The New Year bell rang, the door opened one after another, and Chen Ke's dark eyes reflected thousands of fireworks and stars "what are you eating?" Chen Ke's eyes were blurred "jelly..." Li Yan smashed his mouth: "it's still pomegranate wine." "delicious?" "delicious." "eat more." Chen Ke closed his eyes and went to sleep. Li Yan leaned down, looked at Chen Ke's sleeping face and said gently, "well, I'm not polite!"