Country T has no New Year customs. This is also his first time watching the Spring Festival Gala. He doesn't understand many of the jokes, so he listens hard and understands.

Nan Song was looking drowsy, but when he turned around and saw Yan Yuan's serious face, he smiled.

For those who didn’t know, I thought he was watching some military-themed documentary.

"Brother Yan, aren't you sleepy?"

Yan Yuan finally turned his attention from the TV to Nan Song, shook his head slightly, "Not too sleepy."

Nan Song looked at his somewhat reserved look and secretly cursed his eldest brother for being unreliable. He didn't treat his friend and brother-in-law well, so he went upstairs to sleep in his own room.

"Let's chat for a while."

Otherwise, I don’t know how I would spend this long night.

Yan Yuan's light gray eyes glowed with lavender light under the white lamp. They looked very beautiful, as if they were wearing colored contact lenses.

He nodded, "How to talk?"

"..."

Nan Song was a little speechless and couldn't have an awkward conversation, so he had to say: "Let's play a game."

She thought for a while and asked the servants next to her who were already playing a game of shoot, shoot, and me, "Do you have any coins?"

Several female dolls touched the body. Not many people carry cash with them these days, let alone coins.

"Hey, I have it here."

A maid touched a golden coin and said, "Miss, can I have a fifty-cent coin?"

Nan Song looked at the fifty-cent coin and couldn't help but stiffen.

"I'll give you fifty cents, no need to look for it."

Once upon a time, when she and Yu Jinwen divorced, he came to Beicheng to find her, but she sent him away with a 50-cent coin.

Thinking of this, Nan Song felt that he was quite capable at that time and smiled.

Yan Yuan looked at the smile that raised the corner of her mouth, and his expression paused.

Tonight, her smile was always faint, with the corners of her mouth just slightly pursed when she smiled. It was not the smile she had now, but she was happy from the bottom of her heart.

What did she think of?

Who did she think of?

"That's enough, give it to me."

Nan Song asked for the fifty-cent coin, tossed it in his hand, turned to look at Yan Yuan, "Come on."

"The game is very simple. This coin has two sides. One person chooses one side. Which side is turned over, the other person will ask questions and he will answer."

Seeing Yan Yuan's somewhat unclear expression, she explained it to him again in English.

Yan Yuan nodded, "I understand, I choose the flower."

"Okay, then I will be the number."

Nan Song threw it in the air, slapped it in the palm of his hand with a "pop" sound, opened it and saw that the two people looked at it at the same time, it was a flower.

"OK, let me ask you."

Nan Song thought for a while and decided to ask a refreshing question, "You have been with my eldest brother for so many years, have you ever wanted to strangle him to death?"

Yan Yuan listened carefully and answered seriously, "It won't be possible to strangle him to death, but there are times when I want to beat him."

"right."

Nan Song found the feeling of a confidant and lowered his voice and whispered: "I sometimes feel that he deserves a beating."

Yan Yuan thought for a moment, "Why don't I wait until I recover from my injuries and tie him up so you can beat him up?"

"..."

Nan Song held back her laughter, "Can't you do it now?"

Yan Yuan looked serious and said slowly: "The injury is not healed yet, so the fighting ability may not be that strong and I can't beat him."

"Pfft, hahaha..."

Nan Song couldn't help laughing and fell on the sofa.
Chapter completed!