On the evening of the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhao Mengyao and the people of Jiuye ate a steaming hot pot at home as a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

At the dinner table, everyone chatted all over the world, these guys in Jiuye ran around the world every day, and they saw a bunch of strange people and strange things, and they were very active at the dinner table.

Zhao Mengyao sat next to Li Yinglong and didn't interject, but listened with great interest and stuffed something into his mouth.

Li Yinglong was busy helping her pick up vegetables, and Zhao Mengyao was often fascinated by it, and when she lowered her head, she found that the bowl was already full of various things.

Zhao Mengyao was full of black lines, turned her head and glared at Li Yinglong: "Are you going to feed me like a pig?" ”

"You're too skinny, eat more." Li Yinglong sandwiched another slice of beef into her bowl.

Zhao Mengyao: "......"

This Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was almost an hour over, and Zhao Mengyao rubbed her well-fed stomach, a little helpless: "Eating like this every day will sooner or later become three hundred pounds." ”

"Don't worry, I love you too." Li Yinglong said with a smile.

Zhao Mengyao glared at him: "Who cares if you love it or not!" I don't want 800 pounds! ”

After dinner, everyone nestled on the sofa together while watching the Spring Festival Gala, spitting out the groove and playing cards. The atmosphere was joyful.

Chen Haotian proposed: "Let's have a drink, we don't have to drive anyway!" ”

The first to second: "I agree!" Drink and drink! When you're so happy, it's time to drink to cheer up! ”

Yang Tian glanced at Zhao Mengyao and said, "I suggest that someone drink is enough." ”

Li Yinglong glared at Yangtian, turned his head to Meng Yao and said, "Wife, you are not allowed to drink, do you know?" ”

Zhao Mengyao remembered what Li Yinglong told her, saying that she was crazy about drinking after drinking, and she beat people when she saw them, and her face was a little embarrassed: "Don't drink, don't drink, you drink." I drink juice! ”

So he happily went to get the wine, and helped Zhao Mengyao bring back a glass of juice.

Zhao Mengyao happened to win again, happily picked up the cup on the side and took a sip, suddenly felt that the taste was a little wrong, and looked down to see that she was holding Li Yinglong's cup.

The wine is mellow and sweet in the mouth, with a lingering finish. But Zhao Mengyao didn't have time to taste it carefully, so she was a little dizzy.

The degree of this wine is not high, but Zhao Mengyao's alcohol consumption is too bad, and he is drunk in one sip.

Li Yinglong was looking at the cards in his hand, and suddenly Zhao Mengyao pounced, hugged him and gave him a loud "chirp" on his face. Li Yinglong was so shocked that the card in his hand fell to the ground, and when he turned his head, he was smacked by Zhao Mengyao again.

Everyone present was stunned.

"Hey, hey, hey, beauty~ Give me a sip of incense! Po~" Zhao Mengyao turned into a hooligan son, and the others couldn't bear to look at it directly, wanting to see it but afraid of being killed by their own master.

Li Yinglong looked helpless, but in fact, he was very happy in his heart, and because of the presence of others, he didn't show it.

He said with a cold face: "I'll take Meng Yao up first, and you continue." After speaking, he picked up Zhao Mengyao, who was smiling with a rogue face, and walked upstairs to the bedroom.

Yang Tian frowned and stared at the direction in which the two of them left, and smashed the card irritably: "Don't play!" ”

Li Yinglong carried Zhao Mengyao to the bedroom on the second floor, carefully placed her, covered the quilt, held down her little hand that was messily gesturing, and then helplessly prepared to leave, but was pulled by the hem of her clothes. The latest chapter of "Forced Marriage: The President's Favorite Wife Routine Deep Claw Book House" is free to read for the first time.