The bear child took another bite of the fruit, probably tasting delicious.

This time, I directly bit the fork and didn't let go.

And you don't have any reason to talk to drunk people.

After all, it's also a small metal fruit fork, and even if it's not that sharp, it's still easy to accidentally hurt.

You Xia didn't dare to pull it out, so he could only coax in a low voice.

Then I heard footsteps.

When I looked up, I saw that the face of the big boss at the top didn't seem to be very good, and he looked at her straight like this.

This look makes people feel a chill in their backs.

You Xia's body stiffened slightly.

Originally, she was half-squatting beside the little girl, and when she was seen as an old aunt, she coughed uncomfortably and wanted to stand up, but the fork in her hand bit the little girl's mouth again.

So I could only look at Sheng Junshu with considerable embarrassment, and said dryly, "Boss." ”

"Well, your agent is calling you outside."

As he spoke, his hand reached over and grasped the handle of the metal fork.

You Xia was able to let go, let go a little dazed, reluctantly got up, and walked out the door.

is indeed the same as the female artist who said that she was not familiar with Qinghui before.

Sheng Junshu retracted his gaze, and felt the handle of the fork in his hand move up and down.

The little girl bit her little white teeth and looked at him a little provocatively, because she had something in her mouth and her voice whining, and she didn't hear her say anything.

"Loosen up, don't hurt yourself? When you get home, you can make trouble as much as you want, okay? ”

The cutie is drunk, not only cute, but also a little terrible.

Seeing the little girl holding a fork and whining, I didn't know what to say.

Sheng Junshu didn't understand, but he still nodded in response, coaxing the little girl to relax.

He sighed and raised his hand to pick the little girl up.

Qinghui only felt that the sky was turning, the earth was turning, and the people in front of him were also turning.

It's annoying to watch.

So he pounced on him and held him down.

The little girl reflexively hugged her, and her soft little body pressed into his arms.

Sheng Junshu's body stiffened slightly.

Then he heard the little girl speak sullenly in his arms.

"Hold on—you can't shake it around."

It makes people cry and laugh, and it's really drunk.

Along the way, under the curious gossip of everyone, he took the little girl out.

When she got to the car, the little girl didn't dare to let her sit in the co-pilot.

If one of her is unhappy, something will happen, okay, the two of them will cool off together?

In the back seat, the little girl was fixed to the seat with a seat belt, and Sheng Junshu breathed a sigh of relief.

took the little girl straight home.

Just entered the door, close the door.

And the little girl pounced.

Under-the-eye excitement.

Not sober yet.

Is this wine so long-lasting?

Sheng Junshu raised his hand to hug Qinghui, thinking in his heart.

I felt the little girl waving her little fist, full of interest, "Come, let's talk about fighting at home!! ”

Lord Spirit Sword beat you up and shouted Dad!!

Sheng Junshu: ......

"When will you say it?"

Little drunk, difficult.

Sheng Junshu took Qinghui all the way to the bedroom, ready to let the children lie down, and then get some sobering soup for the children to drink.

I just walked to the bedside.

was pressed by Qinghui and pressed to the bed.

"Words don't count!"

The little girl bared her little white teeth, curled up on him, and before Sheng Junshu could say anything, she bowed her head directly.

The stinging pain from the collarbone made Sheng Junshu's body stiffen, and he let out a soft 'hiss-'.