"Ling Zhi, why?" Mu Qingqing muttered in pain, then raised the wine jug and poured it into his mouth, tears fell from his eyes, "Why?" ”

"Why did she marry that slut, you say? Why? Mu Qingqing came to Zichen and said with a drunken attitude.

Zichen sat calmly and ignored it.

"A man's promise is a piece of! Haha......"

"......" Zichen rubbed Zichen's forehead, looking at the woman who was obviously drunk, or unwilling to wake up.

The reason why she came up was because of her good impression of this woman.

Whether it was from the fact that she helped herself before, or from her character, she had a good impression of this woman.

How many people have been harmed by the word love, and how many people can see through it?

Who can get out of it unharmed?

Fragmented and bruised, it is a portrayal of love.

Misunderstanding, being misunderstood, constitutes the whole of love, how many sweet couples have been dismembered?

However, how many people jumped in without hesitation, knowing that they would be injured.

glanced at Mu Qingqing, she knew at a glance that she was a free and easy girl, but after all, she couldn't escape a love word?

"Sister......" Xiao Fengchen's call woke up Zichen, and a thought, Xiao Fengchen appeared in the room.

Zichen picked up Xiao Fengchen, put it on his lap, and rubbed his little head, "Xiao Fengchen, what's the matter, does it still hurt?" ”

A big smile bloomed on Xiao Fengchen's face, and he shook his head, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Zichen rubbed it lovingly, every time Xiao Fengchen had a headache, she was clear, she was panicking, not only for Xiao Fengchen's headache for no reason, but also a kind of conscious panic, she felt that she shouldn't be good to Xiao Fengchen, Xiao Fengchen was too weird, but she couldn't control it.

She panicked at this uncontrollable feeling of herself.

When his eyes touched Xiao Fengchen, his little face wrinkled, looking at Mu Qingqing, who was getting drunk, an ignorant look appeared in his eyes, and he raised his head, "Brother, what's wrong with this sister?" ”

Zichen glanced at Mu Qingqing, "My sister is in a bad mood." ”

"Oh." Xiao Fengchen nodded seriously.

"Sister, can Xiao Fengchen drink?" Xiao Fengchen looked at the wine held in Mu Qingqing's hand with a salivating face, and the air was filled with like, stimulating his nerves, wanting to, wanting to drink.

Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Xiao Fengchen wants to drink?" ”

"Brother, is that okay?" Xiao Fengchen looked at Zichen pitifully, and then looked at the wine in Mu Qingqing's hand, looking thirsty.

Zichen rubbed Xiao Fengchen's little head, she couldn't help but be stunned, she seemed to like rubbing Xiao Fengchen's head very much, and when she saw the other party's crying touch, her heart suddenly softened.

She has always known that Xiao Fengchen is not an ordinary child, and she is not afraid of what will happen to this wine.

A wine glass and a white jade wine jug appeared out of thin air in his hand. The right hand is slightly tilted, and the permeable wine slowly enters the wine glass held in the left hand, and the whole room is filled with a fragrant fragrance.

There is the fragrant aroma of fruit, there is a strong aroma of wine, just look at it, Xiao Fengchen is a little ready to move.

Looking at the longing on Xiao Fengchen's little face, the smile in Zichen's eyes deepened, and he handed the wine to Xiao Fengchen.

Xiao Fengchen took the wine and said sweetly, "Sister is so good!" After speaking, he also kissed Zichen on the face, lowered his little face, and the whole person seemed to be attracted by the wine, but Zichen didn't see it, that little face was like a stolen kitten.

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