C881 Happiness

As soon as Mo Zihan finished his sentence, he turned to Chu Yun and said, "Uncle Chu, happy new year! Let me pay you a tribute for your early years. Bring me a red packet. "

Chu Yun saw Mo Zihan, who was a small fry in front of him. "Shut up, shut up!" Hey, I'm talking about the little devil. You're going to spoil my daughter