Yan Mu wanted to kneel for this big red envelope.

Li Shanhe snorted with a smile, and seeing that the little apprentice was still hesitating, he couldn't help laughing: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Still not put it away? ”

Yan Mu put away the big red envelope a little ignorantly, and met Bo Junxiao's gaze in a flash.

Bo Junxiao sat in a wheelchair, his posture was a little lazy, but the whole person looked like a sense of pleasure from the inside out.

Touching Yan Mu's eyes, the corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes bent, his mouth moved slightly, and he said two words silently at her: "Beautiful." ”

Yan Mu's face turned red all of a sudden, inexplicably.

Obviously it was just two ordinary words, and she would hardly react when she heard her, but when she said it from Bo Junxiao's mouth, it suddenly made her heart beat faster.

"Xiao Qi, what's wrong?" Li Shanhe couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw his little apprentice's face crimson.

He didn't think there was any movement on Bo Junxiao's side?

As soon as his little apprentice saw this thin young man, he couldn't hold it?

"No, it's nothing-" Yan Mu hurriedly pretended to be calm.

"Come here,"

The initiator, Bo Junxiao, under the scorching eyes of Li Shanhe and Old Man Bo, took out a red envelope calmly, smiled and said to Yan Mu, "Take it, happy New Year." ”

Yan Mu quickly pulled out the red envelope from his hand, not polite at all.

The corners of Bo Junxiao's eyes bent again.

At this time, there was another bustle in the courtyard.

"Old Li, Grandpa Bo, Brother Xiao, Happy New Year, red envelopes, ask for red envelopes!"

"Grandpa Bo, Elder Li, Happy New Year."

Sima Xilou strode in with a man who looked about twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

As soon as he saw Yan Mu, Sima Xilou's eyes lit up: "Little fungus, you birdgun for cannon, this body is tsk, little beauty!" ”

Yan Mu glanced at him: "Young Master Sima has a good New Year!" ”

"Grandpa Bo, I'm Xilou, Xiaolou, this is my eldest brother Changfeng, we are giving you New Year's greetings on behalf of the Sima family!" Sima Xilou spoke slowly, and his voice was very high.

He only knew that Old Man Bo's spirit was getting better and better, but he didn't know that Old Man Bo was completely sober, and he coaxed Old Man Bo like an old child.

"Red envelopes!" Old Man Bo glared at him and looked at Steward Chen.

Steward Chen immediately handed the red envelopes that had been prepared long ago to Old Man Bo, and Old Man Bo slapped the red envelopes one by one into the hands of the two brothers with a calm face.

"Grandpa Bo?"

Sima Xilou was excited, "You will give out red envelopes?" It's amazing, Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, look at it, the old man can send red envelopes! ”

Before he could finish his excitement, Sima Changfeng had already seen that something was wrong, and immediately patted his younger brother on the shoulder.

Didn't you see this stupid brother that he was alone and crazy excited? Look at Li Shanhe and Bo Junxiao's calm faces...... Is there anything else you don't understand?

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Bo,"

Sima Changfeng is elegant and decent, and his speech is steady and unhurried, and at first glance he is an elite fan of long-sleeved dancing in the business world, "Xiaolou is rude." ”

"Changfeng, you're here today, go back and bring a word to your old man, I'm fine, I'm planning to join forces with him, let him deal with some chores in his hands, and free up his hands to do things,"

Old Man Bo said slightly, "Also, don't spread out about my illness." ”

"Yes!"

Although Sima Changfeng had already guessed that Old Man Bo might be much better, he didn't expect to be able to fully recover, and he couldn't hold back his expression, revealing obvious shock.

Old Man Bo looked at Sima Xilou.

Sima Xilou was dumbfounded, looking at Old Man Bo who couldn't say a word, and his face was full of overly frightened looks.

Groove ...... What did he say to Old Man Bo just now?!