"Good boy! You can!"
Mu Zhihua was surprised to see Jun Zimo so fierce, and patted his shoulder with satisfaction.
"Come on, keep filling up!"
Mu Zhihua continued to pour wine for Jun Zimo and filled his own glass as well.
He just couldn't believe that he couldn't drink more than a kid who had just grown hair. When he was drinking, Jun Zimo was still just a cell!
"That's enough, just one drink! Zimo is still young and can't drink so much!"
Liu Jing snatched the bottle and stopped them from drinking.
"It's okay! What's wrong with young people drinking a little nowadays? If it doesn't work, ask Zimo. If he says he doesn't want to drink, then we won't drink!"
When Jun Zimo heard this, he cursed this guy countless times in his heart.
"Good guy, just throw the blame on me!"
"If I say I don't want to drink, it won't matter! He will definitely find reasons to make things difficult for me in the future."
"If I talk about drinking, I don't know what will happen if I drink too much!"
Damn it! Just do it! Drink him up!
"Drink! I'm happy today, uncle and I will drink to our heart's content!"
Jun Zimo raised his glass and drank it first as a toast.
If you don’t drink it and surrender, I’ll take your surname!
After several cycles, another glass of wine was gone.
......
"Come on! Keep going!"
Mu Zhihua filled it up again, and Liu Jing couldn't bear it anymore.
Then he stopped her, saying, "Okay, you've drunk enough! No more!"
Mu Shiyu also hinted several times that he should not drink anymore.
But Jun Zimo ignored him directly. He had to convince Lao Deng, otherwise he would have no status in the family in the future.
Their faces were already flushed, and they would definitely get drunk if they drank any more.
The 53° alcohol content of liquor is not just a joke.
This time, Liu Jing directly took away the wine glasses in front of them and solved the problem from the root.
Seeing that there was no wine to drink, Mu Zhihua started chatting with Jun Zimo about family matters again.
"Zimo! Let me tell you, when I was young..."
Seeing them like this, Liu Jing didn't say anything. After all, this was better than getting drunk.
After muttering for an unknown amount of time, Mu Shiyu couldn't wait any longer.
He pulled Jun Zimo up, stood up and said:
"Mom, it's getting late, let's go!"
After saying that, he pulled him out.
She has taken up so much of her boyfriend's time, doesn't she need it?
After the two left, only Liu Jing and Mu Zhihua were left.
"You, why did you drink so much tonight? Aren't you going to the company tomorrow?"
"No! I'll stay home with you tomorrow! Speaking of which, Jun Zimo is pretty good! He can drink so much! Next time, I'm going to make him drink until he's down!"
......
"Why did you drink so much with him?"
After going out, Mu Shiyu started training directly.
"Mu Mu, you don't understand this!"
"Your dad is trying to intimidate me. He wants to get me drunk so he can laugh at me later!"
"How could I possibly let him have his way? I thought at the time, I must get him drunk! That way he'll have no reason to refuse me marrying you!"
Knowing this was the reason, Mu Shiyu still rolled her eyes at him. Was this necessary?
But when she heard him say, "Marry me!", she was still very happy.
Seeing that Jun Zimo was a little unsteady when he walked, she still walked over to support him out of concern.
When we got in the car and fastened his seat belt, we discovered it!
"That's good. This time he's half drunk. It's my turn to take him home!"
Before leaving, Mu Shiyu patted Jun Zimo's face.
Unexpectedly, the half-drunk Jun Zimo grabbed her hand and put it into his mouth.
"Chicken feet! Hehe! Delicious!"
"ah!!!"
Mu Shiyu pulled her hand back in fear, but did not forget to slap Jun Zimo.
“Hiss~~~”
After being slapped, Jun Zimo became a little more sober.
"I'll deal with you when I get back!"
Mu Shiyu, who was furious, stepped on the accelerator directly, and Jun Zimo, who was unprepared, crashed headfirst due to inertia.
“Ouch!!! It hurts, it hurts!”
"It hurts so much! You deserve it!"
......
"Finally! Like a dead pig!"
I helped Jun Zimo to the house in the community. I really wanted to throw him on the ground, but I felt a little distressed, so I finally helped him to the sofa.
Thinking about how he had just stuffed his hand into his mouth as if it were a chicken claw, he wanted to hit him.
So he put the pillow on the sofa on his stomach and punched him a few times, which finally made him feel better.
"Don't be so cruel! I still have some consciousness!"
"Hmph!!! Who told you to treat my hand as a chicken claw? And... and put it in your mouth!"
"I...I'm just hungry! I was so busy drinking that I didn't eat much!"
Jun Zimo scratched his head awkwardly, not knowing what was wrong with his brain at that time, as he mistook Mu Shiyu's hand for a chicken claw.
"Then who do you blame!!!"
"Blame me, blame me! I was wrong, Master Mumu, please forgive me!"
"You're smart! Wait!"
I saw Mu Shiyu walk into the kitchen, not knowing what she was doing.
After a while, the sound of sizzling oil was heard in the kitchen.
"ah!"
Hearing Mu Shiyu's call, Jun Zimo ran to the kitchen.
"What's wrong?"
When I saw Mu Shiyu pinching her red fingers, I knew she was scalded by hot oil.
"Let me do it! You go put a Band-Aid on it!"
"No! Get out! I said I'd come, so I'll come!"
"But......"
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