Mo Xun appeared on camera and smiled: “Everyone should eat lunch soon too, right? Today’s live stream ends here. Wish everyone a happy new year.”
The teammates all crowded their heads over: “Happy New Year everyone!” “Happy New Year, we’re about to start eating too, bye bye!”
The live stream ended.
Fang Yinnian proactively said: “Brother Xu, let the photography teacher and publicity teacher come eat with us too.”
Mo Xun said: “Right, having to work on New Year’s Eve, you’re really working hard.”
The publicity sister said: “We get triple overtime pay today. My family went on vacation anyway, so we’re staying at the company on duty.”
Xu Baichuan waved: “Come come come, let’s all taste Yinnian’s cooking. We’ll go back after lunch.”
Nine people sat around the dining table together.
Mo Xun opened a bottle of red wine and poured half a glass for everyone.
Xu Baichuan said: “This room full of red is very auspicious today. I hope in our new year, we’ll have great luck and prosperity!”
Everyone clinked glasses: “Happy New Year!”
Fang Yinnian had poor alcohol tolerance and didn’t dare drink much, only taking two sips.
Everyone started eating the delicious food on the table.
“Wow, so delicious!” Fu Fei praised endlessly.
“Yinnian’s cooking is really good.” Sister Chen smiled and praised: “Five-star level chef.”
“I didn’t expect our Yinnian had this hidden skill!” Xu Baichuan smiled: “It’s really delicious. In the future, whichever girl marries Yinnian will be truly blessed.”
“…” This comment made both Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun freeze.
Perhaps because they had gotten used to marketing and CP promotion during this period, there had never been a third person between them.
Xu Baichuan’s comment was like a bucket of cold water, instantly waking Fang Yinnian up—yes, he should like girls and would marry a girl in the future, protecting and caring for her well.
Didn’t he also fantasize as a child that his bride would be a cute and beautiful girl like a princess?
But hearing this today, he inexplicably felt panicked. He seemed to gradually become less certain whether he definitely had to marry a girl.
His mind was in chaos, so he could only lower his head and pick at his food.
No one noticed that after hearing this comment, Mo Xun’s hand holding the chopsticks also stiffened slightly.
The manager seemed to be intentionally or unintentionally reminding them—you two are just doing business, don’t confuse the internet with reality.
The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became subtle. But both hid their emotions well, not letting others notice.
Fang Yinnian smiled and said: “I quite like cooking. Seeing those ingredients transform into different things in my hands gives me a sense of accomplishment.”
Xiao Fei excitedly said: “I love the eight-treasure rice Brother Nian made. This is the best version I’ve ever had!”
Tang Che said: “The spicy hot pot is also super delicious.”
Tan Junwen suggested: “Yinnian, why don’t you open a restaurant and pass down your culinary skills?”
Everyone chatted while eating in a harmonious atmosphere.
After the meal, the manager left with the staff.
The five cleaned up the dining table together. Fu Fei and Tan Junwen volunteered to wash dishes, while Fang Yinnian prepared to make dumplings.
He asked: “What kind of dumpling filling do you all like?”
Two voices came from the kitchen: “Cabbage and pork!” “Mushroom and corn!” Then Tang Che’s voice: “Spicy beef.”
Fang Yinnian said helplessly: “I can’t manage so many fillings. I’ll make pork with mustard greens and vegetarian three-fresh filling for you to try.”
Everyone nodded: “Okay!”
Fang Yinnian started kneading dough, covered the finished dough in a bowl to rest, then went to prepare the meat filling.
Mo Xun stayed beside him helping.
By the time Tan Junwen and Fu Fei finished washing dishes slowly, Fang Yinnian’s dumpling filling was also ready.
Fang Yinnian asked: “Does anyone know how to make dumplings?”
Mo Xun said: “I do.”
Tan Junwen raised his hand: “I can roll dumpling wrappers.”
Tang Che said: “I can make ingot-shaped dumplings.”
Fu Fei: “I… I’ll cheer you on!”
