Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Chapter 696 Men in menopause are like this

When Lin Zhiyi thought about what she had said, she wished she could dig a hole in the ground.

She wanted to hide, but suddenly her eyes lit up.

The man circled her from behind, holding two lit sparklers in his hands.

"Go ahead and play. Let me see what you young people play."

"Why do you hold a grudge so tightly?"

Lin Zhiyi took the fairy wand and couldn't help laughing.

"All men in menopause are like this." Gong Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, his voice neither cold nor hot.

"..."

Lin Zhiyi shook the fairy wand in her hand and looked at him sideways.

He whispered, "Not old, very handsome."

"what?"

Gong Chen was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes to look at her.

Lin Zhiyi immediately retracted his gaze: "Nothing."

Gong Chen held her hand tightly and said in a deep voice: "I heard it, thank you for the compliment, I will definitely prove it myself."

"what?"

When Lin Zhiyi reacted, her whole face turned red under the light of the fairy wand.

She moved her body: "I don't want to play with you anymore, I want to play with them."

She ran to play with the group of children with a sparkler in her hand.

The Gong family bought several boxes of fairy wands and the group of children didn't stop until they had all been set off.

He turned around and ran to Gong Chen to ask for a red envelope.

"Uncle, I haven't given you the red envelope this year yet."

"Uncle, where is the red envelope?"

"Master, I want one too."

Everyone, big and small, stretched out their hands.

Lin Zhiyi couldn't figure out the seniority anyway.

Who made Gong Chen the youngest among his peers and the oldest among his peers?

Gong Chen took out a red envelope from his pocket: "You guys can't wait until tomorrow, right?"

"Ah."

Everyone nodded.

Gong Chen started giving out red envelopes.

Lin Zhiyi found a little girl as a cover and secretly reached out her hand.

She also received red envelopes in previous years.

She hasn’t received one in three years, so she should get one this year, right?

As a result, Lin Zhiyi didn't even get to touch the red envelope, and Gong Chen grabbed her wrist with the wine glass.

"You want it too?"

"Happy New Year, uncle."

Lin Zhiyi shouted shamelessly.

Gong Chen didn't say anything.

"If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. You gave it to me before."

Lin Zhiyi retracted his hand but did not break free.

Gong Chen pulled her over: "Come on, I'll get it for you."

Without waiting for Lin Zhiyi to react, he led her away.

……

Finally, Lin Zhiyi was brought into Gong Chen's yard.

The exceptions were all cleaned and decorated with red lanterns.

There is a fruit plate and hot tea on the coffee table.

Just as Lin Zhiyi was about to sit down, her body was circled over.

She suddenly sat in Gong Chen's arms.

Seeing that there was no one else in the house, she stopped struggling.

Just as he was about to speak, a red envelope appeared in front of him.

"For you, every year."

Holding the red envelope, Lin Zhiyi did not open it immediately.

Because she had already guessed what was inside.

She asked curiously: "Actually, I'm very confused. When I first came to the Gong family, we didn't know each other. How did you think of giving me a red envelope?"

Gong Chen raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark and deep eyes were filled with a hazy luster.

"Look, you don't have any. It's quite pitiful."

"that's it?"

"Ah."

The palace sank into silence.

Lin Zhiyi hesitated and said, "Then how are you going to give it back to me when you go abroad? Even when you had a car accident and didn't come back, you prepared it for me. I heard from my mother that the other children didn't have it either."

Gong Chen lowered his eyes: "I broke my promise to you, so I wanted to make up for it."

"Ok."

It also makes sense.

Lin Zhiyi didn't think much about it.

but……

Lin Zhiyi opened the red envelope and took out a stack of banknotes from it.

“Whose country’s money is this time?”

“Sri Lanka.”

"I know this. The scenery is beautiful."

Lin Zhiyi was holding a wad of money, feeling a little helpless.

She also knew that Sri Lanka was bankrupt and the money meant nothing to her.

