Chapter 32: That Mr. Gai, Is It Really Your Boyfriend?

I nodded, glanced at the flushed man, picked up the wine glass and got up: "Mr. Gai has an upset stomach, don't embarrass him." I'll drink it, right? ”

Mo Wangxi laughed: "This is not married yet, just so affectionate, it really abuses our single dog." ”

I swept over with a cold look, he was naturally not afraid of me, and squinted at me: "Brother and sister, why don't you have a glass of wine with Nie?" ”

As soon as he proposed this, Dean Zhou and the others echoed it, I really want to kill Mo Wangxi, that bastard. But this guy squeezed his eyebrows at me, with an expression of "don't say that I didn't give you a chance, the key is to see if you can grasp it".

Gai Nie shouted Mo Wangxi in a low voice, and the person who was still smiling at me just now agreed very affectionately, and immediately changed his face: "Nie, I'm just joking with my younger siblings, don't be angry." ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the flask, drank three glasses in one go, and said slowly: "These three glasses can be regarded as a thank you for taking care of our grandfather and grandson all the time...... I'll take care of these three cups...... Thank you for Gainnie, everything is in plain sight, I will do it first for respect. ”

I drank three more glasses, and by the third time, someone grabbed the hem of my clothes.

I looked down and saw the scarlet-eyed Ganie grabbing me, and he shook his head slightly, motioning for me to stop drinking.

At this time, it was to catch the duck on the shelf, how could I give up halfway, I knocked off his hand, quickly drank the wine, and then looked at the people present: "Is there anyone else who wants to toast, there is no last glass." From now on, everyone eats well, and after eating, everyone goes back to their own house to find their own mother. If there is a fate, we will meet again in the future. ”

Dean Zhou naturally saw that Gai Nie was uncomfortable, and with the ladder I gave, he naturally had to go down, so he beckoned the doctor and his colleagues not to drink anymore, but only to eat.

I finally breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in my chair, only to find that Ganie had grabbed my hand again at some point.

I was afraid that something would happen to him, so I leaned over and asked him if he was okay. There are no doctors here, and if the situation is serious, it is better to go to the hospital now.

He shook his head, even if he was uncomfortable like that, his bearing was still there, and he didn't look embarrassed at all.

I felt a little sad in my heart, and asked him in a low voice: "Aunt Gu boiled porridge in the kitchen, can I go get you a little slow?" ”

I didn't expect him to look up suddenly, and something warm and soft brushed against my lips, and I was still stunned.

When I realized what had happened, a frightened spirit stood up and ran out with a red face.

Because there are people drunk here at any time, Aunt Gu will boil some porridge every day, and when I went, the white fungus lotus seed lily porridge happened to be freshly baked, so I hid in it and drank a bowl first, and then I put a bowl and planned to send it to Gai Nie.

Aunt Gu called me out and asked me with a smile, "That Mr. Gai, is it really your boyfriend?" ”

I laughed: "What's the matter, it's that he is kind enough to help me testify, nothing else." Really, Aunt Gu, you don't know, how dare I think about that now. ”

She sighed and touched my head: "Silly girl, don't carry everything alone, don't forget, there are still us." ”

I nodded with red eyes, didn't dare to stay any longer, and came out with porridge.

Back in the private room, everyone was in the mood, and Gai Nie looked better, and he was already able to chat with Dean Zhou and the others.

I walked over and put the porridge in front of him, not daring to look him in the eye, but whispered, "Freshly baked, eat it quickly." ”

Mo Wangxi is a typical person who forgets the pain after his scars, and at this moment he shouted again, saying that I was biased and he was not comfortable, why didn't I give him a bowl of porridge.