Fang Yinnian’s hands were skillful, wrapping dumplings quickly, making them both beautiful and sturdy.
His dumplings were neatly arranged in a row on the table, like military formation, particularly cute.
Mo Xun suddenly felt empty inside.
He remembered the manager’s words—whichever girl marries Yinnian in the future will be so blessed.
Fang Yinnian would definitely get married and have children in the future. Then he would spend Spring Festivals with his wife and family, sleep in the same bed with his wife every night, doing intimate things.
When Mo Xun thought of Fang Yinnian gently holding a girl, he felt inexplicably irritated.
He couldn’t imagine such a scene.
Just thinking about it made him uncontrollably jealous.
Why?
What right did she have to take away Fang Yinnian’s care?
That “she” hadn’t even appeared yet, was just a hypothetical future, but already made Mo Xun extremely annoyed.
“Mo Xun.” Fang Yinnian’s voice interrupted his thoughts. “What is this that you wrapped?”
“…” Mo Xun looked at the twisted meat patty dumpling in his hands, his ears burning. “Nothing, I was distracted.”
“Go rest for a bit. I’ll finish the remaining few.” Fang Yinnian sent Mo Xun to the living room.
After making dumplings, with nothing to do in the afternoon, Xiao Fei and Junwen went to play games together. The remaining three watched TV in the living room, with Fang Yinnian and Mo Xun video calling their families for New Year greetings.
Mo Xun specifically greeted Yinnian’s grandmother.
Having eaten too much at lunch, they had a few plates of dumplings for dinner and reheated some leftovers. Fang Yinnian’s dumplings received unanimous praise from his teammates.
Tang Che said: “I’ve never had mustard green filling, it’s quite delicious.”
Fang Yinnian patted his shoulder: “Expand your menu, don’t just think about eating spicy food every day.”
Tang Che also smiled: “Yes, I love all the dishes Yinnian makes. I suddenly envy your future wife.”
Fu Fei said: “I’m envious too. Can I get a sex change to marry Brother Nian? Then I’d have a five-star chef husband.”
Tan Junwen: “Damn, have some shame, calling him husband so casually.”
Fu Fei smiled broadly: “If you can make me a table of New Year’s Eve dinner, I’ll take your surname starting tomorrow, even call you dad.”
Fang Yinnian: “…”
Fu Fei the little foodie really had no principles.
Mo Xun hadn’t spoken, silently eating dumplings with his head down, and voluntarily cleaned up the dishes after dinner.
After dinner, everyone watched the Spring Festival Gala in the living room.
Only famous big stars in the entertainment industry could get on CCTV’s Spring Festival Gala. They weren’t qualified yet.
However, this year’s gala was very boring.
Xiao Fei didn’t want to watch anymore. He got up and brought a deck of cards: “Spring Festival doesn’t feel complete without card games. Let’s play poker.”
Mo Xun asked: “What game?”
Fu Fei thought and said: “Let’s play ‘Stare Blankly.’ Five people playing together, whoever finishes their cards first wins, and whoever doesn’t finish last loses.”
Tang Che asked: “How do you play ‘Stare Blankly’? Never heard of it.”
Fang Yinnian also didn’t understand. He looked up the game rules on Baidu and read them with Tang Che. They quickly understood.
Play cards in order of point value, skip if you don’t have cards, pairs and sequences can be played together, whoever finishes first wins.
Tan Junwen: “Just playing cards is boring. How about some stakes?”
Fu Fei thought and said: “Didn’t we have leftover red wine from lunch? The loser drinks red wine.”
Tan Junwen smiled: “Okay, otherwise that half bottle would be wasted, and that wine was quite expensive.”
Everyone simply sat in the living room playing cards.
Fang Yinnian had bad luck today, losing three games in a row.
Fu Fei: “Hahaha Brother Nian, why is it you again? Drink up.”
Fang Yinnian had poor alcohol tolerance, but the game rule was to drink red wine. He couldn’t cheat, so he could only bite the bullet and take small sips each time.
Gradually, Fang Yinnian’s face became redder and redder, his vision began to blur, and he could barely see the cards in his hand.