However, she didn’t understand why the red envelopes Gong Chen gave her every year were made up of banknotes from various countries.

Lin Zhiyi simply took the opportunity to ask for clarification.

"Why are you giving me paper money? You give domestic cash to others."

"Nothing, I just saw it and gave it to you."

Gong Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Lin Zhiyi stared at the tea and thought for a moment, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind.

"I see!"

Gong Chen's teacup shook and some tea spilled on his collar.

He helped Lin Zhiyi up, lowered his head to wipe it, and said lightly: "Know what?"

"You... gave me less money! The exchange rate is different, so the cash I get back is definitely different!"

Just as he finished speaking, Lin Zhiyi was hit hard on the forehead.

"As expected of a designer, he has a rich imagination."

"Let me check the exchange rate."

Lin Zhiyi rubbed his head and took out his cell phone to check the exchange rate.

Gong Chen held her hand down: "I'm going to change my clothes."

"Ok."

Lin Zhiyi moved closer to the sofa.

As soon as Gong Chen left, she took out her cell phone to check the exchange rate.

Is there anything not to see?

Such a stack of money should be quite a lot, right?

Lin Zhiyi calculated the exchange rate of the day.

5200 yuan!

People of the same generation have a minimum of 10,000 or 20,000 yuan.

As expected, she was given less money!

Lin Zhiyi rushed upstairs with the red envelope.

When I walked into the room, I saw Gong Chen standing in the cloakroom looking for clothes.

The man's strong and muscular chest was exposed under the light, with clear walls around his waist and abdomen.

Even though she was wearing the most traditional trousers, it still couldn't hide her abstinent sexiness.

Seeing this, Lin Zhiyi was stunned and didn't know where to look.

Gong Chen glanced at her blushing face and simply gave up looking for clothes.

He leaned against the jewelry cabinet in the middle and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You really gave me less money."

"How much did I give you?" Gong Chen asked slowly.

"5200."

"Yeah, 5200."

“What happened to 5200…”?

Lin Zhiyi looked up in surprise.

5200?

Is that what she thought?

How much was it before?

Lin Zhiyi never calculated the amount and always put his red envelopes away secretly.

She turned sideways, pulled out her cell phone, and calculated the exchange rate a few years ago using the money she knew.

52000!

This is a very ambiguous number.

During all those years that she had a crush on Gong Chen, she actually knew nothing.

Lin Zhiyi turned around and was close to the man's hot body.

The next second, she was trapped between the door and the man's arms.

The man bowed his head and whispered.

"I would like to get you 52000. Do you know how thick that is?"

"..."

Can imagine.

5200 yuan is not bad.

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Gong Chen asked.

"Oh, I'm not complaining about the small amount of money. I'm just afraid that they'll ask me how much you gave as a red envelope. Wouldn't that be embarrassing for you?"

Lin Zhiyi spoke with a specious argument.

Gong Chen nodded: "Thank you, I will teach you a way to get more red envelopes than them."

Lin Zhiyi's eyes lit up.

"any solution?"

"Accept me. They'll have to ask you for a red envelope someday."

"I don't... well."

The unfinished words were drowned in the man's kiss.

He grabbed Lin Zhiyi's hand and placed it around his neck, then gently lifted her up.

He pulled a piece of clothing from the closet and placed it on the jewelry cabinet, then placed her on top.

He pinched her wrist and pressed her down.

"Zhiyi, where is my New Year's present?"

"I..." Not ready yet.

"Okay, I'll open my presents then."

"..."

Could you please not take things out of context like this?

The man's eyes flickered and he pried open her lips.

Greedily grabbing the breath that belongs to her.

Exploring every inch of the corner, as if tirelessly...

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhiyi's sweaty palms pressed against the glass cabinet.

"No, no more."

"I have to behave myself. After all, I'm almost in menopause."

"..."

Good at holding a grudge.