Ye Wan accepted and then gave them red envelopes, sending two to Jiang Mi, and one for Mian Mian. The three girls chattered for over half an hour, until Ye Wan's phone was confiscated by Gu Yunting, forcing them to stop.
"Sleep early today," Gu Yunting pulled her into bed.
"Don't we need to stay up late?" Ye Wan glanced at the time, it was past eleven.
"No staying up, just sleep." Gu Yunting held her in his arms, reached out and turned off the light, then forcefully sucked a red mark on her neck, only then feeling satisfied.
Ye Wan, "..."
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Jiang Mi hadn't expected Jiang Jingxiu to visit her home during the New Year. Fortunately, she hadn't brought Mian Mian back to celebrate, and the house had been tidied, showing no signs of Mian Mian's presence.
This was a critical juncture, and Jiang Mi didn't want anything to go wrong.
She had already planned that in two or three months, when her belly started to show, she would leave the capital with her mother and Mian Mian, and return only before giving birth to have surgery for her daughter.
When Jiang Jingxiu entered, Jiang Mi could smell that he had been drinking, and his steps were even a little unsteady. She finally understood why he had come to her place; because he was drunk!
Otherwise, with so many girlfriends, why would he think of her during the New Year.
"Celebrating the New Year all alone?" Jiang Jingxiu swayed over and sat down on the sofa.
After he sat down, the cramped little sofa looked even smaller. Jiang Jingxiu stared at Jiang Mi, his eyes hazy.
"I've always been alone," Jiang Mi replied faintly, her face neither happy nor sad, not feeling anything amiss about spending the festival alone.
"Oh? After being away for a few years, haven't you found yourself a boyfriend?" Jiang Jingxiu fixed his gaze on the young woman in front of him.
"I don't need a boyfriend, I just need money... Little Uncle, it's New Year's today, do you have any red envelopes?" Jiang Mi playfully reached out her hand to him.
"If you want a red envelope, you have to have dumplings to eat, right?" Jiang Jingxiu reached out and slapped her hand away.
"You haven't eaten yet? I'll go cook some dumplings for you." Jiang Mi was a little surprised. Didn't he have many girlfriends? Did none of his girlfriends make him dumplings? Thinking this, she still got up to cook dumplings in the kitchen. She had already eaten, and these were extra.
Jiang Mi made pork and chive dumplings. There weren't many left. After boiling them, with the ones she had left over, there were two plates.
Jiang Jingxiu, sitting in the living room, could see the woman busy in the kitchen. Jiang Mi dressed very simply at home. The loungewear she wore had been in use for at least five years, washed to a faded white, looking worn and tattered. Her slippers were also torn. He frowned slightly.
The girlfriends he had found in recent years were all glamorous. Let alone wearing clothes until they were tattered, most of those women probably wouldn't wear the same piece of clothing more than three times. Fengyue Novel Network.
Compared to women nowadays, Jiang Mi could be considered an oddity.
But why, when he had nowhere else to go, did he think of coming here? He thought he might be ill!
Jiang Mi brought the two plates of dumplings to the table, along with two small dishes, and said, "Eat, if you're still hungry, I'll cook you some noodles."
Jiang Jingxiu stood up, walked over, picked up his chopsticks, glanced at Jiang Mi, sat down, and began to eat the dumplings. The dumplings were very authentic, at least he hadn't tasted such a genuine flavor in years.
Chive and pork dumplings were a specialty of his hometown, and most people liked them, including him. However, the taste when eaten outside always felt like something was missing, so he eventually stopped eating them.