Poor girl, she is pregnant with a rich old man's cub

He tilted his head to look at Zhou Yue strangely, and with just one glance, Zhou Yue let go of his hand as if he had been burned, and then coughed a little stiffly.

He took a glass of wine from Yang Jiashu and turned to look at Qin Jue.

She opened her mouth to change the subject: "Happy newlyweds, Qin Jue, I respect you with this cup."

"Yes, yes, Xiaolian drinks Xiaolian's, and we have to toast!" Zhou Qianqian immediately connected, smiling.

Yang Jiashu chuckled, and put a glass of wine that he secretly mixed just now in front of Qin Jue.

Qin Jue didn't change his face when he drank a cup just now.

Little sample, there is something~

But it can't work now, foreign and white, he is going to kill Qin Jue with one blow!

Hearing Zhou Yue's voice, Qin Jue slowly looked away from Lin Yang who was drinking milk, looked at the glass of wine Yang Jiashu handed over, looked at the two of them with a smile, and said, "Okay."

He was in a good mood at first, and planned to leave some steps for Zhou Yue and Yang Jiashu.

But now-

Qin Jue's eyes stopped on the pile of Wangzai milk in front of Ji Lian, and his fingertips landed on Lin Yang's wrist, feeling the beating of her pulse.

Tsk, he's suddenly in a bad mood.

He raised his eyes, the smile didn't reach his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

Under Yang Jiashu's expectant eyes, he picked up the glass of various drinks and drank it down in one gulp.

Then, under Yang Jiashu's shocked gaze, he turned the cup upside down to show that he drank cleanly.

"Go on, huh?"

*

An hour passed.

The surrounding guests have almost eaten.

Sitting on the sofa in twos and threes chatting and laughing, even the mahjong table was set up at the other end.

Qin's mother raised her hand to touch the tiles, her face was instantly stained with a smile, and she stretched out her hand to push down the mahjong in front of her.

"I'm so sorry, ladies, you're touching yourself again~"

The other lady said with a mournful face: "Don't play anymore, you're very lucky today, Lao Zhou, come on!"

The middle-aged man standing behind the lady lowered his head at a loss: "Go? Where? I don't know how to play?"

Everyone laughed, and Yan's mother pushed the cards into the mahjong machine in a funny way: "Today, her family is getting a wife, and she is the master's family. Of course, she is very lucky."

Qin's mother covered her mouth and laughed: "Oh no, it's just that my Yangyang is a little lucky star."

Mrs. Zhou couldn't help joking: "Actually, you don't have to beat around the bush like this, just praise it."

Everyone laughed, Mrs. Zhou said, and looked back at the people at Qin Jue's table, seeing that it was full of people, and no one had left yet.

Hey in surprise: "Are you still drinking? How long has it been?" She said, and glanced at Qin's mother: "Shouldn't someone go over and have a look?"

The mahjong machine slowly spit out the recoded mahjong, Qin's mother waved her hand: "No, no, it's a rare opportunity to let the children relax."

Before playing mahjong, she went over to take a look, and she was startled by the posture of drinking like drinking water. In order to prevent alcohol poisoning, Mother Qin had arranged medical staff to wait at the door in advance.

And where is Zhou Yue still? Zhou Yue is a doctor herself, and she knows better than her own unscrupulous son.

Qin's mother touched the cards with confidence, and urged: "Go on, Zhenzhen, if you don't come, you will change to Lao Zhou."

"Come on! Why don't you come, I have to win it back tonight!" Mrs. Zhou cheered up.

The mahjong game here is in full swing.

On the other hand, Zhou Yue, who was praised by Qin's mother, had a blurry vision in front of his eyes after drinking.

Zhou Yue rubbed his painful head and tilted his head, Ji Lian's face flickered.

Zhou Yue was stunned.

After Ji Lian was full, Yang Jiashu asked someone to remove the plate.

Now the table is full of wine bottles, even by the feet.

