Zhouzhou hastily gripped the pouch pocket and looked at Wei Feng with a grimace. "Sixth Senior Brother, it's not even Chinese New Year yet, hurry up and get up, I haven't given you your New Year's money yet."
Xie Ziyue stood with crossed arms, laughing heartily, and teasingly said, "Get up, good boy."
Wei Feng: "..."
His attempt to act cool failed. He pretended to nonchalantly stand up, trying to brush off the situation. However, someone wouldn't let him off the hook.
Yun You jumped out of the car, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, teasingly saying, "Sixth Junior Brother, why are you being so polite? It's too early for New Year greetings, isn't it?"
Mu Xuan was even worse.
He handed him his phone, innocently saying, "I was planning to record a glorious moment of Sixth Junior Brother, but I didn't expect..."
Wei Feng: "..."
Nonsense.
Why didn't they record his initial moment in the air, only capturing the last two seconds when he knelt down?