"Unlimited number of times?"

  Tan Yue nodded: "Save you from fighting for fifty cents every day."

  Some people don't like to use the bank card he gave, so they can only give money in this way.

  "..." Song Linchu knelt down to the rich man.

  During the two days of Chinese New Year, he squatted regularly on the red envelope grabbing platform every day, and his hands were sore for a few dollars.

  But was that the red envelope he grabbed?

  That's fun!

  You don't understand the happiness of the poor!

  Song Linchu couldn't help but said, "When did WeChat release such an inhumane little game?"

  Isn't this for the poor?

  Tan Yue: "It's not a WeChat game, I just wrote it."

  Song Linchu immediately changed his face: "I like it so much."

  Tan Yue: ...

  "You know how to program?" Song Linchu remembered that he didn't major in this field in college.

  Tan Yue: "I have taken elective courses in college."

  Song Linchu: "..."

  That's okay too?

  Song Linchu, who had just failed a college elective course, questioned his conscience. Are we taking an elective course?

  Song Linchu knelt down to the boss again.

  He quickly tore off the QR code to prevent it from being picked up by others, Tan Yue raised his eyebrows: "No more?"

  "No need, 18,000 is already a lot, several zeros more than Tuantuan's!"

  Tuantuan, who had been reduced to a counting unit, cried and fainted in the toilet.

  Tan Yue hooked the corner of his lower lip helplessly, but didn't say anything.

  After Song Linchu destroyed the QR code, he blinked and said, "But brother, I didn't prepare a red envelope, so I'll give you a New Year's gift, okay?"

  Tan Yue didn't need Song Linchu to return the gift, but he was a little bit expecting what he would give, so he nodded.

  "good."

  The car soon parked in the underground garage of Tan's villa. Song Linchu's eyes lit up and he said, "I've decided to give my brother something."

  Tan Yue turned off the car and asked, "What?"

  Song Linchu's ears were a little red: "You close your eyes, I didn't say you can't open them."

  "Okay." Tan Yue closed his eyes as he said.

  Song Linchu turned sideways, the man's eyes were closed, his stern face was so handsome that it made people dizzy, Song Linchu blushed, and slowly approached Tan Yue.

  Tan Yue closed his eyes, and suddenly felt warm breath on his cheeks. He realized what Song Linchu was going to do, and something warm covered his lips.

  Those are the lips of youth.

  Even though I just had a taste of it last night, taking the initiative by myself and others taking the initiative are completely different concepts.

  Song Linchu's movements were clumsy and blunt. He obviously had love experience, but he was not as good as him. The tingling feeling still quickly spread from his lips to his whole body, and his scalp was numb.

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