"Mr. ......"

Uncle Li, who knew his living habits, was worried on the side.

Worried that Uncle Li would show his stuffing, Song Bingjue sent Uncle Li to tidy up the study.

"You eat too." Song Bingjue put some dishes into Mu Goodnight's bowl, asking her not to patronize others and forget herself.

Mu Wan'an smiled at the corner of her eyes, watching Song Bingjue's action of picking up vegetables for her for the first time, she was no longer uneasy and helpless, she turned her big black and white eyes, and looked at the dining table in front of her.

"I think there's something missing!"

"What's missing?"

Song Bingjue followed Mu Goodnight's words and looked at the table, six dishes and one soup, it was already very rich for three people, what else was missing?

"Less alcohol!" Mu Wan'an suddenly realized, got up and walked to the kitchen.

Seeing Mu Wannight rummaging in the refrigerator, he also got up and walked over.

"The wine is not here, I let Uncle Li-"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Wan'an held up the beer in front of Song Bingjue's eyes, and said with satisfaction as if he had won a treasure: "This is it!" How can this meal tonight be without wine! ”

Beer?

Is she looking for a beer?

Song Bingjue frowned slightly. As soon as they grasped her hand, the two held small hands, and the beer between them conveyed a soaking coldness to the two.

"Don't drink, drinking hurts."

Song Bingjue moved to take away the beer in her hand, but the woman kept holding it tightly, her little face was red and her eyes were lingering, and before she could drink it, she was already drunk.

"No, I'm going to drink! If you are happy today, you have to drink if you are happy. ”

seemed to be ordinary words, but Song Bingjue smelled an obvious strangeness from them.

In the moment when he was distracted, Mu Wanye snatched the beer from his hand, and by the way, he moved the remaining beers in the refrigerator to the table.

Be the first to open a can, raise your head and take a big sip.

"Shhhh

The spicy and pungent taste of beer came up, and Mu Wan'an, who rarely drank alcohol, couldn't bear the stimulation for a while, and smashed his mouth and stuck out his little tongue.

This playful and cute appearance fell in Song Bingjue's eyes, which was very tempting.

I know she must be a very rare drinker. A chuckle appeared on Song Bingjue's always indifferent face, "If you don't know how to drink, don't force it." ”

As he spoke, he took the beer in Mu Wan's hand, tilted his head, and rolled his sexy Adam's apple up and down a few times, and when he put the beer can down, most of the liquid in it was gone.

Mu Wan'an looked at Song Bingjue in a daze, and put his mouth on the place where he had just drunk......

Wouldn't he?

"Didn't you say you wanted to drink?" Song Bingjue opened a new can cleanly and put it in front of Mu Goodnight.

The eye is drawn to the beer.

"Okay, drink!" Mu Wanye said with a smile, picked up the beer and faced Song Bingjue.

The man understood, and raised the beer can to clink glasses with her.

After three rounds of drinking, Mu Wan's little face was flushed, his black eyes as bright as stars were covered with a layer of slightly drunken wine, and his delicate lips were crystal clear after being infected by the wine, and people couldn't help but want to choose.

"Song Bingjue......" Mu Wanyi raised his wine glass, and fell unsteadily on Song Bingjue's shoulder.

She didn't leave immediately, but leaned on it and gently rubbed the man's shoulder like a coquettish little beast.

A numb electric current flowed from his shoulder, and Song Bingjue's sober mind was instantly captured and shrouded in a haze.

"Huh?" He turned around, but his gaze was unexpectedly fixed on the woman's slightly open red lips.

The delicate pink lips opened and closed slightly with Mu Wan's breathing, as if they were sending a fatal invitation to the man.

The man's long-suppressed emotions and reason suddenly collapsed, looking straight at the woman's charming little face, getting closer and shortening the distance between the two.

The thin lips that seemed like fire met the cold red lips, and the man's wolf-like desire could no longer be controlled, and he began to ask the woman fiercely, and continued to go deeper.

Mu Wanye, who had lived a cold husband and wife life for three years, was burned by Song Bingjue's hot enthusiasm, she didn't understand what was wrong with herself, and whispered strangely.

What I didn't expect to come out of it was a moaning of charm and temptation.

This aroused the lust of men even more.

The restless hand caressed the woman's back and began to move through the thin clothing.

"Bang-"

Just when the two were in a deep love affair and were about to go deep into the next step, a loud bang separated the people who hugged each other.

Mu Wan'an was passively frightened, and shrunk back in the chair with round eyes and a frightened expression.

Song Bingjue hugged the woman comfortingly, and his dissatisfied eyes fell on Song Xiaosi.

It turned out that Song Xiaosi, who was eating quietly on the side, dropped the bowl for some reason, which made a movement and startled Mu Goodnight.

"Xiao Si." Song Bingjue looked at the child and motioned for him to go upstairs by himself after he was full.

But Song Xiaosi didn't look at Song Bingjue, jumped off the seat, came to Mu Wanye's side, and hugged her who was huddled on the chair after being drunk.

