Chapter 213 Party
An Ci was stunned for a moment, then walked over and picked up the watch.
The dial felt cold to the touch. Remembering what Shen Mo said in the car last time, An Ci became interested and began to look at the watch carefully.
It looked similar to her previous watch, but the difference was that there was a bulge on the left side of the dial, like a button or something.
An Ci was curious, but afraid of touching any mechanism, so he finally suppressed his curiosity.
She put away her watch and continued to run the water for the bath.
When she finished washing up and went downstairs, Eric had already arrived and was sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking coffee.
Their eyes met, and Eric teased, "Hey, sober now?"
An Ci gritted his teeth, walked over, picked up a pillow and threw it at him, "How dare you say that? Who told you to ask Shen Mo to go?"
Worried that Aunt Hong might hear, she lowered her voice.
"Did you do that on purpose?"
Eric dodged flexibly and rolled his eyes at her. "I say, ancestor, don't wrongly accuse me. It was you who insisted that Shen Mo come to pick you up. I advised you, but you didn't listen and even hid under the dining table and refused to come out."
An Ci froze, refusing to admit that he was the one who acted like an idiot last night.
"I'm drunk. Are you drunk too? Can't you just bring me back?"
"How am I supposed to lead you?" Eric snorted. "Should I knock you out?"
Anci, "..."
"Go ask An Jianwen and An Yang why you got so drunk last night and kept saying you wanted Shen Mo to pick you up, otherwise you wouldn't leave."
When it comes to last-hitting, Eric is a professional.
"As soon as Shen Mo came, you hugged me and wouldn't let go, I..."
"Stop talking." An Ci covered his hot ears, "Shut up."
Eric looked at her embarrassed expression and felt strange. "Have you reconciled with Shen Mo?"
An Ci gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck you, don't mention what happened last night to me."
Eric curled his lips. It was obviously she who brought it up first.
At this time, Aunt Hong walked in and said, "Young Master, Master Wen and the others are here."
After saying that, she noticed the wound on An Ci's forehead, which had been covered by his hair before, so she hadn't noticed it.
Aunt Hong asked worriedly, "Young Master, what happened to your forehead?"
An Ci evaded the question, "It's nothing. I drank a little last night and accidentally fell while walking."
"Do you want a doctor to take a look?"
An Ci waved his hand, "No need, it's just a minor injury, I've already applied medicine."
"Then I'll bring you breakfast."
Aunt Hong walked to the kitchen and noticed Eric's gaze. An Ci glanced at him and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"I remember you only bumped into something last night. How come you have two injuries?" Eric stared at the wound on her forehead and asked imaginatively, "Did Shen Mo beat you up?"
An Ci's mouth twitched, and he clenched his fist and shook it. "Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?"
Eric raised his hand and made a zipper motion. "I'll just shut up, okay?"
After he finished speaking, An Jianwen and An Yang walked in. Seeing An Ci, An Yang said with a smile, "Xiao Ci, you should drink less in the future."
An Ci sat cross-legged, picked up the pillow and hugged it in his arms, muttering, "There is no future."
Alcohol is the root of all evil.
Anyang chuckled and looked around. "Where's your brother?"
An Ci was still trying to recall what happened last night and was unable to wrap his mind around it. "What brother?"
Anyang said, "Your brother Shen Mo."
An Cizu raised his hand and pinched his brow, changing the subject, "What do you want to see me about?"
"See if you're sober now. I have something to tell you," Anyang said. "An Yiheng booked a resort for a party and invited us over. He asked me to come over and ask you and Eric to go with us."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
