Chapter 802

Once Sheng Jingheng posted this microblog, several people forwarded it again. You can know how lively and sensational the comment will be without going to see it.

It is estimated that it will stand out and occupy a high position in the hot search of a row of Spring Festival Gala programs.

However, several parties did not take care of it, and they went down microblogging and turned to wechat.

For nothing else, just because Sheng Jingrui took the lead in the group, they all began to launch red envelopes.

The number of red envelopes is limited, so we need to grab them with hand speed.

We have to see who is the king of luck.

After the robbery, no one in this group cares about money. It's just a lively celebration.

Therefore, not to mention that the microblog has been left behind by several people, even the TV Spring Festival Gala and online Spring Festival Gala that are still broadcasting have no intention to watch.

Unknowingly, time is approaching zero.

Listening to the hosts in the TV and computer, they all began to prepare for the countdown, and several people suddenly came back.

Compared with the excitement on TV, the five people seem too calm and leisurely.

When the countdown was over, they simply said "Happy New Year" to each other without saying anything else.

But you Tianlang, like magic, took out three red envelopes from his pocket and handed them to the three: "lucky money."

Li Meijun, who was sitting on his side, couldn't help opening his eyes: "are you preparing six at a time?"

Then he motioned to the three: "take it and meet his mood as an elder."

The three of them reached out and said, "thank you, brother-in-law."

"Well, aren't you afraid to forget?" You Tianlang waved his hand to the three and said that he was not polite. He naturally hugged Li Meijun and kissed her. "Wife, your share will be given to you tomorrow morning."

Li Meijun hugged him back and said with a smile, "thank you, husband."

Seeing that the two people had no scruples and didn't treat the three of them as outsiders, Ling Hao couldn't help but raise his hand and cover his eyes, revealing only a crack.

Then, seeing that both Nanyue and Sheng Jingheng were smiling as usual, they also put down their hands and turned to cover up by eating.

The Spring Festival Gala is almost the same, and Li Meijun is still filming in South Vietnam this morning, so she looks at her.

"It's getting late. Shall I take you to the guest room first?"

This point is indeed the time for South Vietnam to practice and rest. Smelling the speech, he first looked at Sheng Jingheng for consultation. Seeing that he nodded and let go of her hand, he stood up and said, "that's trouble, Sister Li."

"You are always so polite, child." Li Meijun also got up, smiled and took Nan Yue's arm and intimately led her to the guest room on the third floor.

They went upstairs. The three men looked at each other. You Tianlang took the lead in opening his mouth: "go down and have a drink?"

"Good!" Ling Hao has had a rest after killing, and this will be the first to raise his hand.

Sheng Jingheng also has no opinion: "OK."

With that, he began to clean up the mess on the tea table.

Seeing that he was so conscientious and diligent, you Tianlang and Ling Hao had no choice but to smile and began to clean up.

The guest rooms are on the third floor. There are just three rooms. Li Meijun brought Nanyue into the largest one. The downstairs corresponds to the master bedroom.

Although the three of them came to stay for one night, judging from the special decoration and furnishings of the room, Li Meijun should have spent a lot of thought.

"The sound insulation effect here is very good. If you don't want to sleep alone at night, we can't hear anything."

Nanyue smiled: "then I have to knock on the door of teacher Sheng's room in the evening."

Li Meijun suddenly woke up: "Oh, this sentence should be told to your teacher Sheng."