At this time, someone on the side was drunk and spoke loudly, which reminded Muyang of the matter of pouring a cup, and hurriedly eased the obviously embarrassing atmosphere: "Sister, don't think about it, my brother has drunk too much, and it's a little abnormal." Usually he is not so considerate and enthusiastic, especially cold, not close to women, really, straight male cancer is like him, or he will not be in his thirties and not have a girlfriend. ”

Mu Han clenched his fists, and instantly felt a fire in his belly.

Is there such a red line? It's water in the head! This is for fear that he can be with Wen Xia!

What do you mean by thirty? It's only thirty-two!

When Wen Xia heard this, she couldn't cry or laugh even more.

This kid, who still speaks so without going through his brain, originally intended to defend Mu Han and ease the embarrassment, but it sounds like Mu Han is very bad and no one wants it.

But...... Hearing the last half of the sentence, she was very happy.

I haven't had a girlfriend all the time, will there be a little bit of a possibility that I will never forget myself?

"I don't like straight male cancer," Wen Xiaonuo said fiercely, "Straight male cancer is not good, it hurts a girl's heart too much." Auntie, don't fall in love with a straight man, you'll be very tired. ”

Wen Xiaonuo's "aunt": "......"

Straight man cancer Mu Han: "......"

Troublesome Jing Muyang: "Ahem, what do children know, straight men also have good ones, they can be adjusted = taught." Okay, okay, get in the car, it's time to go back to the hotel to rest. ”

"Woo, didn't I say I don't like hotels?" Wen Xiaonuo was coquettish again.

Wen Xia became serious in seconds: "Wen Xiaonuo, speak well, otherwise I won't be your aunt." ”

Wen Xiaonuo immediately sat down obediently and said in a normal tone, "I know, auntie." ”

"Not really, right?" Mu Han followed and sat in the back row, and said to Wen Xia on the left, "It will scare the child and affect the establishment of a sense of security." ”

Wen Xia raised his right hand and scratched his head, separating himself from Mu Han from a safe distance, only feeling that one head was two big.

This man is a bit talkative, too familiar......

"How much did you drink?" She asked softly, frowning.

"Not much, just three glasses."

The corners of Muyang's lips twitched, didn't he say a cup? Why are you still lying?

Scold! Man! Hypocrisy! Guy who loves face!

The question is, is there any difference between one pour and three cups? Let's talk about three bottles!

"The amount of alcohol is not very good, so let's drink less." Wen Xia moved to Wen Xiaonuo's side again, feeling that it was too abrupt, so he simply hugged her over and let her sit in the middle.

Mu Han looked at the extra little girl, although she was beautiful and cute, she couldn't like it, she felt redundant, separating him from the woman who stole his heart.

However, for the sake of his niece, he didn't care.

"So are you." Mu Han said with a smile, his eyes staring at her, but his mind was full of her delicate appearance drunk in his arms.

Wen Xia's face was hot, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily, but he didn't know how to respond.

At this time, Mu Yang, who was driving the car, said with a smile: "No, she has a good amount of alcohol!" It's best to describe it in one sentence. ”

"Qingdao doesn't fall, I won't fall......" Wen Xiaonuo immediately answered.

Then he and Mu Yang laughed and shouted: "If the snowflakes don't float, I won't float, hahaha......"

Wen Xia turned his head, raised his hand to cover his face, and roared inwardly: "! Pig teammates! It's too pit! ”

Clearing her throat in embarrassment, Wen Xia tried to save her image: "No, I'm blowing it." ”

"Yes, blow on the bottle, very bold." Mu Yang explained in a proud tone, "I like to drink with my sister the most, two words - enjoyable!" ”

Wen Xia: "...... the hell, this is sure to introduce men to my sister?" I'm afraid you don't want me to be a nun for the rest of my life, right? Can you pit it a little more?

Mu Han: "......" Although I haven't seen her blow on the bottle, I also like to drink with her the most.

The feeling is sweet, beautiful, soft, warm, and refreshing.

Exceptionally memorable.