After the meal to meet the parents, the schedule for the year after the new year came up.
The old man's words of "it's up to you" can be regarded as settling the matter.
Li Ying had a very comfortable New Year. After the New Year's Eve dinner, she went out to find Lan Jingyu in a cool manner.
During the Chinese New Year, it’s not lively at night.
By chance, Li Ying received a call from Xiao Sheng and asked her where to find fun things to do in the Imperial Capital.
"Come to me and I'll take you to play." Li Ying was on the phone.
Xiao Sheng came as he was told and took Gong Shiheng with him.
She still dared to ride a motorcycle in the ice and snow, but Gong Shiheng didn't stop her and sat in the back seat of her.
Li Ying and Lan Jingyu parked their cars on the street and stood on the roadside waiting for them. When Lan Jingyu went to buy milk tea, Li Ying was already discussing around Xiao Sheng's motorcycle.
"Has your car been modified again? It's so handsome!"
Xiao Sheng proudly introduced: "They are all new!"
Li Ying raised her head and watched Gong Shiheng get out of the car.
He was wearing an industrial-style down jacket and sports goggles. The clothes were large and still felt gentle on him.
"Yingzi, happy new year."
Li Ying nodded in response.
Gong Shiheng took out the red envelope and handed it over, "Grandma gave it to you."
Li Ying smiled and reached out to pick it up naturally.
Before she could receive it, a hand suddenly appeared on her waist and pulled her back into his arms.
The man was still holding milk tea in his hand and took Gong Shiheng's red envelope before her.
She heard his almost inaudible hum and said to Gong Shiheng leisurely: "Thank you."
Gong Shiheng was startled for a moment, then chuckled. He was wearing a turtleneck, and his smile was particularly warm in the ice and snow. He nodded and said, "You're welcome."
Li Ying stood firm and turned to exchange glances with Lan Jingyu.
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Lan Jingyu put milk tea against her face and turned to look at Xiao Sheng, "Captain Xiao, I haven't been seen for a while."
Xiao Sheng nodded and stretched out his hand towards him, "Red envelope."
Lan Jingyu:???
Xiao Sheng: "Reciprocity should be reciprocated."
He couldn't return the red envelope given by the old man, so he could only reach out and search in Li Ying's pocket for a long time.
Before handing it out, Li Ying pulled him.
The two looked at each other and understood immediately.
Li Ying opened the red envelope she received and took a look, then asked him to open the red envelope she was about to give out and take a look.
"Well, it's not a loss, give it to me."
Xiao Sheng: "..."
Gong Shiheng laughed.
After exchanging red envelopes, Xiao Sheng patted the head of the motorcycle and said, "Is there any place where I can run twice?"
Lan Jingyu pinched Li Ying's neck and said, "It's cold and it's not safe."
Li Ying was reluctant, "Run slowly."
She raised her hand and said to Xiao Sheng: "I know there is a sand track that is not icy and there are people cleaning it there. Do you want to go?"
Xiao Sheng's eyes lit up, "Go!"
It's quite a distance to the parking lot and you have to drive there.
Xiao Sheng didn't want Gong Shiheng to blow cold wind, so he wanted to put him in Li Ying and Lan Jingyu's car.
Lan Jingyu threw the car keys to her, turned around, wrapped Li Ying tightly, and took Li Ying to ride.
He doesn't want to breathe the same air as his former love rival.
Li Ying rolled her eyes at him.
Xiao Sheng was very happy and happily pulled Gong Shiheng into the car.
Li Ying sent the location, and Xiao Sheng drove away first.
Lan Jingyu was still writing ink on the same spot, and sighed, "Okay, it's Chinese New Year, and the two of us are in trouble."
Li Ying got into the car and rested her chin on his shoulder, "Be smart, you will have to treat Brother Han and the others to dinner after the new year. If you keep showing off and don't show up, what will they do if they try to trick you? Let's conquer two of them first.
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Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows, "How clever."
Li Ying chuckled, hugged his waist tightly, exhaled hot breath, came close to his ear, and whispered: "And I like you to drive me, it's better than a sports car."
"Aren't you afraid of the cold?"
"It's nothing to be cold." She pressed closer and said, "The sports car isn't cold, but I can't hold you while driving, so that's not good."