"That's it...... It's okay. The drunkard's hand holding the chopsticks tightened, not daring to look at Tsing Yi's curious eyes.

Tsing Yi didn't have much suspicion: "I eat very spicy, eat less, it's easy to have a stomachache." ”

"Hmm." The drunkard answered absentmindedly, lowered his head and ate the noodles cooked for him by Tsing Yi, and did not see him look up for a long time, nor did he eat any other dishes.

These things don't taste at all, including this bowl of noodles that he has in mind.

Something that has no taste is really hard to swallow, and even the whole world seems to have lost its color at this moment.

He ate carefully with the taste in his memory, but the more he ate, the more uncomfortable he became.

When he used to eat it, he only thought it was delicious, but when he finally wanted to taste it seriously, he couldn't taste it anymore.

Fate still loves to play tricks on people so much, I don't know how to cherish when I should cherish it, and when I want to cherish it, there is no chance.

First taste, and then after a while, I don't know if it's hearing, sight, taste, or something else......

The drunkard's hand holding the chopsticks was trembling slightly, he closed his eyes, and tears fell silently into the bowl.

The young man who squatted at his feet and had been watching him saw the drunkard crying, and in addition to being uncomfortable, he was also a little strange.

What happened to him?

Today he looked very unhappy, and his face was also very unsightly.

Seeing that the drunkard didn't say a word, Tsing Yi kept lowering his head to eat noodles, smiled, and said, "Is it so delicious?" ”

“…… Well. The drunkard replied softly, opened his eyes, and continued to eat.

He tried to calm his emotions, he didn't want to, and he didn't dare to let Tsing Yi find out that something was wrong with him.

——

"Jun Moyan, like this, sleeping on my stomach like this."

"Be careful, lie down slowly."

"Alright."

"I'll come over a little bit." Wen Xiaoai moved her body as she spoke, leaned closer to Jun Moyan, and looked at him with a smile.

After looking at it for a while, the little hand was not honest, touching Jun Moyan's face for a while, and touching his eyes for a while.

"Okay, let's sleep, I haven't rested well in the past two days, tomorrow we will go to Jun's house to see the second brother and grandpa."

"Look at it a little longer." Wen Xiaoai was indeed sleepy, but she wanted to watch it for a while.

Looking at it, Wen Xiaoai's eyelids began to fight, and she fell asleep after a while.

"Little girl?"

Jun Moyan called her and made sure that she was asleep, so he got up and wanted to turn her over to sleep, afraid that she would twist her neck if she kept sleeping on her stomach.

Although Wen Xiaoai liked to sleep on his stomach before, she could sleep all night as soon as she slept, and she never twisted her neck, but she slept on her stomach like this, and he couldn't hold her.

As soon as Jun Mo Yan touched her, Wen Xiaoai turned over by herself, slept on his side, and subconsciously arched her body to him.

Jun Moyan smiled, turned off the light, then lay down again, carefully took Wen Xiaoai into his arms, and kissed her forehead.

Smelling the familiar and good-smelling faint milk fragrance on her body, Jun Moyan closed her eyes with satisfaction.

United Kingdom –

In a KTV that is combined with a bar, more than a dozen students dressed up in fashion came.

Among the dozen or so students, nearly half were Chinese with yellow skin and black eyes, and only four or five Britons with high noses.

"Squad leader Cheng, it turns out that this is your uncle's KTV, it looks very high-end, and your uncle looks so young and handsome, it is really a family, and the genes are strong."

A girl looked at the front and personally led them to the private room, a handsome uncle with a famous brand, smiled and boasted.