Chapter 2489: Mo Luyu, Happy Chinese New Year (6)

When Xin Le returned home, it was almost early in the morning.
Again, one's Spring Festival.
Looking at the empty rental house, Xin Le exhaled slightly, went to the kitchen, boiled water, took a picture of the crooked dumplings she had packed on the table, and then sent it to her mother.
[Minister of Finance: Really ugly!
Little princess: Mom, this is your girlfriend's first dumpling show. Really, I buy you to read me, and I will buy you and me.
I'm Prince Edward: Wait, I'll show you my mom's bag and throw you a few blocks.
Minister of Political Affairs: Lele, did you really decide? 】
Xin Le paused for a moment. The water on the gas stove was steaming hot. He lifted his fingers on the keyboard and lowered them, but he didn't know what to type.
Decided?
If not, why choose a solitary New Year in the field?
[Little princess: Dad, mom, I can't let go of him, really. 】
After Xin Le typed these words, tears had fallen on her phone.
What can she do? She is also desperate.
But she really can't let it go ~
It doesn't matter if she says she's guilty of being mean or if she's stupid, but she can't go against her true feelings inside.
The water was boiling, Xin Le wiped her tears, put her phone on the glass platform, and then started to make her own ugly dumplings that could not be more ugly. She also cried when the New Year arrived and sent a circle of friends. Dumplings.
Xin Le's dumplings came out of the pan, and then the WeChat group got quiet. First, Shui Anluo sent a red envelope to their sister group, followed by Qiao Yaruan. Xin Le smiled and took the red envelope, and no red envelope. intend.
[Xin Le: This is your red envelope for comforting single dogs!
Shui Anluo: Damn, I'm feeling lucky twice. Xin Le, are you open this year?
Qiao Yaruan: The legendary emotional intelligence is frustrated at the casino.
Xin Le: It's a must.
Xin Le: Are you okay with Anluo?
Shui Anluo: It's okay. Rarely my parents-in-law came down for dinner today. Chu Cuiyi accompanied them to watch the Spring Festival Gala, but I didn't know my brother was on duty at the hospital.
Qiao Yaruan: Show you the photos of our Spring Festival Gala. Tell me when you took the child away. The two were so noisy that they almost turned over. Feng Yingdi expressed a lot of opinions. He hasn't slept with him anymore these days. .
Shui'anluo: ...
Shui Anluo: My son is just starting fast. He will be able to get married when he is eighteen. I will be a grandma after fifteen years. I am still very excited.
Qiao Yaruan: ...
Xin Le: ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Xin Le: sympathize with the film emperor. 】
Xin Le was bursting into tears while smiling at the soft dumplings, and the door was knocked.
Xin Le looked up. At half past eleven, half an hour had passed.
Who will come at this time?
Xin Le put down her phone and got up to the door. "Who?"
There was no movement outside the door. Xin Le paused for a moment. Is it because he had hallucinations?
Xin Le asked again, but no one answered, Xin Le thought about it and didn't plan to open the door, after all, she lived here alone.
Xin Le turned and went back to chatting with dumplings.
[Shui Anluo: What's going on? It's another half an hour before the New Year. My mother-in-law is also watching my Spring Festival Gala with my father-in-law this year. It's strange.
Qiao Yaruan: It's even stranger if you insist on watching the whole Spring Festival Gala.
Shui Anluo: I don't want to, isn't this Brother Chu to accompany him? He wants to get a red envelope with my mobile phone. Hey, I forgot to pull you in. What should I do? Brother Chu has finished sending out more than 50,000 twenty bales.
Qiao Yaruan: Make up! !! !! !!
Xinle :! !! !! !! !! !! Make up