  Those big, round eyes revealed despair, was it lamenting its own fate of impending doom? Its delicate body couldn't help but tremble, what a spirited and intelligent creature! As the executioner, Wu Ming really couldn't bear to kill it, that would be too cruel.

  An egg that breaks from the outside is food, but an egg that breaks from the inside is life. The ugly duckling broke through obstacles to come into this world, and after eating seven months of fine feed, it finally transformed into a mouth-watering fat duck.

  The ugly duckling in the fairy tale can become a swan, mainly because his mother is a swan. In reality, there are too few swans, and countless ones have died at human hands. Eight out of ten little ducks will only grow up to be roasted ducks, and when they get old, they can only be made into old duck soup.

  Cruel reality tells us that most fairy tales are deceiving children, those who spread their arms to become wings and protect Lolita are mostly weirdos, the little match girl is rare, but there are many matches sold by girls, frogs will never turn into princes, and the duck in July will always die.

  "Why is it taking so long to kill just a duck?" Shen Ruoxi said as she walked to the bathroom door, seeing Wu Ming hesitating with the kitchen knife in hand. She rolled her eyes and continued, "What are you waiting for? For it to die of old age?"

  Wu Ming turned around and said seriously: "I believe in Jesus, I don't kill."

  "Shen Ruoxi cursed with a smile: 'Believe in ghosts! Hurry up and get to work! My dough is almost ready, next I'll need your help to wrap the dumplings.'"

  Wu Ming said with a smile: "Alright, wait a minute, I'll give it a good beating right away."

  Shen Ruo Xi had just turned around and left, Wu Ming hesitated again. He let out a faint sigh, adjusted the temperature of the electric water heater to 95 degrees, then used a lotus-shaped spout to scoop up a basin of boiling water. With one hand holding the stupid-looking duck, he sighed with a face full of pity: "A monk... isn't... Heaven has its own way of bestowing life, let nature take its course!"

  Undo the rope on the duck's feet, Wu Ming put it on the ground, pointing to the water basin and said in a low voice: "Jump down by yourself! Don't force me to take action..." Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go of his hand, the duck was like being injected with chicken blood, flapping its wings and rushing out.

  "Oh no! Dead duck! Don't run!"

  Shen Yiyang had just come out of the room, and the quacking duck happened to bump into her feet. She directly waved her hand to grab the duck's neck, then picked up the duck that was frantically kicking its legs, and with a face full of embarrassment, Wu Ming teased: "Uncle! I suspect that even if a cooked duck were in your hands, it would fly away."

  Wu Ming sneered: "A momentary lapse of reason!"

  Shen Ruoxi walked out of the kitchen with elegant steps, her beautiful eyes swept over Wu Ming, and she said disdainfully: "Really useless!" She then walked to her daughter's side, took the duck, and entered the bathroom. "I'll help kill it, come in and pluck its feathers."

  Duck feathers are just like people's clothes, and Wu Ming is still quite excited about undressing others, although he would rather help Shen Ruoxi take off her clothes, but with the bloody kitchen knife in that woman's hand, he didn't have any evil thoughts.

  除夕 is the last day of the lunar calendar, and on this day of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, almost every household celebrates grandly, with things like pasting spring couplets, setting off firecrackers, and performing dragon dances. Wu Ming knew very little about these festive customs, in short, whatever Shen Ruoxi instructed him to do, he would do it.

  After a busy whole day, when the roasted duck was on the table and the dumplings were in the pot, the sky had already darkened. The mother and daughter sat down at the dinner table with Wu Ming, and the three of them surrounded the steaming hot pot, enjoying the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner together.

  Shen Yiyiy picked up an ugly dumpling from the hot pot and said with a smile: "Uncle! The dumplings are exposed."

  "Can you blame me?" Wu Ming said with a flush of shame: "If the dumpling wrappers are rolled out as thin as a facial mask, can they not be exposed?"

  "Yes, technology is not enough, and we have to blame others." Shen Yiyiy hummed a sound, then laughed and continued: "We are the real wontons."

