Qingyin snorted complacently, "You can't drink anymore anyway."
"I..." Mian Hong suddenly picked up the wine jug beside her, "No."
Qingyin really wanted to grab it, but was afraid of hurting her.
I could only stare at her and say, "Give it to me now."
She knew Mianhong's character very well. The more she was told not to do something, the more she insisted on doing it.
In her words.
If you can't be your own boss in the first half of your life, you will naturally do whatever you want in the second half.
Mianhong gave her a smug smile in return.
But as soon as he smiled, his face froze.
"What are you doing with my wine flask, you little brat?"
Xie Jin casually lifted her drooping eyelashes, indicating that she had no comment.
He didn't care whether she wanted to drink or not.
But it’s not okay to make Ayin anxious and angry.
"Sister, am I awesome?" A little wolf cub asked for praise obediently.
Qingyin secretly gave him a thumbs up.
Mianhong sneered when she saw the two people's little movements.
But he calmed down and didn't mention the wine anymore.
She didn't mention it.
The two people next to them drank one cup after another, listening to the light clinking of glasses and the rich aroma of osmanthus wine.
I couldn't help myself and stood up. "Okay, if I stay here, you guys will piss me off to death. I'm going back."
Qingyin looked at her in confusion, then shook her head, "Mianhong, how did you become two?"
Mianhong: “…”
You know the quality of the wine you brew yourself.
Originally, there were three of them drinking, and she had planned that she would drink five cups herself and leave one cup for each of them, which was just right.
Now, the two of them drank the whole pot of wine, how could they not be drunk?
She glanced at Xie Jin and saw that he was still sitting there as if nothing had happened, which made her even more worried.
She was just about to stretch out her hand and wave it in front of Xie Jin's eyes, but Xie Jin raised his eyelids slightly and suddenly smiled, "Sister Mianhong, aren't you going home? I think your brother-in-law should be waiting for you outside now."
"You're not drunk?" Hongmian asked uncertainly.
She has seen too many drunk people.
There are also people like this, who are obviously drunk but pretend to be fine and fall to the ground.
Xie Jin didn't say anything else, but continued to eat the cake on the table, while Qingyin happily pointed at Mianhong, "Three, no, four... Mianhong, you are amazing."
Mianhong: “…”
Forget it, she'd better send her into the room before leaving.
"Ayin, you are drunk. Let me take you back to your room to rest." Mianhong said as she was about to help Qingyin.
Qingyin suddenly sat down obediently, "Ayin, I'm not sleepy. Ayin wants to celebrate Ajin's birthday with me. Oh, and Xiaohong is pregnant. I'm so happy. From now on, it won't be the three of us anymore. It will be four, and there will be even more..."
Before she could finish the rest of her words, she fell headfirst. Fortunately, Xie Jin was quick and supported her head with her palm.
Otherwise, if you hit it, it will cause a big red spot even if it doesn't swell.
Qingyin rubbed it and murmured, "Family..."
Then he got completely drunk.
Mianhong's heart suddenly felt sore and swollen. For the first time since she found out she was pregnant, she felt a glimmer of anticipation for the child. She blinked her slightly damp eyelashes and said, "I've been told you can't call me Ah Hong anymore, you silly Ah Yin."
Because Mianhong was pregnant, Xie Jin didn't ask Mianhong for help and went back to the room directly with Qingyin in her arms.
Seeing Xie Jin coming out quickly, Mian Hong asked, "Why don't I stay here?"
I always feel that it is unsafe to leave drunk Ayin at home like this.
Xie Jin neither objected nor agreed.
After sitting down, he ate the cake bit by bit.
I don’t know if it’s because his childhood was too miserable, but now he has a sweet tooth.
Especially the sweet ones made by Ayin herself.
Mianhong thought of her own son who was not thrifty. If she didn't go back, he would probably stay outside all night again.
She scolded him for this bad habit, but it was of no use.
Mianhong looked Xie Jin up and down, and seeing that he looked normal, she thought that maybe she was overthinking it.
If something were to happen, it would have happened long ago since the two of them were living under the same roof.
right!
Although this brat has a bad conscience, he truly respects Ayin.
It shouldn’t be the case. It shouldn’t be the case.
Shaking off the thought that shouldn't have existed in her mind, she said, "Then I'll go back first. You can go and rest later. Although the aftereffect of this osmanthus wine is strong, people are usually very conscious when they are drunk.
"Ayin, you don't have to worry too much, just go to sleep." Knowing Xie Jin's temper, she didn't expect him to reply, so after saying that, Mian Hong turned around and left.
As soon as she went out, she saw that unreliable guy. She pretended to be angry and said, "Didn't I tell you today? It's Xie Jin's birthday. I will be home late, or maybe not at all."
Butcher Hu, a 5'9" burly man, scratched the back of his head shyly and said, "I know."
"I know you're still waiting here."
"I'm afraid you might want to go home early, so that you can see me as soon as you come out." After saying that, he smiled foolishly at Mianhong.
Mian Hong was so angry that she tried to pull his flesh hard, but the flesh was too hard and she couldn't pull it up.
Butcher Hu moved her hand from her arm to her waist and abdomen, "It's soft here, pinch it."
In the long alley, the lanterns on the doorstep stretched the shadows of the two people long.
Just then, two heads popped out from the dark corner of the alley. "Tell me, Boss, you're not really planning on becoming a butcher, are you?"
Don't want to talk.
Why ask him such a sad thing?
"Hey... it suddenly occurred to me. Why don't we rent a shop near the old man's house and sell vegetables? That way, if we go back and forth, maybe we can openly go to the old man's house and eat for free."
He didn't want to talk to fools either.
I still want to eat for free.
He probably wanted to get the butcher knife.
"Let's go." After saying that, without even looking at the fool, he turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Xie Jin rubbed his swollen head. He didn't expect that the aftereffect of this wine was so strong.
After recovering for a while, he prepared to return to his room, but the moment he stepped into the room, he retreated for some unknown reason.
By the time he realized what was happening, he was already standing in front of Qingyin's bed.
The sleeping person seems to be having a sweet dream, with his left hand folded under his face, looking very well-behaved.
He slowly squatted down and gently extended the tip of his tongue, which was wet and soft, and licked the tips of her fingers.
Then he slowly moved it to her rosy lips and savored it slowly.
The person in his sleep sucked subconsciously. This small action made Xie Jin's back numb, and he kissed her even harder.
In her dream, Qingyin felt like a traveler hiking in the desert. It finally rained, but before she could even open her mouth, the rain stopped.
I could only keep sticking out my tongue to lick my dry lips.
It was unknown how long it had been before the heavy rain in Qingyin's dream finally started pouring down again, allowing her to catch her breath and breathe deeply.
And soon, the rain will stop again.
She felt herself drying up with thirst again, so she had to stick out her tongue and draw harder.
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