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

Lin Jiayan has a low alcohol tolerance but he has been sober until now because of his good luck. After three glasses of wine, he was a little drunk.

Jun Li knew that Lin Jiayan had a bad stomach and stopped him immediately. He quickly changed the subject and picked up a few dumplings for Bai Ze: "Alright, alright, stop playing! Eat the dumplings quickly! They're getting cold!"

"No one has eaten the orange dumplings and coin dumplings yet! Can we see who gets to eat them first?"

"You can have this."

Lin Jiayan drank a glass of orange juice and managed to ease his expression. He glanced at Mo Jinan who was distracted beside him and said, "How about those who didn't get to eat give red envelopes to those who did? Two hundred thousand each time."

"I'm OK."

Jun Li stuffed a mouthful of dumplings, put his arm around Bai Ze's waist and said with a smile: "I heard that there is no wife, the opportunity to make money is here!"

"Yeah, I'll try my best."

Bai Ze swallowed the dumplings in small sips. He was actually a little full, but seeing Jun Li and the others having so much fun, he couldn't help but be a little infected by it.

Several people ate dumplings one at a time in tacit understanding, and the whole plate of dumplings was finished at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that they had already eaten more than half of the dumplings, no one could tell that there was anything special about them. Mo Jinan had drunk so much that he could no longer eat and just surrendered, holding his stomach.

"Jun Li, are you kidding us? I'm so full!"

Jun Li couldn't eat anymore. He frowned and looked at Mo Jinan: "This shouldn't be the case... You made the dumplings, but I secretly made the coins and oranges. How could it be possible..."

Mo Jinan glared: "Are you going to dump the shit pot on me?"

The two were still in a stalemate, but Lin Jiayan suddenly made a move. He frowned slightly and picked out a peeled tangerine from the dumpling and then coughed: "I tasted the tangerine filling. Come on, guys."

Jun Li, Mo Jinan: …

"Oh... and..."

Lin Jiayan smiled and said, "If I ate the coin, then each of you will have to transfer 400,000 yuan to me."

Jun Li, Bai Ze, Mo Jinan: …

Seeing that the battle had already begun, the three men all fell silent and concentrated on eating dumplings. Suddenly, they reached a consensus - they must not let Lin Jiayan find a coin in his dumplings again!

It's not that I'm short of money, it's just that the desire to win between men has come up and I can't control it.

Suddenly Bai Ze's face changed and he covered his mouth and couldn't stop coughing. Jun Li thought Bai Ze was choked and quickly poured him some water and patted his back to help him breathe. Bai Ze coughed for a while and spat out a coin.

The coin spun around in the bowl with a clang and then stopped. Bai Ze only felt the pain of his throat being scratched. He glanced at Jun Li with a sad look and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Don't wrap the coin next time... I almost swallowed it..."

Jun Li was also frightened by what happened just now and quickly apologized and comforted Bai Ze. Bai Ze felt better after drinking two cups of hot water.

Mo Jinan was unhappy now. The more he thought about it, the more angry he got. Why had things been so unlucky for him since he came here? He didn't get to eat dumplings, drank a lot of wine, didn't win the game, and had to pay out 400,000 yuan!

What a joke! He is here to act like a clown!

Lin Jiayan seemed to notice that Mo Jinan was unhappy, and he suddenly said, "If the dumplings are not eaten, does it count if we give them to others?"

Jun Li was still patting Bai Ze on the back. He was stunned for two seconds and then said "forget it".

Mo Jinan was still pouting, but there was a tangerine dumpling punctured by Lin Jiayan in his bowl.

Lin Jiayan put down his chopsticks and smiled softly, coaxing Mo Jinan in a child-like tone: "Okay...don't be angry, okay?"

"I give you all my luck..."

I wish my little rabbit...good luck in the new year...safe and smooth...

Mo Jinan just glanced at the tangerine, and turned his head away awkwardly and whispered, "I don't want it!"

"I just want to make you happy..."

Lin Jiayan sighed and spoke slowly: "I don't have any other intentions... I'm not giving you alms..."