  The atmosphere was warm and gentle, Shen Ruo Xi smiled slightly, with a hint of moisture in her eyes. When her daughter was young, although they were very poor, every Spring Festival was the happiest day for the mother-daughter duo. However, as her daughter grew older, the distance between them grew wider, and what used to be their happiest holiday became increasingly desolate.

  Shen Ruoxi stole a glance at Wu Ming, revealing a hint of shyness on her face. He had brought long-awaited laughter and smiles to this family, and it was rare for his daughter to like him, while she herself... didn't dislike him. In order to keep this long-lost smile, she must work hard to tie this man down!

  After finishing the New Year's Eve dinner, three people sat in the living room watching the Spring Festival Gala. After a long and smelly crosstalk show, Shen Yiyiyi went back to her room. Shen Ruoxi pretended to yawn, her eyelids slowly closing, then she slowly leaned towards Wu Ming beside her, her face red as she rested her head on his shoulder.

  Wu Ming immediately put the pillow in his arms to one side, gently and quietly embracing Shen Ruoxue into his bosom. It was still more comfortable with this 'pillow'. With her eyes closed, Shen Ruoxue's heart thumped wildly, her hand secretly grasping the corner of her clothes tightly, what a shy posture!

  Wu Ming gently rubbed Shen Ruo Xi's plump buttocks for a full three hours during the Spring Festival Gala, and Shen Ruo Xi, who was pretending to sleep, had lost all her expectations, fantasies, and shy emotions, leaving only a burning stomach.

  Sister-in-law! You're such an unromantic blockhead!

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  At half past eleven at night, Wu Ming carried Shen Ruo Xi back to the room and then pinned the beauty to the bed for a passionate kiss. After a long time, Wu Ming smacked his lips and muttered: "What thick foundation!"

  Shen Ruoxi couldn't help but giggle, opened her eyes, and gave Wu Ming a charming glance, scolding: "Idiot!"

  Wu Ming smiled and was about to kiss her, but Shen Ruoxi laughed and covered his mouth with her hand. He said urgently, "Stop joking around, as the saying goes 'one moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold', we should seize the moment and have fun."

  Shen Ruo Xi muttered under her breath and said with a blush: "This doesn't seem like something Zi Yue would say, does it?"

  "Wu Ming cursed and said: 'It's what Confucius said that's wrong! It seems like it was Sunzi who said it!'"

  "Sunzi?" Shen Ruoxi laughed and said: "Is there such a child? I only know Confucius, Mencius, Laozi."

  "Can there be an old master without a grandson?" Wu Ming showed a very silly expression, and patiently taught: "I remember that someone's grandson wrote the Art of War, called Sun Tzu's Art of War."

  "Sun Tzu's Art of War?" Shen Ruo Xi pondered and said: "I've heard it on TV...it seems like he really existed."

  "Never mind about being a grandson..." Wu Ming said with a lewd smile: "Let grandpa give you a kiss."

  Shen Ruoxi closed her eyes shyly, a loving couple embracing each other tightly. Just as things were going great, Wu Ming's phone rang, and he was so startled that he almost peed his pants when he saw the caller ID - it was Yan Ruyue. He wanted to get up to answer the call, but Shen Ruoxi held him tight around the neck and wouldn't let go.

  Wu Ming steeled himself and pressed the call button, shouting in unusually excited tones: "Boss Yan! Happy New Year, Happy New Year..."

  To cover up Yan Ruyu's voice, Wu Ming could only speak as loudly as possible. After chatting for about ten minutes, he hung up the phone under Shen Ruoxi's suspicious gaze and broke out in a cold sweat. Who knew that as soon as the phone was hung up, another call came in, cold and icy.

  It's really thunderous, someone is going to die! Wu Ming chuckled twice and reconnected the phone call, "Leng Zong! Same to you, wishing you a prosperous new year..."

