The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 197
At the small table downstairs, Yun Sheng unceremoniously ordered a few jars of wine and served them, and ordered two side dishes, "Third Young Master, how about a treat?"

"Yeah." Can the shop he opened still collect money?
"Cheer up! You go to Yuncheng another day, old lady, please come back!" She directly took two bowls and filled them up.

"Drink less." Cen Mu didn't push, but just reminded.

Yun Sheng picked it up and drank half of it, "What are you afraid of, you don't even have a woman in your house, and you are afraid that you will have sex after drinking?"

Cen Mu took a sip of his drink, his eyes flickered slightly, "Sex after drinking?"

He was the one who drank, so he messed around at night?Is it himself too?

but……

He couldn't piece together the bits and pieces, so he simply gave up and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp. It was so spicy!
"But third son, with your small body, I don't even believe that you are promiscuous." Yun Sheng glanced at him, and laughed so much that he lay down on the table.

Cen Mu didn't bother to pay attention to her and just drank by himself.

Pushing the cup to change the cup, the side dishes on the table did not move, and the wine jar was already empty for four or five.

Yun Sheng's face was already blushing, she didn't drink well but she still liked to drink, she leaned close to Cen Mu's ear, and exhaled softly: "Third Young Master, you don't have a single woman in your house, you, don't be a broken sleeve Haha! This wine... hiccup, it's not as good as your Zuimengyuan."

Cen Mu looked at the woman who had started talking drunkenly, gave a blank look, and drank on his own.

Duanxiu, he is.

So what?

Glasses of spicy wine poured into his throat, if possible, he would also like to do the same with Yun Sheng.

Drunk life and dream death.

"Wine, it's a good thing." Yun Sheng smiled and drank bowl after bowl.

When Gu Ruyuan came down, he saw her decadent.

Cen Yue snorted past him, scumbag.

"Ah Sheng." Gu Ruyuan helped Yun Sheng up, his frozen face finally became a little more tender.

"Gu Ruyuan?" Yun Sheng squinted his eyes, and pushed him away, "Go away!"

"I don't like you anymore, can't it be okay?" A jar of wine was thrown down, and she was crying and screaming like a madman, "Get out! Why tie my old lady and go home and hug your woman?"

Gu Ruyuan hugged the excited Yun Sheng tightly, and comforted in a warm voice: "I'm sorry, can you go home with me? I won't leave you anymore, no."

Yun Sheng struggled, but couldn't break free.

It seemed that Gu Ruyuan's words were helpful, she slowly calmed down, "Go home? I don't have a home anymore...Feng Yan, take me home."

Hearing that name, Gu Ruyuan froze, and held Yun Sheng's arm even harder, "Okay, I'll take you home. Let's go home, stop fighting, go home."

Finally drank the last sip of wine, Cen Mu put down the bowl and stood up, "Second brother, are you done talking?"

Cen Yue also withdrew his gaze and gave Gu Ruyuan a blank look.

Why bother?
Let go when you let go, torture each other like this, no one feels good.

"Go back." Cen Yue didn't want to watch this farce, seeing Cen Mu's face, he frowned slightly, "You are not in good health, drink less."

Cen Mu smiled slightly, "Not much."

At most, I will have a headache for one night, which is not much compared to what I drank yesterday.

The cold wind outside the house made Cen Mu sober. Cen Yue helped Cen Mu into the carriage, and he closed his eyes after turning his head down.

"Third brother, how do you know they are here?" Cen Yue knew that Cen Mu was not asleep, so he put a blanket on him casually.

"Please come here." He sent someone to look for him, and got the news soon, but he didn't tell Cen Yue.

Cen Yue rolled his eyes with anger, and was reluctant to hit his younger brother.

Turning out of the alley, the street market became noisy again.

Cen Yue sighed and closed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)