When Yan Mojiu brought Feng Yilin back to the private room, it was already evening.
The mess on the ground had been cleared long ago. A group of people were having a great time in the private room. The noise inside could be heard through the door.
Xu Li pushed open the door of the private room, Yan Mojiu walked in, and everyone suddenly became quiet.
He didn't see anyone else and walked straight towards the woman who seemed to be a drunkard. "How much did you drink?"
"Half a cup." Meng Mingxuan drank very little. Today was her wedding day and no one forced her to drink, but her cheeks still looked a little red.
"Why is your face so red?" Yan Mojiu stretched out his hand, worried that she was not feeling well.
"It's hot." She rubbed it against his palm.
There were many people in the private room, and the air conditioner was turned to the lowest setting, but it was still a little hot.
Yan Mojiu's dark eyes fell on her wrist. The emerald green bracelet was beautiful, but it had nothing to do with him.
He gently grasped her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and put his other hand around her waist.
"Bracelet, where did you get it from?"
"It was given by Minister Yan. It is said that Aunt Yan wore it before."
"Take it off, your husband will buy you a better one." The darkness in Yan Mojiu's eyes disappeared, replaced by a sense of hostility.
Meng Mingxuan looked at him and whispered, "He said this bracelet has spiritual power. If you take it off after wearing it, you will easily get divorced."
Yan Mojiu remained silent.
The ten-second silence was meant to suppress the unhappiness in my heart.
"Wear it." Yan Mojiu touched the cold bracelet with his fingers, "Just think of it as something your mother gave you."
Meng Mingxuan thought so and nodded with a smile, "Yeah."
Nie Ziyang was drunk and boldly climbed onto Yan Mojiu's shoulder. "Brother Jiu, I have prepared a fireworks show tonight. Hiccup."
"Quite rich." Yan Mojiu was not averse to such celebration, which gave him a sense of reality.
Not an illusory dream.
Lu Jingqian drank too much and staggered to the bathroom.
There is actually a separate restroom in the private room, but too many men pass by and the ladies rarely go in.
"I'll accompany Jingqian for a while." Meng Mingxuan stood up seeing this.
Yan Mojiu pulled Nie Ziyang to stand up and said, "Let's go together."
Meng Mingxuan glanced at Yan Mojiu. The last incident had indeed left a shadow in his heart.
The four of them quickly entered the private room.
Meng Mingxuan helped Lu Jingqian into the women's restroom, while Yan Mojiu and Nie Ziyang were waiting outside.
"What do you want to do after drinking so much?" Yan Mojiu glanced at Nie Ziyang.
Nie Ziyang's eyes became clearer. "She refuses to say anything. Let's see if we can get her to talk after getting her drunk."
"About what?"
"My mother."
This answer was unexpected, but also expected. It must be a very serious matter for Lu Jingqian to make such a fuss.
Yan Mojiu looked at Nie Ziyang for a moment, then said slowly, "Then you should think carefully about what to do after you get the information."
Nie Ziyang's face was filled with frustration. "I don't know. What about my mother?"
"Your mother, not Lu Jingqian's mother."
“…”
"It's so hard to choose, let's cancel the engagement."
“…”
Nie Ziyang was devastated.
At this time, Meng Mingxuan came to Yan Mojiu to get her bag. She gave her bag to Yan Mojiu. After helping Lu Jingqian in, Lu Jingqian asked her for hygiene products. Only then did she know that Lu Jingqian was on her menstrual period. Fortunately, she always kept these in her bag.
Nie Ziyang remembered that when he entered the private room before, Lu Jingqian seemed to be talking to Meng Mingxuan in a sad tone, but as soon as he entered the door, she stopped talking.
Yu 놆 he asked, "Sister-in-law, did Jing Qian tell you anything?"
Meng Mingxuan took her bag and was about to leave, but when she heard Nie Ziyang's question, she stopped.
Thinking of what Lu Jingqian hadn't finished saying, she said calmly: "She didn't say anything, she just said that girls are easy to be bullied."
After saying that, she turned and went in.
Otherwise, considering that Lu Jingqian was actually in a lot of pain, she wouldn't say anything.
After all, Lu Jingqian told her at the beginning not to plead for Nie Ziyang.
Girls are easily bullied.
In an instant, Nie Ziyang's eyes were gradually filled with scarlet blood.
Meng Mingxuan helped Lu Jingqian out of the bathroom. They didn't have time to wipe the water off their hands. Yan Mojiu and Nie Ziyang stepped forward and took one each.
"Let's go back to the private room first." Yan Mojiu hugged Meng Mingxuan and walked back.
Meng Mingxuan turned back worriedly, and saw Nie Ziyang carefully grabbing Lu Jingqian's wet hands and wiping them on his shirt. She was immediately relieved.
There was no one around, so Nie Ziyang pushed Lu Jingqian against the wall, his palm against her back, "Baby."
Lu Jingqian's watery eyes were confused. "Who are you?"
"..." Nie Ziyang moved closer and kissed her soft lips for a while, "Have you come yet?"
She likes the fragrance of green tea, and he eats green tea flavored candy every time he meets her.
"Nie Gou." Lu Jingqian heard that he was coming.
“…”
Nie Ziyang decided not to bother with the drunkard, "Why do you drink so much during your period?"
"You take care of me."
"If I don't take care of you, who will?"
"You haven't taken care of me for three years." Lu Jingqian looked at him, she was so pitiful that she almost cried.
Nie Ziyang's voice was hoarse. "Why didn't I care about you? I sent you a message, but you became more and more indifferent to me... Why? Baby, who bullied you? Did my mom bully you?"
His mother bullied her, so she blamed him.
How unfair it is for him.
Lu Jingqian seemed to have thought of something in a drunken state, and tears began to fall, burning into Nie Ziyang's heart.
"Baby, don't cry..." Nie Ziyang lowered his head and kissed and coaxed the baby.
She must have been bullied by 꽭꺶.
Miss Lu never cries so pitifully.
…
Nie Ziyang coaxed Lu Jingqian to stop crying, and hugged her back to the private room, just in time to see everyone clamoring to play the truth or dare game.
"Mr. Nie, come and play with us." someone shouted.
Nie Ziyang looked at Lu Jingqian in his arms. She was obviously not fully awake yet.
"My wife is drunk and doesn't want to play. You guys play."
"Tsk tsk, Master Nie is truly the most henpecked person in the Beijing circle."
"Well, if you don't serve your wife well, you will be slapped again later."
Everyone laughed.
Nie Ziyang ignored them. How could they know the feeling of a young love? Only Ninth Brother understood him.
He helped Lu Jingqian sit aside and watched them play.
A group of people play truth or dare by drawing cards. The one who gets the king card can arbitrarily designate the holder of a certain card as the game target. The game target can choose truth or dare.
"Who has the King of Hearts? Come quickly." The king holder shouted.
Meng Mingxuan was very confused. Why was she the first one?
"I."
She held up the King of Hearts in her hand.
"My dear sister-in-law, truth or dare?"
"Honestly." She wasn't stupid enough to take the risk.
"Which part of Brother Jiu's body do you like the most?"
Meng Mingxuan glanced at Yan Mojiu from top to bottom and was briefly entangled.
"It seems that my sister-in-law is very satisfied with Brother Jiu from head to toe."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Meng Mingxuan: “…”
Yan Mojiu hugged Meng Mingxuan in his arms and said, "Don't bother her. She is shy."
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