Mu Wan'an still remembers Song Xiaosi, looking at the child's innocent and cute face, he smiled stupidly, and pouted and was about to kiss him.

Song Bingjue picked up the child: "It's not early, you have to take a bath and get ready to sleep!" ”

Song Xiaosi didn't follow, pulling the corner of Mu Goodnight's clothes and refusing to let go.

But Mu Wan'an was groggy, and his consciousness had been eroded by alcohol, so how could he take care of Song Xiaosi's feelings.

She also smirked, touched Xiao Si's face, and shook her hand at him.

Helplessly, even Mu Goodnight didn't plan to keep him, Song Xiaosi could only be taken away by Song Bingjue and carried upstairs to Uncle Li.

When I came back, I saw Mu Wannight holding a beer can, drinking it in small sips.

Thinking that Mu Wan'an was now drunk, a look that he would not normally see, the man did not stop her, but also picked up the beer and toasted to her.

"Song, Song Bingjue!" Mu Wan's night burped, and his little face became more and more red, "You know, I'm happy today!" I'm in a good mood today, very good! ”

"Why are you in such a good mood?" The man followed her words, but he was scooping food and vegetables for her, worried that she would drink too much wine and her stomach would not be able to stand it if she didn't eat some food.

"Because I don't have cancer! I don't have cancer! ”

In the last sentence, Mu Wannight stood on the chair and shouted loudly.

"What?" Song Bingjue heard what Mu Wan'an said, put the bowl down, and looked at her with a frown.

"Didn't you hear clearly? I didn't have cancer, the doctor made a mistake, and I was scared in vain! Mu Wannight was half a cut taller than Song Bingjue in the chair, and she was worried that Song Bingjue would not hear clearly, so she could bend down and shout loudly into his ear.

Song Bingjue did not loosen his tightly locked brows because of Mu Goodnight's words.

"Why didn't you tell me you had cancer? You've been hiding from me for so long? "The man grabbed the woman's wrist.

When he spoke, his face was gloomy that he couldn't control.

"Oops, you hurt me!" Mu Wan'an pursed his mouth like a child, complaining dissatisfiedly about Song Bingjue's rudeness.

Only then did he realize that he didn't check for a while, and his strength was too great, so he quickly let go of it.

"It didn't take long for me to find out that I had cancer when I came out of the Xu family." Because he knew that this was an oolong, Mu Goodnight could say things calmly, with a nonchalant tone like no one.

"It's okay now, and when I returned to the doctor, I told him exactly that there was something wrong with my work."

She doesn't care, she doesn't care, but someone cares, someone cares!

As long as Song Bingjue thought of Mu Wan'an hiding that he had cancer, his heart was about to stop beating.

Slowly, uneasiness and hesitation filled all of his heart.

At the same time, he also realized that the woman Mu Wannight had invisibly occupied such a huge part of his heart.

"Late, late!"

The man whispered the woman's name.

Before Mu Wan'an could react, he was hugged from the chair by the man and held him firmly in his arms.

"Song Bingjue?" Mu Wan'an muttered.

was tightly clamped by the man, and he couldn't help but move his body to change his position.

"Don't move." The man's muffled voice came from the socket of her neck.

The hot and humid breath sprayed on her sensitive neck, and she shrunk her neck uncomfortably.

"Late, no matter what happens to you in the future, don't bear it alone! You still have me! Song Bingjue said emotionally.

Although he knew that the woman was still drunk, he was still afraid that he would scare her by moving too fast, so he added: "And Xiao Si!" We are now a family, you have something, we don't want you to hide it from us, in the same way, we have something, you definitely don't want us to hide it from you! ”

After speaking, the man let go of Mu Goodnight, and looked at her with a look of understanding or not, very cute.

I couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek.

"Oops, it hurts if you pinch it!" Mu Wan'an took a step back, dodged Song Bingjue's evil hand, and pouted and complained dissatisfiedly.

The soft words, the coquettish expression, and the fresh fragrance that emanated from her body that always seduced herself, Song Bingjue was stunned.

When he reacted, Mu Wannight had already been held in his arms and forced to tilt his head to bear his unstoppable deep kiss.

Lips and teeth blended, Song Bingjue enjoyed the seductive youth of the little woman in his arms.

When Mu Wan'an was about to lose his breath, Song Bingjue let go of the person unsatisfied, but his big hand was still firmly wrapped around the woman's waist.

Two long kisses full of domineering atmosphere in succession, Mu Goodnight's red lips were ravaged and swollen, and people with a discerning eye knew at a glance that they had just been loved.

But she didn't have a mirror, and her experience was almost zero.

covered his mouth blankly, refusing to let Song Bingjue get close to him.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Goodnight's sudden action made him a little confused.

"It's all you, you bad guy!" Mu Wan'an said coquettishly.

"What's wrong with me?" Song Bingjue is rarely dull.

"It's all your fault! My mouth hurts so much right now! ”

As he spoke, Mu Wan'an put his hand down.