After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Lin Jiayan opened his mouth and looked at Mo Jinan but didn't say a word. He lowered his head, smiled and then responded with a "hmm".

Jun Li and Bai Ze were immersed in their own sticky world the whole time. Bai Ze was indeed very smart and he mastered it completely after Jun Li taught him a few times, and he even wrapped things faster than Jun Li.

"My wife is so great, come here and give me a kiss~"

Jun Li's fingertips were stained with some flour, and he smeared it on Bai Ze's face as if on purpose. Bai Ze was unaware that he was held in his arms with his flour-stained hand and kissed.

"There are so many people here...please restrain yourself."

Bai Ze complained with a little discomfort, not realizing that Jun Li had painted his face with flour.

Jun Li held back his laughter and couldn't help looking at Bai Ze's face which was covered with two lumps of flour. His shoulders shook slightly and he finally burst out laughing.

"Why are you so crazy?"

Bai Ze now felt that Jun Li was mentally ill, grinning at him every now and then. Jun Li pursed his lips and shook his head quickly, trying to hold back his smile, and said, "I remembered something that made me happy."

"idiot."

Bai Ze was too lazy to pay attention to him. He just thought that there might be a gap between human thinking and that of evil spirits. He just focused on making dumplings and let Jun Li smile foolishly by the side.

"Are you almost done wrapping them? My arms are sore, can we just cook the dumplings and start eating right away?"

Mo Jinan, the most impatient, went on strike first. He usually didn't work at home at all. He made dumplings at Jun Li's house to give him face, otherwise he would have quit long ago.

"I can probably eat twenty dumplings by myself, Lin Jiayan fifteen, and my wife and you twelve each..."

Jun Li calculated and it was indeed enough. In fact, he packed a lot, but there would always be food to entertain guests before and after the New Year. In addition, Wang Ya had returned to the countryside, so she would definitely have to leave some for her when she came back.

"Then let's not make them. Let's clear the table, serve the dishes, and eat as soon as the dumplings are cooked!"

Jun Li stood up and patted the flour on his hands, then glanced at Bai Ze: "Wife, bring me the Han Di Moutai I bought last time, let's drink a little on New Year's Eve today."

"Oh."

"That's fine. I'll stay at your house if I'm drunk."

Mo Jinan didn't care. To him, it didn't matter whose house he stayed in as long as he wasn't forced to sleep on the streets.

"It's boring just drinking, at least we can have some drinking culture."

Mo Jinan frowned slightly and then directly suggested: "How about this! Let's play the simplest truth or dare game. If you can't say it, drink! If you can't do it, drink!"

"I have no problem, but my wife might..."

Jun Li was about to say that Bai Ze didn't like him drinking, but Bai Ze turned around and took out a glass of wine: "It's okay to drink once in a while. I'm just worried that you'll drink too much outside. It's okay to be at home with me watching over you."

"Come on, Jun Li, if you're scared, stop embarrassing yourself! Your wife didn't say anything, but you're the one making excuses!"

Mo Jinan picked his ears and took the dumplings to cook. He was too lazy to clear the table, so he asked Jun Li and that Lin Jiayan to clean it.

Sure enough, Jun Li was reluctant to ask Bai Ze to clean up, so he just asked Bai Ze to bring out the cooked chicken soup and food, while he and Lin Jiayan quickly wiped the flour and oil stains on the table.

"Cooking fifty-nine is not good, so I'll cook sixty to make good things come in pairs!"

Mo Jinan called out from the kitchen, and Jun Li responded immediately. Bai Ze very consciously served rice to everyone and placed chopsticks in place, waiting for them to take their seats.

Jun Li cleaned the table and swept the floor. He picked up the wine and opened it, pouring half a glass for everyone, then called Lin Jiayan to come and sit down.

By this time, Mo Jinan had almost seen the dumplings float up, so he dredged them from the water and put them on a large plate, and then served the dishes to the table.

Several people took their seats one after another. Jun Li looked at the time and turned on the TV. Although no one watched the Spring Festival Gala, the necessary atmosphere and flow still had to be maintained.

"Okay, let's have a drink first, and everyone has a happy New Year's Eve!"

Jun Li raised his glass first, and the others followed suit: "Happy New Year's Eve!"

"I hope I can find my way out of being single soon, and my second brother can regain his glory soon!"

"Shut your stinky mouth! We're eating! If you say the word 'cocky' again, I'll chop you into pieces and feed them to the dogs while you're drunk!"

"Tsk! I think you want to chop off my dick because you feel inferior to it because it's not as big as mine!"

Mo Jinan rolled his eyes and retorted in a mean way. Jun Li immediately said, "You're questioning me? Come on, come on. We're all here. Do you dare to take off your pants and see whose dick is the biggest?"

"Come on! Whoever is smaller will be embarrassed!"

Mo Jinan really dared to say anything. He immediately stood up and was about to unzip his trousers. Jun Li glared at him and admitted defeat on the spot.

We are not brothers having dinner! You are really serious!

"Tsk, you wimp!"

Mo Jinan sat back again and proudly picked up a dumpling and stuffed it into his mouth. Jun Li received Bai Ze's warning look and immediately behaved himself and didn't dare to say a word.

Mo Jinan was eating dumplings when he suddenly said, "Hey! This tastes really good! Jun Li's cooking skills are much better than before! He deserves to be a person with a partner!"

Jun Li watched as Mo Jinan picked up another one and suddenly remembered, "Oh, right! I forgot to tell you! I put an orange coin in it! Let's see who is lucky enough to get it!"

"What? Will those who eat it make fortune this year?"

Hearing this, Lin Jiayan picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, then glanced at Mo Jinan: "Jun Li meant to seek good luck. If you eat an orange, it will bring you great luck, and if you eat a coin, you will make a fortune in the new year."

"Well, let's eat slowly. We still have to play truth or dare. How are you going to play? Shake the dice or rock-paper-scissors?"

"Roll the dice! Rock, paper, scissors is affecting my meal!"

Jun Li thought about it and found four dice, gave one to each person and said, "As usual, the one with the most points is the king! If you choose truth or dare in one round, you must choose dare in the next round!"

"Okay, you know it all, hurry up, stop dawdling!"

Mo Jinan started shaking the dice first. After a few people finished shaking, Jun Li called for a stop. Finally, they opened the dice cup together.

Lin Jiayan directly shook a six, Jun Li and Bai Ze both shook a five, and the unlucky Mo Jinan shook a one.

"Hold!"

Mo Jinan really didn't expect his luck to be so bad. He raised his head speechlessly and looked at everyone's points. Then he subconsciously said, "Why is it that Lin Jiayan always has the best luck?"

Jun Li also agreed with this. He smiled helplessly and said, "It's true that every time we play Jia Yan together, we usually don't lose."

Lin Jiayan looked at Jun Li meaningfully and then coughed. Jun Li frowned slightly before reacting. Oh no! He forgot to act! Today should be the first time Mo Jinan met Lin Jiayan, so there is no such thing as the three of them playing together before.

and…

Mo Jinan's subconscious words...

Sure enough, even if the memory is deleted, the subconscious brain will still react.

Fortunately, Mo Jinan himself didn't realize the problem with that sentence. He was just obsessed with the fact that he was too unlucky to have rolled a one.