Master Ye's Second Marriage

Chapter 1313

After receiving his eyes, Xiao Yan probably knew that Han Qing understood her meaning. At this time, Zhou's father also came back to his mind, "what's Xiaoqing saying to you? Come on, Xiao Qing. Let's keep drinking. "

"Good uncle."

Han Qing raised his glass and touched Zhou's again.

One, two, three

Xiao Yan looked a little worried, because the time passed, but these two people did not mean to stop.

She has clearly mentioned it to Han Qing just now. Is it because he didn't understand what he meant? It's impossible. According to his intelligence quotient, even if he doesn't have to tell her, he can guess.

So what's the reason he did it?

Just as Xiaoyan was ready to say something, Han Qing was intoxicated, but her hand still firmly held the cup and put it on the table. Then she showed a little sorry smile to Zhou's father.

"I'm sorry, auntie. I'm a little overwhelmed."

Hearing this, Zhou's father was overjoyed, patted his thigh and said, "Xiaoqing, are you drunk so soon? You're not very good at drinking? That's how much to drink

One side of Luo Huimei listen, small action to pinch Zhou father, Zhou father know what she means, but at the moment is still very happy.

"No more? I'm just warming up. I haven't had a good drink

In fact, Zhou's father had almost drunk. He knew that he could not drink too much, but once some things started, as long as the other party didn't lose, he was embarrassed to stop, so he could only stand still.

If Han Qing falls down, he won't have to drink any more. It's the best of both worlds.

So on the surface, Zhou's father seems to be calling Han Qing to keep drinking with him, but what he thinks is to fall down quickly. I don't need to drink if you fall down.

And Han Qing also did not fail him, one hand on the forehead, "sorry uncle, it is really too much wine."

Zhou Fu: "how can this be done? How long have you been drinking, Xiaoqing, you... "

"All right, you?" Luo Huimei pinched Zhou's father again. This time, her strength was a little heavy. She glared at her father and complained, "can you be a little older?"? Others say Xiaoqing is too good for wine. Do you want him to drink it? "

"Cough..." Zhou's father coughed gently and waved his hand: "OK, since Xiaoqing is too strong to drink, then don't drink it. Yanyan, give your boyfriend some wake-up wine soup, and then help him to have a rest."

Smell speech small Yan greatly relieved a breath, quickly carried the side of sobering soup to Han Qing's side, "first drink a little, then I help you to rest."

Han Qing took a few drinks, and then Xiao Yan helped him to have a rest.

As soon as they left, Zhou's father, who had been holding on, finally loosened the cup in his hand. Then he leaned over the table powerlessly and sighed: "Xiaoyan, this boy friend It's a good drink. "

After hearing this, Luo Huimei couldn't help rolling her eyes all the time, and she said, "that's not true. Besides, people are young. What's the benefit of drinking him? If possible, he will be our future son-in-law! "

Zhou's father was lying on the table, motionless, smelling words just said: "you don't understand. I'm trying him."

"Try? Try what? "

"Try his sincerity for us."

Luo Huimei was speechless when she heard this: "try to be sincere? You are so good. You can try your heart according to the amount of alcohol you drink. "

"Well, you don't understand, I don't want to explain to you!" Zhou's father, who was already a little drunk, began to play a child's temper. Luo Huimei had no choice but to coax him to drink wake-up wine soup. Who knows Zhou's father actually said, "who wants to drink that kind of thing? I have such a good capacity that I don't need it. Take it away. I don't drink it. "

"No? This is the sobering soup I've worked hard to make. Do you dare to drink it or not? Believe it or not, I'll chop you up

Zhou's father:

And another small Yan helped Han Qing Dynasty to her room. When she walked into the room and saw her bed full of young girl's heart, her mind just rattled.

How can she bring someone to her room? In fact, they have a guest room at home. She can take him to the guest room.

When Xiao Yan hesitated to change her way, Han Qing was already lying on the bed with her help.

Xiaoyan:.... "

OK, it's impossible to change lanes.

After lying down, Han Qing closed her eyes, raised her hand and pinched her temple, frowning slightly, looking very painful.

"Are you all right?" Xiao Yan was still embarrassed, but when she saw him like this, all the embarrassment disappeared. She sat down at the edge of the bed and looked at Han Qing nervously.

She suddenly thought of something, got up and said, "wait a minute."

Then he ran into the bathroom, washed and dried the towel, and then ran back to wipe sweat for Han Qing.

Han Qing drank a lot of wine. In fact, his drinking capacity was OK. However, he would inevitably feel uncomfortable when he drank too much. He felt something cold rubbing on his forehead. Han Qing opened his eyes and saw his little girl wiping his forehead and cheek nervously.Seeing him open his eyes, Xiaoyan couldn't help saying, "why don't you listen to me? Would it be nice if I had given up earlier? I have to drink it like this. Isn't it hard? Why don't I make some more sober

As soon as she finished her words, Han Qing held her hand.

"Don't bother. I'm fine." Han Qing's thin lips pursed and said faintly that there was a reason why he didn't admit defeat so early. As a man, how could he not see the temptation in Zhou's father's eyes and admit defeat, but he could not fail too early or too late. Therefore, Han Qing could only control the time and the amount of alcohol he drank, and then he would take it.

So from the eyes behind Zhou's father, he should be successful.

It's just that these things should not be told to the little girl.

Han Qing took the towel out of her hand, and then put a force on her hand. Xiaoyan's body leaned forward. Then a hand wrapped around her and held her tightly.

Xiao Yan lies on Han Qing's body directly.

"Er..."

What is he doing? Xiaoyan subconsciously wants to struggle. After all, it's in her own house, and her parents are there. When she helped him in just now, she didn't close the door. If Luo Huimei ran in for fear later, what would she do if she saw this scene?

That's embarrassing.

While Xiaoyan is pushing and struggling, Han Qing tightens her strength and gently leans her chin on Xiaoyan's head. There is a sweet and greasy smell among her nose.

"Don't move. Let me hold it for a while."

His voice was hoarse, but it was imprinted on Xiao Yan's heart.