  He roared for another ten minutes until Shen Ruoxi's face turned a bit black, and Wu Ming dryly explained: "These two are leaders, leaders come to pay their respects during the New Year, there's no way around it."

  He had just finished speaking when his phone rang again, who the hell is this? It was Amiko, Wu Ming hesitated, this was after all their only foreign comrade-in-arms. In the end he still picked up, "Dr. Amiko, Happy New Year, Happy New Year..."

  Hanging up the phone, Wu Ming explained again under Shen Ruoxue's scrutinizing gaze: "This is our company doctor. I helped her with an injection, no, she helped me with an injection. We're just ordinary friends and get along well normally."

  "Is that so?" Shen Ruo Xi said with a cold smile.

  The New Year's bell hadn't rung yet, but Wu Ming's phone rang first. Another woman had called to congratulate him, this time it was his mistress Bi Lijuan. Wu Ming felt like crying, after all he had an affair with her, not answering the call might cause trouble, so he picked up and chatted for a few more minutes.

  No matter how hard Wu Ming tried to cover it up, Shen Ruo Xue still heard that the people who called were all women, and her face turned cold as ice.

  "This is a big client, I have business dealings with her!"

  Shen Ruo Xi's face turned cold and she snorted: "You're quite popular, aren't you? All the female bosses, female doctors, and female clients are coming to pay their respects!"

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  After a calm for a while, the New Year's bell rang out, and Wu Ming's mobile phone business became busy again. One after another, the phones of friends in the phone book came to send New Year's greetings, even if they didn't make a call, they would still send a New Year's message.

  Until Wu Ming's phone ran out of battery, Shen Ruoxi coolly said: "Are you done yet?"

  "It's all over... it's all over..." Wu Ming hugged Shen Ruo Xi's shoulders and laughed, "Come on! Let's continue being intimate!"

  "Go ahead and sleep!" Shen Ruo Xi pushed Wu Ming away, her face flushing with anger.

  "If you're not part of the family, don't enter our ancestral tomb. You've even gotten into my bed, and now you want to run away?"

  Wu Ming revealed a sly and charming smile, leaned forward and kissed Shen Ruo Xi's red and fragrant lips, although he encountered a small resistance, but the beauty soon surrendered.

  Taking advantage of the heat, based on years of research probability, taking off pants is the king's way. Taking advantage of Shen Ruo Xi being a bit dazed and confused, Wu Ming took the lead in stripping off her pants, and then got a big red envelope!

  At the critical moment, how can you not come to Big Aunt?

  Isn't it? Why does a flood always occur every time I'm about to succeed? Is this some kind of joke? Wu Ming wailed in his heart, Heaven, what are you trying to do?!

  Noticing Wu Ming's sudden silence, Shen Ruoxue poked him with her finger and whispered: "What's wrong?"

  "What's wrong with me?" Wu Ming showed a bewildered expression and asked with a dark face: "My aunt has come, what can I do?"

  Shen Ruoxi's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and she pouted: "I didn't say it was okay tonight, you're dead set on taking off my pants."

  Wu Ming furiously roared: "Shen Ruo Xi! Dare you let me explode the chrysanthemum?"

  Shen Ruo Xi's face turned red with anger and she shouted: "You pervert! Get out of here!"

  Wu Ming let out a heavy hum and rolled over to one side with his quilt, saying indignantly: "We're sleeping in separate beds tonight!"

  Shen Ruoxi, wearing a pair of tight shorts and lying on the bed, looked shocked. Her fair and plump beautiful legs quickly broke out in goosebumps. She shivered with cold, kicked Wu Ming anxiously and angrily, and scolded: "You damn bastard! Quickly give me the quilt, I'm freezing to death!"

  Wu Ming lifted the quilt covering Shen Ruoxi, pulled her into his arms, and slapped her buttocks with force, laughing and scolding: "Don't move! If you move again, I'll shoot it onto the wall!"

  "Whatever you say, Grandpa," said Shen Ruo Xi with a giggle, obediently snuggling into Wu Ming's arms, her face filled with a happy smile.

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