"I just...want to make you happy..."

Mo Jinan's ears instantly turned red, he pursed his lips and a hint of undercurrent flashed through his eyes. After a long while, he slowly turned his head and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the tangerine...

Lin Jiayan was relieved to see that Mo Jinan was fine. Suddenly, a pair of chopsticks holding half a tangerine were handed over, and the half tangerine was placed steadily into Lin Jiayan's bowl.

Lin Jiayan looked at Mo Jinan, who was already blushing, with some doubts, and saw him hesitantly speaking: "This is your good luck... It's not good for me to have it all to myself..."

"Just give me half of it..."

Mo Jinan felt a little embarrassed when he felt Lin Jiayan's gaze. He turned his head away and didn't dare to look at Lin Jiayan. He just stuffed the orange into his mouth silently.

Lin Jiayan smiled and said "hmm" softly. Mo Jinan did not see the extreme tenderness and indulgence in Lin Jiayan's eyes.

Bai Ze glanced at the two people who were sharing the blessing and then at Jun Li. He frowned slightly and looked at the coins in the bowl with some distress.

Jun Li knew that Bai Ze also wanted to split the coin with him, but the coin was obviously not as easy to break as the orange. He felt a warm current in his heart, and rubbed Bai Ze's head and said softly: "It's okay, honey... It's enough that the thought is there, I don't need it..."

Before Jun Li finished speaking, Bai Ze picked up the coin with his bare hands and broke it with his fingers.

"Crack!"

Jun Li's smile froze on his face instantly, and he watched Bai Ze break the coin into two halves and throw half of it into Jun Li's empty bowl as if he was giving away a beggar.

Jun Li forced a smile as he looked at Bai Ze, and heard Bai Ze say in a serious tone: "I thought it would be so difficult to open, but it opened so easily. I'll give you half, no need to thank me."

Jun Li: …

I'm sweating profusely...

Jun Li coughed and looked at the heavy love from his wife in the bowl with a complicated expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"how?"

Bai Ze frowned slightly and saw that Jun Li didn't seem as happy as he thought. He was a little puzzled and then tentatively asked: "Then... I will give you the other half of the coin?"

Jun Li: …

"Ahem... no thanks... thank you, wife..."

"Hmm~"

Bai Ze was in a good mood when he heard Jun Li say thank you. He was obviously excited, but he secretly felt that it was not impossible for him to please him, and he could give as much as others could.

"What do we do now? We..."

"Create a new group, take turns to send out red envelopes of 200,000 each time, and send out lucky red envelopes. Get as many as you can."

Lin Jiayan directly created a group face to face, and Jun Li sent one first. It goes without saying that Lin Jiayan was the lucky one, as he grabbed 100,000 by himself.

"Lin Jiayan must be cheating! He's the chosen one, and he's so lucky!"

Jun Li looked at the 36,000 yuan in his phone and fell into deep thought. Mo Jinan just took a look and immediately put the phone away... because...

So fucking embarrassing!

He snatched three yuan out of a red envelope of two hundred thousand yuan! ! ! !

Woohoo… three dollars for damn…

Jun Li then sent another one and noted: Sent on behalf of my wife.

After a round of distribution, Mo Jinan took a deep breath... Very good... I distributed 200,000 red envelopes, and after a round of grabbing, I finally got 26.48 yuan...

Mo Jinan was stunned into silence. He placed his phone upside down on the table and sighed.

"Ding dong!"

His cell phone suddenly rang. He frowned slightly and saw that in the pop-up window of Lin Jiayan's message, five consecutive red envelopes with a face value of 200,000 yuan were sent to him privately.

Mo Jinan looked at Lin Jiayan in disbelief, but saw that he had a calm expression and didn't care at all.

Mo Jinan didn't receive it immediately but just sent a question mark.

Sure enough, Lin Jiayan's phone rang. He frowned slightly, replied to the message and then turned off the phone again.

Mo Jinan looked at the reply and somehow felt hot again.

"Take it, Happy New Year, little bunny."