Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

High alcohol, if it is not taught by drinking all the year round, very few people will be able to drink it like this.

Huo Yan looked at Lu Qiao's unchanging face, and couldn't help but think of what the private detective said before.

So, is this how she supported the Lu family step by step?

Drinking recklessly, is it just to bring life to the Lu family again and again?
Lu Qiao smiled lightly and lifted her weight lightly, but Huo Yan noticed that her hand was covering her stomach intentionally or unconsciously.

Is she suffering from a stomach problem?

He suddenly remembered that in high school, Lu Qiao had stomach problems.

After so many years, according to her reckless drinking method, the stomach problem must have become more serious.

Huo Yan frowned indistinctly, and reached out to stop Bran from persuading him to drink.

Lu Qiao seemed to have sensed his intentions, and glanced at him with a half-smile, his pupils were as black as ink drops, without any warmth, which made people panic.

Putting down the wine glass, Lu Qiao stood up, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

The beauty's fragrance is swept away, leaving lightly, only the lingering fragrance makes people feel disappointed.

Huo Yan clenched his wine glass tightly, and the heaven and man fought for a long time, and finally couldn't help but put down the wine glass and stood up, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Bran looked at Huo Yan's hurried back, touched his chin, and showed an ambiguous expression.

"It seems that the charm of this beauty is really great. Even Huo Ye, a high mountain flower who lives as an ascetic monk, has already bowed down under Miss Lu's pomegranate skirt."

Zou Che was a sensible person, he casually swayed the liquid in the glass, the golden liquid swayed slowly, like the charming eyes of a beautiful woman.

"My Brother Huo has never been an ascetic monk, but he is an infatuated kind. How did he suddenly fall under Miss Lu's pomegranate skirt, and it is clear that he has never gotten up from under her pomegranate skirt."

He didn't know what he thought of, and he raised the corners of his lips with great interest, "It's just that, now, Brother Huo, an infatuated kind, can't see his own heart clearly, and is blinded by some Eyes, I'm afraid I don't know the direction."

The constantly shaking liquor distorted Zou Che's handsome face. After he finished speaking, he shook his head self-consciously, and took a sip of the wine with his head bowed.

The spicy taste immediately filled his mouth, he clicked his tongue in disgust, and put down his glass.

He really couldn't understand at all, how could someone drink such a nasty thing as wine without feeling uncomfortable?

Miss Lu is really a man, I have to admire her.

"Listen to you, there seems to be a story here." Bran leaned over gossiping, "San'er, are we still friends anymore, tell me quickly, what is the relationship between Miss Lu and Master Huo?" whats the matter?"

"Who are you calling San'er? Go away, how many times have I told you, don't call me San'er!" Zou Che kicked him in the face, "Damn it, do you think I'm stupid? The Venerable Master, you still want me to gossip about my Brother Huo, Xiao Long Bao, why is your face so big!"

Xiaolongbao is the name Bran gave himself when he first learned Chinese. Because it is his favorite food, he has been proud of it for a long time, and he has not changed it until now.

As a classmate Zou Che who doesn't like Xiaolongbao very much, and even has a little dislike for Xiaolongbao, because of this name, he even dislikes Bran.

Therefore, I basically don't call him that name at ordinary times, only when I dislike him to the point of unbearable, I will call him that, expressing my deep dislike for him.