Chapter 181: That top student, come over and give a lecture 40

Before she could open her mouth to protest, Shen Yang's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed the orange. He suddenly leaned in and kissed her on the lips, as light as a dragonfly touching the water.

Then he licked his lower lip and commented seriously, "Mm, very sweet."

Mingnan's heart skipped a beat.

205: [Yo yo yo, which is sweeter, the orange or the person? ]

Mingnan came back to his senses and said confidently: [Thank you for the invitation, I am sweet. ]

205: [Host, where is your shamelessness? ]

Mingnan: [Sorry, no.]

She snatched the orange from Shen Yang's hand, ate a slice herself, and followed Shen Yang's example to kiss him, "Is it sweet?"

Shen Yang's eyes darkened slightly, his Adam's apple moved rapidly, "Sweet."

"Then eat another petal?"

Mingnan asked with a smile.

Shen Yang was about to speak when Shen Shuangcheng's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, "Ah, it's already past eight o'clock? No wonder there are firecrackers outside all the time. It's just right, we can prepare dumplings now. I'll go and knead the dough."

"I'll go see if Nan Nan is awake."

As grandma's footsteps got closer, Mingnan and Shen Yang's expressions went blank for a moment.

Mingnan thought of a crucial question, "Did you lock the door?"

Shen Yang: “…I forgot.”

Mingnan: “…”

She pushed Shen Yang away, ran to the door and locked it.

“Boom boom boom—”

Almost as soon as she locked the door, her grandmother knocked.

"Nannan? Are you awake? It's time to get up and make dumplings!"

Shen Yang touched his nose slightly embarrassedly.

Mingnan cleared his throat and said loudly, "Wake up grandma. I'll be out right away. You go and do your work first."

"Okay, then hurry up, the Spring Festival Gala has already started."

"Okay." Mingnan agreed and lay by the door to listen for a while. When the footsteps outside the door gradually faded away, she opened the door a crack and looked out carefully. After making sure that no one was in the living room, she turned around and waved to Shen Yang, "gogogo!"

Shen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

What was originally a normal thing suddenly became subtle, as if the two of them were having an affair.

He quietly slipped out and walked to the kitchen as if nothing had happened, "Mom, Grandma, I'll make it for you."

Mingnan breathed a sigh of relief and ate the rest of the orange angrily.

Male homosexuality is misleading!

…

The four of them made dumplings very quickly together. Grandma had prepared four kinds of fillings, and each person made one.

After wrapping the four kinds of dumplings, they were placed side by side on the table. At first glance, the best-looking ones were those made by Shen Shuangcheng. Each one was plump and round, and looked very festive.

The contrast to the next row is very tragic.

It is thin and long, and does not look like a dumpling, but more like an enlarged and widened version of noodles.

Mingnan and the other two sat in silence for a moment at the table, and finally looked at Shen Yang together.

Shen Yang: “…”

Before the comparison, he didn't think there was anything wrong with what he had wrapped, but now after the comparison, he just wanted to throw away everything he had wrapped.

Mingnan saw what he was thinking, picked up the dumpling and said, "Dumplings, no matter how good or bad they are, they taste the same. Come on, let's put them in the pan first, maybe they won't be so ugly when they're cooked."

There is no strict rule here about when the dumplings must be eaten, so they are usually put into the pot right after they are wrapped.

Of the four fillings, the cabbage, pork and corn shrimp are made into dumplings, while the remaining celery and meat and sauerkraut and meat are steamed in a pot.

With two efforts at the same time, the fragrant and hot dumplings were soon out of the pot. Shen Shuangcheng put them on porcelain plates and placed them in a circle on the table. The unfinished food from lunch was also heated up. At a glance, the table was full again.

We sat around the table, turned on the TV, and ate while watching the Spring Festival Gala. In fact, no one paid close attention to what was on the show. The purpose of celebrating the New Year was to create a lively atmosphere, and everything else was just icing on the cake.

Shen Shuangcheng put the garlic sauce and vinegar in the middle and asked, "Who among you is jealous? Pour the vinegar yourself."

Mingnan said, "I'll eat it."

