Chapter 39: Drinking the Wedding Wine
Jing Zhuo swept away all the gifts.
Song Xi held a box of leaf bookmarks that she had carefully selected in her hand and fell into deep thought.
Half a month after getting the certificate.
My husband suddenly started fighting and snatching again.
Is this a correct sign?
She continued to ask, "But there are face and hand masks in that bag. Do you want to use them too?"
"Use it." The man said in a decisive tone.
“…”
All right.
They were all a bunch of little gadgets. Since he liked them, Song Xi couldn't snatch them from him. What's more, the man was already angry because of the wedding.
You can use this bag to coax him.
"Then use it well. I'll go to He's house in the evening to pick up my best friend from get off work and then go out for dinner. You can tell Auntie not to cook for me." Song Xi said.
She hasn't seen her for several days and she misses her eldest daughter-in-law.
The next second, the man grabbed her wrist, exerted a little force, and pulled her into his arms.
"Song Xi." He whispered, "Don't go looking for her tonight. Do you want to meet my friend?"
"What?"
Jing Zhuo said, "We've been married for so long, they all want to meet you. I've already met your family, can you meet my friends too?"
Although her family was not aware of the meeting.
But Jing Zhuo didn't care, he just pretended that he had seen it before.
Song Xi was still a little hesitant, but in an instant she met his beautiful eyes, which were dark and deep, and there was a hint of pitifulness in them.
Like a large, aggrieved wolfhound.
It seemed that if she didn't agree, he would lie in the corner and whimper in grievance.
Song Xi's heart softened for a moment, and he agreed for some unknown reason.
"Okay, then I won't look for He Ning. I'll go with you."
Jing Zhuo was happy, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and he raised his hand to rub her hair.
"My wife is so nice."
Wife...
This address was so natural that Song Xi's ears turned red again.
Every time I hear him call this, I feel like they are very loving, as if they have been in love for a long, long time.
It's really weird.
…
This is a retro restaurant and the entire floor is booked out tonight.
When Song Xi arrived, there were already three men sitting at the big round table, looking lazy and waiting for them to arrive.
"Let me introduce you, this is Cen Jin, the surgeon."
"Shang Ji, founder of Carter Group."
"Xie Qingcheng, you bastard."
Jing Zhuo introduced them to her one by one and added, "Just get to know them briefly. You don't need to get to know them too deeply, because they are not good people."
As soon as these words were spoken, the other three men looked at him with disdain.
Cen Jin: "Sister-in-law, don't listen to him. We are all very good people."
Shang Ji: "On the contrary, it's your boss Jing. You should be on your guard against him. He is the most cunning one."
Xie Qingcheng: "He is also jealous and petty. Has he been jealous of your best friend recently?"
A few people were merciless and revealed everything Jingzhuo had done in the group.
Song Xi stood in front of Jing Zhuo and blinked her round eyes: "Are you still jealous of my best friend?"
"Don't listen to their nonsense. I'm not that stingy."
Jing Zhuo pulled her to sit down, poured her a glass of juice, and then took the menu and handed it to her to order.
Song Xi looked down and saw that the menu was very exquisite. Every page had the cooking ingredients and their origins, and the taste was more like the light Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine.
It's what she can accept most.
She ordered a few dishes and gave the menu to Jingzhuo. Jingzhuo added a few more dishes to her order and handed it to the waiter.
Cen Jin glanced at him and said, "Why did you order all the bland soup? Don't you usually like big fish and meat?"
Jing Zhuo's arm was draped over the back seat of Song Xi's car, in a semi-protective posture, his voice boasting lazily.
"I'm sorry, my wife has a light palate, so she's the main one in our family."
Sexy.
What a show-off.
Shang Ji rolled his eyes and immediately pulled him to drink.
"You and your sister-in-law are so affectionate, so you shouldn't drink a toast. How about this, the three brothers each toast you two individually as a blessing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Qingcheng picked up the bottle and poured a few glasses of wine, cooperating with him in perfect harmony.
"Come on, sister-in-law, try some of the fine wine from the capital, and you can toast with him later."
Song Xi was completely dazed, and a small cup of white wine had been stuffed into his hand.
A strong smell hit her nose, a stimulating feeling she had never tasted before. Do people in the north like to drink such high-proof pure white wine?
So scary.
In Suzhou, everyone drinks sweet rice wine and fruit wine, which have very low alcohol content and are almost treated as beverages.
She has never drunk white wine before.
The next second, the cup in her hand was taken away by Jing Zhuo. The man put his arm on her shoulder and said something that made her feel safe.
"This wine is too strong for her to drink."
Jing Zhuo replaced the wine in front of her with juice. He didn't stop his hands and spoke to the other people.
"We can drink the wedding wine. She drinks juice and I drink wine."
"That won't work. Newlyweds don't drink the same wine, and therefore don't have the same heart. If you care about your sister-in-law, then drink hers too. As newlyweds, you have to show your sincerity and love, right?" Cen Jin said, adding, "Otherwise, how can you get married?"
I don’t know which word made Jing Zhuo feel so good.
He raised his eyebrows, very decisively.
"Okay, drink."
It was the first time that Song Xi saw men bargaining at the table, demanding double or triple the amount of this and that.
This group of people...
Can't you just not drink?
What kind of drinking culture is this!
Someone was cheering: "Come on, let's drink from each other's cups, drink from each other's cups..."
Jing Zhuo tilted his head and stuffed the juice into Song Xi's hand. Under the light, his handsome face glowed slightly.
"Don't be afraid, I'll do it."
He held the wine glass, put his arm around her, tilted his head back and drank the whole cup of wine. His Adam's apple rolled, and he looked so sexy and dazzling under the light. The distance was too close, and Song Xi's face seemed to be stained by the burning of the wine.
They drank one cup after another for three rounds.
After the dinner, Song Xi didn't drink a drop of wine, but Jing Zhuo was a little embarrassed.
When he walked out of the restaurant, his steps were still a little unsteady. Song Xi and Cen Jin said hello and helped Jing Zhuo into the car.
Fortunately, she was conscious and able to drive.
The man was sitting in the passenger seat, his collar was loosened, revealing a small mole on his collarbone. Song Xi lay on top of him to reach the seat belt and fastened it with a "click".
Then start the engine and step on the accelerator.
The car was very quiet, with a faint smell of alcohol in the air. Song Xi tried her best to drive steadily to relieve the man's drunkenness.
“Ding~”
While waiting for the red light, my cell phone suddenly rang.
Song Xi turned her head to look, and saw a voice message from her blind date today.
She slid her hand and clicked on the external speaker, and a male's magnetic and low bubbling voice came from the other side.
"Miss Xixi, are you asleep? I'm going to the capital tomorrow. Can we have dinner alone?"
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