Both Yan Zhen and Xu Chengyan took a few sips of meaning.

All these wines went into the stomachs of Qin Jue, Zhou Yue and Yang Jiashu.

Ji Lian was really dumbfounded. It's true that he loves to drink, but he has never drank so hard before.

Looking at the wine bottles on the table, Yu Song only felt pain in his temples.

Yang Jiashu was already dying. He staggered and stood up on the table, held up the cup and opened his mouth, his cheeks were flushed, "Qin...Qin dog, I respect... respect—uh..."

Zhou Qianqian was taken aback: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Seeing that Yang Jiashu was about to fall on the table, Yu Song's eyelids twitched, and he hurried over to help him up. He drank a lot of wine and was dead.

Yu Song gritted his teeth: "Are you a pig?"

"Hurry up and help Yu Song." Zhou Qianqian pushed Yan Chun's arm.

Yan Zhen got up helplessly, and helped him upright: "Go to the bathroom."

Yang Jiashu is 100% about to vomit.

Qin Jue was leaning on the seat, his head was slightly loose, hanging down on his forehead.

He had a relaxed posture, watching this scene with a half-smile, not sure if he was drunk or sober.

Seeing that Yang Jiashu was carried away, Lin Yang poked Qin Jue's hand worriedly: "Are you okay?"

Qin Jue tilted his head, looked at Lin Yang, as if he recognized the person in front of him, put down the cup in his hand, buried his cheek in Lin Yang's neck coquettishly: "Honey, I have a headache."

Lin Yang hugged his back and sighed helplessly: "I told you to drink less."

The coquettish Qin Jue was more deadly to Zhou Qianqian than a horror movie.

Zhou Qianqian couldn't stand it anymore, and grinned, "Hey, I'd better help my brother to blow some air."

"Come here, Lianlian, help me carry him away together."

"Oh!" Ji Lian put down Wangzai's milk and foolishly agreed.

At this point, everyone went to play games, and there was no one on the terrace.

Zhou Qianqian and Ji Lian helped Zhou Yue onto the sofa on the terrace, and let him half lean on the sofa.

Zhou Qianqian squatted down and patted Zhou Yue's face: "Brother? Brother? Are you okay?"

Zhou Yue opened his eyes reluctantly, and saw the blurry figure in front of him, it was Zhou Qianqian.

He slapped Zhou Qianqian's hand away with some disgust.

Zhou Qianqian: ...

Zhou Qianqian looked at the back of her hand that was patted red, and nodded: "You can still recognize me, it should be okay."

"Lianlian, watch him for a while, I'll get some sober medicine, don't let him fall asleep, call him if there's nothing wrong." Zhou Qianqian said, and was about to go back to the banquet hall.

"Oh!" Ji Lian continued to nod obediently.

After Zhou Qianqian left, Ji Lian imitated Zhou Qianqian and squatted in front of Zhou Yue: "Brother Yue? Brother Yue, don't sleep."

Zhou Yue, who was half lying on the sofa, heard the sound, and opened his eyes with his painful head.

The vision gradually changed from blurred to clear, and a delicate face appeared in Zhou Yue's eyes.

This was the first time that Ji Lian was so close to him in his dream.

So close that he only needs to reach out——

"Brother Yue, Sister Qianqian will come over with the medicine right away, you must not sleep." Seeing that he woke up, Ji Lian said with a smile.

Zhou Yue stared at him blankly, watching that mouth chattering endlessly.

What medicine?What thousands?

He doesn't understand, doesn't know.

Zhou Yue no longer restrained himself, followed his instinct, stretched out his hand, and pulled the boy squatting in front of him into his arms.

The boy fell into his arms, Zhou Yue ignored his surprised expression, firmly clasped his waist, and pressed the back of his head.

Close your eyes.

The delicious taste made Zhou Yue's soul tremble.

——so close that he only needs to stretch out his hand to pull her into his arms, and then kiss her.

*