She took the bottle and poured a lot into the bowl, then naturally turned around and poured some vinegar into Shen Yang's bowl.

Shen Yang was stunned for a moment.

Shen Shuangcheng asked in surprise: "How did Nan Nan know that he only dipped his dumplings in vinegar? Did he tell you?"

Mingnan shook his head, also a little surprised, "I guessed, I looked at his face and felt that he seemed to be very jealous."

She spoke with a double meaning and looked at Shen Yang meaningfully.

Shen Yang held her hand helplessly and said, "Okay, don't pour it out. There's so much vinegar that I'm already marinated in it."

Shen Shuangcheng and grandma then turned around and burst into laughter.

Everyone knows the relationship between the two.

Shen Shuangcheng had talked to grandma about this once before, otherwise the two families would not have been so close.

Shen Shuangcheng likes Mingnan, and grandma is also very satisfied with Shen Yang, so the two families hit it off and are happy to see the development of the two.

But the layer of vague window paper had not been broken, so everyone pretended not to know.

So when they saw the two of them being so intimate, they didn't have any special reaction, they just looked at them with a smile and tolerance.

Mingnan felt warm inside when he saw this.

Everyone was happily eating dumplings when suddenly there was the sound of fireworks downstairs.

They turned their heads and looked out through the French windows. Large fireworks were blooming in the air, shining brightly and beautifully.

The extreme splendor of that moment added the most striking touch to the lights of thousands of homes.

It was almost midnight and the countdown was on TV. Mingnan and Shen Yang looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time.

The class group was very lively, with messages being posted very quickly, reaching 99+ in the blink of an eye.

An Jing, who usually stays quiet, also showed up and sent a big red envelope in the group, and everyone was scrambling to get it.

Seeing that there were still some left, Mingnan ordered one and immediately got 18.32 yuan. Then someone in the group tagged her, "The lucky one is here!"

Then someone tagged Shen Yang: [The culprit is here! ]

Mingnan clicked in curiously and took a look at the record, and found that Shen Yang was exactly her fraction: 0.32.

She couldn't help laughing, and then she felt a condensed death falling on her.

She pursed her lips and concentrated on picking up bargains in the group. After searching around, she received a total of 28.96.

Then she also sent a red envelope of a moderate size in the group. Shen Yang sent it almost together with her. In the blink of an eye, there were countless messages in the group.

"Three, two, one, the New Year is here!" The host on TV said cheerfully, "Happy New Year!"

Mingnan's heart moved and a message popped up on his phone immediately.

Teacher Shen: [Nannan.]

Teacher Shen: [Happy New Year.]

Teacher Shen: [Red Envelope]

Before Mingnan could receive it, he typed a long string of blessings and sent it over.

Nan Nan: [Happy New Year, Teacher Shen! ]

Nan Nan: [I wish you great academic performance in the new year, get admitted to your dream university, and may all your wishes come true.]

She also gave Shen Yang a red envelope, but it was not very big, after all, she had not made any money yet.

I just gave her a red envelope of 99.99.

Not one hundred, but only they understand the meaning.

After sending Mingnan's red envelope, she started to receive Shen Yang's red envelope. She clicked it and found that it was 130. This number was very subtle. It was neither a year nor an auspicious number. She couldn't help but turn her head and look at the people around her, "Why is it 130?"

Shen Yang turned his head, the brilliant fireworks outside the window reflected in his eyes, he hooked his finger, Ming Nan came closer, not knowing why, he whispered: "I hope your math score can be stable at 130 next semester, keep third and strive for fourth."

Mingnan: “…”

She grabbed the pillow and threw it into his arms, saying with a smile, "Get lost!"

It’s New Year’s Day, don’t have anything to do with math!

However, Mingnan still gave the red envelope he had just received in the class group to Shen Yang, "Here, tuition."

She patted Shen Yang's shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll ask Mr. Shen to take care of my math next semester."

Shen Yang pushed up his glasses, and while grandma and Shen Shuangcheng were on the phone, he quietly leaned over and kissed Mingnan on the side of his face, saying softly, "This is not enough. You owe the tuition fee first, and I will get it back with interest after graduation."