Oh No! The Simp I Raised is the Ninth Master of the Capital Circle

With love in her left hand and career in her right, Hua Qi's life was going great.

Overnight.

Her boyfriend betrayed her, love gone; her best friend framed her, career ruined.

Chapter 81 Pregnancy Checkup

"Um...I heard that you were injured two days ago."

"Hedgehogs are natural enemies of snakes. If you carry this with you, they won't dare to come near you."

Hua Qi chuckled, her sparkling eyes filled with joy.

The 18-year-old girl is so innocent and cute!

"Thank you, little sister," she said, dangling the pendant with her index finger. "I feel safe now."

Li Shuang'er raised her chin proudly, "This doesn't mean I want to be friends with you."

"I still want to pursue Brother Fu, but I don't want you to have any accidents and make Brother Fu worry about you."

"Are you stupid, girl?" Hua Qi raised her chin slightly towards Yan Xin. "You don't chase after someone who likes you, but you insist on chasing after Neptune?"

Yan Xin was stunned for a moment, then stood up and retorted with a red face, "I don't like her!"

After saying that, he turned and ran away.

"Please stop shipping random couples!" Li Shuang'er also ran away with a red face.

Hua Qi had an auntie smile on her face. These two kids have a chance!

Fu Jiusi walked in with his long legs and sat down next to her naturally.

She immediately stood up and walked around to sit down as far away from him as possible.

Seeing this scene, Mo Chi asked with a smile, "What happened? Did you have a fight?"

No one paid any attention to him.

Mo Chi sat on the sofa, cracking melon seeds and watching the fun, wondering how long you could hold it in.

Yan Xin and Li Shuang'er went in and out serving dishes.

The dishes were ready, and Yan Xin sat down next to Hua Qi carefully.

Li Shuang'er's cheeks flushed, and she scratched her forehead, "...Then I can only sit next to Brother Fu."

Before her butt even touched the sofa, Fu Jiusi stood up, walked around the coffee table, and directly picked up Yan Xin, "Kid, sit over there."

My aunt came in holding a jar of wine. "This is the sweet-scented osmanthus wine I brewed myself when Yan Xinsheng entered high school. I've been waiting to open it today."

Yan Xin took the wine jar and poured wine for everyone.

Fu Jiusi took the wine glass in front of Hua Qi and said, "She has a bad stomach and can't drink."

Hua Qi once swore that she would never drink again.

But he didn't let me drink.

She insisted on drinking!

"It's just a minor problem," Hua Qi snatched the wine glass, "I must drink this wedding wine today."

Fu Jiusi's gentle eyes were full of helplessness, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Mo Chi secretly took a picture of him and sent it to Wen Fan.

Postscript: This bootlicker is completely controlled by his beloved!

As Yan Xin poured the wine, the elegant fragrance of osmanthus spread in the air.

"It smells so good," Hua Qi picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

The sweetness of osmanthus and the mellow and spicy taste of wine are blended together, with rich layers and endless aftertaste.

"Aunt, with your skills, you can open a tavern."

Auntie smiled happily, "You are so sweet!"

At this time, my uncle came in with a wine glass and toasted with his wife and children, thanking everyone for coming.

After two toasts, he said to everyone, "Drink as much as you want. We have several jars at home. I'll go to the yard and drink with everyone."

Although this wine is a bit sweet, it is really strong!

After one drink, two newbies fell down.

Auntie looked at the two children and shook her head, "It's their first time drinking, they shouldn't drink something so strong."

Hua Qi's eyes widened. "How high?"

Her aunt filled it up for her, "52 degrees, low alcohol, won't keep it for long."

"Yeah," Hua Qi responded blankly, picked up the glass and drank it.

Mo Chi and his aunt were stunned.

Fu Jiusi calmly picked up the kettle and poured it into her glass. "Another glass."

Hua Qi turned her head woodenly and stared at him.

Suddenly, she smiled, her misty eyes filled with lust.

A slender arm climbed up his neck, and her index finger gently touched his lips.

"Little~white~face~"

The little girl's voice was a little drunken, and her tone was drawn out and soft and boneless.

"Do you want your son to be your father?" She sat on his lap and put her restless little hands into his waist.

Fu Jiusi held his forehead in embarrassment, he never thought that he would die socially in this way.

My aunt was petrified.

Mo Chi watched the fun with great interest and secretly recorded the video with his mobile phone.