He lost another round.
Tan Junwen: “Is Yinnian thirsty? Why does he keep losing?”
Fu Fei shook the wine bottle: “Last half glass, Brother Nian, here.”
Just as Fang Yinnian was about to reach for it, Mo Xun suddenly took the half glass of wine, tilted his head back, and drank it all.
Fu Fei was stunned: “Brother Mo, you…”
Mo Xun said quietly: “Enough, stop making Yinnian drink. Can’t you see he’s almost drunk?”
Everyone: “…”
They really hadn’t noticed, only thinking Fang Yinnian’s cheeks were a bit red.
Mo Xun was more observant.
Fu Fei scratched his head: “Brother Nian’s alcohol tolerance is that bad?” He held up two fingers in front of Fang Yinnian and waved them: “Brother Nian, how many is this?”
Fang Yinnian: “It’s 4!”
Fu Fei didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Do you still recognize me?”
Fang Yinnian curved his eyes: “You are… Tan Junwen?”
Everyone: “…”
It’s over, he’s really drunk.
Fang Yinnian asked: “Why do you have three heads?”
“I’m Nezha.” Fu Fei whispered: “Damn, this red wine has low alcohol content. Brother Nian can get drunk from this little red wine?”
Fang Yinnian said groggily: “Red, red wine I can still drink two glasses. White, white liquor knocks me out in one glass.”
After saying this, he fell forward toward the ground.
Mo Xun quickly reached out and caught Fang Yinnian in his arms.
Fang Yinnian leaned against Mo Xun, eyes unfocused, still smiling: “Mo Xun, why do you also have three heads?”
Everyone: “…”
Mo Xun chuckled, picked up Fang Yinnian in a princess carry, turned and walked toward the bedroom, saying: “You guys play. I’ll take Yinnian to sleep first.”
Teammates: “…”
Fu Fei was shocked: “I, damn, princess carry…”
Tan Junwen tried to save face: “Yinnian is completely drunk. Carrying him like this is indeed simpler. Can’t exactly piggyback him to climb to the upper bunk.”
Tang Che said nothing, thoughtfully watching their retreating figures.
It was almost midnight, and fireworks and firecrackers were going off outside.
Fu Fei quickly forgot about Mo Xun’s princess carry of Fang Yinnian and excitedly said: “There’s a fireworks show at Citizens’ Square tonight. Our view is amazing, come look!”
The three got up to watch fireworks.
In the bedroom, Mo Xun carried Fang Yinnian, climbed the steps, placed Yinnian on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.
He didn’t return to his own bed but sat by the steps, looking back at Fang Yinnian.
The crackling fireworks outside seemed to match Mo Xun’s increasingly intense heartbeat.
…He didn’t know what this feeling was.
When Fang Yinnian had just collapsed drunk and leaned toward him, Mo Xun suddenly felt a strong protective instinct. He just wanted to protect this person, take good care of him, and stay with him.
Picking him up was also because Yinnian was leaning in his arms at the time, and a princess carry would be most convenient.
A few strands of Fang Yinnian’s hair had fallen down, covering his forehead. Mo Xun reached out to smooth them.
Whether he was having a nightmare or not, Fang Yinnian suddenly turned over and happened to grab Mo Xun’s hand. He seemed a bit confused, but then his fingers threaded through Mo Xun’s fingers.
As if he had discovered something interesting.
Their fingers suddenly intertwined, becoming an intimate interlocked grip. Mo Xun’s heart suddenly jumped.
He knew this wasn’t right.
But when Yinnian’s slender, clean fingers threaded through his, that soft touch sent a tingling current up his spine.
It made him reluctant to let go.
His heart was about to burst out.
Before his brain could think clearly, his body had already instinctively responded, curving his fingers to interlock with Fang Yinnian’s.
The fireworks outside crackled so loudly his head buzzed. Mo Xun’s mind was too chaotic to think seriously.
Forget it, Fang Yinnian was drunk anyway.
Let this be a secret only he knew.
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