Su Ling didn't answer this question, tilted his head to look at his brother, and said, "Brother is drunk, right?" Uncle Liu, you go back to the room to rest first, I'll take care of my brother." ”

The housekeeper smiled kindly and sighed: "Okay, good, there is a deep love between you, and the old slave is also happy when he looks at it." Then I'll go first, little boy, pay attention. ”

Su Ling stretched out his arms and hugged his brother from the housekeeper.

When the housekeeper left, he brought the door and instructed: "Little boy, if you need it, call someone at any time." ”

Su Ling replied with a good word, and heard the footsteps gradually disappearing. He picked up his brother, and the two sat down at the table facing each other.

Su Meng was dazed and looked at Su Ling and smiled. Su Ling touched his brother's soft face and shouted, "Brother." ”

Su Meng nodded obediently, and Su Ling said again: "You are drunk." ”

Who knows, Su Meng actually seemed to be wronged, pouting and complaining, "No, no, you all say I'm drunk!"

Su Ling stroked his brother's face and said gently, "Who else are we?"

"Song Qingzhi, he also said that I was drunk! I didn't, really!"

"Brother, I'm done. ”

Su Ling suddenly said this, Su Meng blinked in confusion, and slowly tilted her head to stare at Su Ling with wide eyes.

Su Ling felt that his heart was very soft, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable as if he remembered something, and he said softly: "So, Xiao Ling has time, what will my brother do in the future, I will accompany you." ”

Su Ling didn't wait for his brother to respond, Su Meng's forehead was already planted on Su Ling's shoulder. The mouth is slightly open and the breathing is even.

Su Ling didn't move, raised his hand to hug his sleeping brother, and quietly looked at the cold moon outside the window.

Chu Luo and A Ning left halfway, and Song Qingzhi felt that Su Meng was relieved, and he didn't hide his emotions too much. Su Meng began to drink, but Song Qingzhi didn't stop him, just stared at him. He knew that Su Meng must be sad, but he was even more sad.

But for a moment, Song Qingzhi regretted it a little. Su Meng was actually drunk, and she couldn't drink more than two glasses. The two big eyes are wet, the tails of the eyes are flushed, and the originally fair skin is also floating with a faint pink, and the whole person looks very innocent but very seductive.

Song Qing simply turned around and looked straight at him, almost drowning in Su Meng's sparkling eyes. He raised his hand and pinched the back of Su Meng's neck, Su Meng trembled slightly, very cute. Song Qingzhi felt the hot touch in his palm, and asked with a smile, "Ah Meng is drunk?"

Su Meng shook her head slowly, laughing so much that her cute rabbit teeth leaked, "No, no," she stretched out her hand again, "A little bit, just drank a little bit." ”

Song Qingzhi suddenly felt a little aggrieved, he smiled and shouted, "Su Meng." "Su Meng, Song Qingzhi has never called his full name, but the first time he shouted it was when Su Meng was drunk.

Seeing that the little prince was like this, Su Meng blinked dumbfoundedly, and also spoke: "Ah, Song Qingzhi." When Su Meng was drunk, her voice was soft and sweet, and she spoke slowly, the words seemed to be glued with sugar, and the end note dragged on for a long time. Song Qingzhi dissipated all his grievances in an instant, and at this moment, he felt that his whole heart was filled, and it turned out that his name could be called so beautifully.

He laughed again, patted Su Meng's head gently, and said, "Ah Meng, I'll send you home, okay?"

Su Meng nodded and said okay.

Song Qingzhi grabbed his waist with one hand and helped him get up with the other, Su Meng was drunk and couldn't walk fast, and Song Qingzhi didn't want to go fast.

It was getting late, there were very few people on the streets, and everywhere was quiet, with the occasional barking of dogs. Song Qingzhi stopped, he looked sideways at Su Meng, Su Meng's head rubbed on his shoulder little by little. He looked up at the night sky, a full moon fell Qinghui, and Song Qingzhi suddenly felt that this moon was specially for him and Su Meng to shine the way. He thought that the road ahead for him and Su Meng must be open and bright, at least, they would not get lost.

Song Qing stopped for a long time, Su Meng raised his head and said suspiciously: "Oh, go home." ”

Song Qingzhi laughed out of the brackets and said, "Okay, go home." Maybe the road ahead is not easy to walk, I'll carry you, Ah Meng will hand over the obstacles on the road to me to cross, okay?"

Su Meng was stunned for a moment, suddenly laughed, nodded vigorously, and his eyes were crooked, "Okay, okay!"

Song Qingzhi carried Su Meng on his back, went to Su Mansion, and handed him over to the housekeeper. The butler took it carefully and helped him to the eldest prince's residence. There is a plaque on the door, which is "Freedom Pavilion" written by Su Meng himself.

There was no light in the house, and it was pitch black. The housekeeper pushed the door with one free hand, and the moment the door opened, the room instantly lit up.

The drunkard didn't react much, and the butler was startled and looked at it fixedly, "Little boy?"

Everyone didn't expect Su Meng's sudden question, Chu Luo was stunned for a moment, looked at A-Ning, and smiled softly like a memory: "Ah, I was only seven years old at that time." ”

"Seven years old," Su Meng nodded, seven years old, when did she meet him? However, the matter of feelings really does not come first and come first. What's the use of having those extra years?

Song Qingzhi could feel that Su Meng was a person who was good at hiding his emotions, but he could always see what was under his eyes. He's laughing at himself, he must be.

Song Qingzhi looked at Su Meng, and suddenly smiled: "It really doesn't matter how long you have known each other, it naturally doesn't take time to consume fate." Ah Meng, we've known each other for a short time, but we're very comfortable getting along, aren't we?"

Su Meng looked at the little prince and said with a smile: "Yes, it's comfortable." ”

Song Qingzhi nodded, and said with a smile: "That's good, I thought I was the only one who liked it very much." It turns out that Ah Meng is too, so I'm relieved. ”

Su Meng felt that topics always became strange easily, who was she talking about?

Chu Luo looked at the two of them, couldn't think of the hooks, and said firmly: "I think the prince and Ah Meng can indeed be regarded as confidants, and even I feel that you get along very well." ”

Song Qingzhi smiled and frowned again.

Su Meng went to see A-Ning, and the girl who was eating meat raised her head and smiled at him, and then perhaps shy and winked at Su Meng again. Su Meng suddenly felt that A-Ning was really good, like Chu Luo, an upright general, maybe he was really the most suitable for a hearty person like A-Ning. His own eyes, his own words, Chu Luo can't understand or understand.

Su Meng returned A smile to A-Ning, a bright, simple, and non-hostile smile of relief. Subsequently, Aning was really shocked by this too good-looking smile.

A-Ning was stunned for a moment, and shook Chu Luo's hand, "Wow, Chu Luo, Su Gongzi is really good-looking!"

Chu Luo nodded, "That's natural, he has recruited people since he was a child, and the ladies can't walk when they see him." But Ah Meng hasn't liked anyone for so many years, you see, is it strange?"

Idiot! Su Meng scolded in her heart, with a smile on her face, "People like me naturally want to be among the thousands of flowers, and the leaves don't stick to their bodies! The latest chapter of "Hidden Marriage Actor, a Little Sweet Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.