Chapter 269 (Since it's irrelevant, why meet again?) ）

Lan Chengzhe glanced at him lazily, took the wine glass in his hand and said, "Where have you been?" ”. Flying Chinese Network

"Out for a while, what's wrong with you?" Looking at his somewhat ugly face and the way he drank heavily, Murong Jin was a little worried.

"Nothing." Lan Chengzhe shook his head, "Do you have anything else?" He asked.

"This ......" Murong Jin glanced around, there was nothing important anymore, if he wanted to, he could go. Nothing, how? ”

"Then come with me to a bar!" After Lan Chengzhe drank the cup in his hand, he put it down and said.

"Still drinking?" Murong Jin locked his eyebrows and looked at the few empty wine glasses placed next to him.

"Let's go!" Lan Chengzhe smiled and wrapped his arms around his neck, a breath of alcohol directly "forced" Murong Jin, and his pace was no longer steady, staggering as if he would fall down at any time.

"Be careful." Murong Jin stretched out his hand to support him and looked at his drunken face: "Okay, let's go out first." Although he didn't know what had happened to him, he wasn't in the mood to stay any longer at the moment.

Outside the banquet hall, Lucky was still angry outside the door, and when he saw Murong Jin and Lan Chengzhe coming out shoulder to shoulder, he couldn't help but look at them in a daze.

Murong Jin didn't ignore her, and helped Lan Chengzhe to herself: "I'll give you a hotel, right?" ”

"No, let's go have two more drinks, by the way, why don't we go to your room!" Lan Chengzhe said with a smile, already a little drunk. Raised his hand and touched Murong Jin's face and said, "Jin, your face is getting more and more slippery!"

"Don't make a fuss!" Murong Jin reluctantly beat him off, fortunately there were no reporters around, otherwise he would really be treated as gay. Lan Chengzhe smiled evilly, but there was irrepressible pain in his eyes behind the smile.

Murong Jin glanced at him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, go to my room and drink." "It's better than going to a bar, lest he have to carry him back again.

"Good!" Lan Chengzhe readily agreed.

“g…… gay!” When he was about to reach the exit gate, Murong Jin heard a woman behind him screaming. He had to roll his eyes, but Lan Chengzhe, who was half-drunk and half-awake beside him, smiled with a 'treacherous' face.

Back at the hotel, Lan Chengzhe went straight to Murong Jin's room wine cabinet, then took out two bottles of high-quality wine from it and shook it in his hand and said, "Left hand or right hand?" ”

"Whatever you want." Murong Jin took off his coat and said.

"Ok, together!" Lan Chengzhe finally decided, and quickly opened it, and took out two cups and filled them up.

"Here, cheers!" He brought a cup to him, stuffed one to him, and quickly touched it to drink. "Cheng Zhe!" Murong Jin held his hand.

"Leave me alone." Lan Chengzhe glanced at him, and the churning pain in his chest was unbearable.

"Okay, let's finish this first, and then I'll hear you out." Murong Jin withdrew his hand and watched him drink a glass of wine with his head up, then took a sip of his own and sat down at the end of the bed. And Lan Chengzhe let out a long breath, and the spicy taste suppressed the pain.

"Who is she?" Murong Jin looked at him and asked.

"Who?" He asked, then went back to the wine cabinet and poured another glass.

Murong Jin walked up, put down his cup and snatched the wine bottle and his wine glass: "Since you drink mine, you should answer the question obediently!"

Lan Chengzhe looked at him, with a funny smile on his face, took back the wine glass and walked to the sofa next to him and sat down. "Nothing, a friend."

"Girlfriend?" Murong Jin picked up his cup and walked over and sat down.

"No, just friends." Lan Chengzhe shook his head and continued to drink.

Murong Jin looked at his gloomy expression and knew that things were not so simple. But if he didn't want to say it, why did he 'force' him?

"Okay." Murong Jin put his cup on the coffee table, "Then you drink it yourself, I'll take a shower first." He got up and looked at the man who had finished another drink.

"Good! Go by yourself, I'm not going to accompany you!" Lan Chengzhe did not change his cynical attitude and nodded.

Murong Jin glanced at him coldly, pulled off his tie and walked to the bathroom.

Lan Chengzhe glanced at the figure he entered, and his eyes were fixed on his wine glass again.

"It's not about you!" Her words were so clear that they pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

"Since it's not related, why show up!" He grabbed his glass, and finally took the bottle from the wine cabinet and drank it directly!

By the time Murong Jin came out after washing, he had already drained both bottles of wine and was tilting his head on his brown sofa. Tightly locked eyebrows, worried face.

Murong Jin exhaled helplessly, walked up and took the wine bottle he was still holding in his hand, and casually took a blanket to cover him.

Fortunately, the baby is not here, otherwise I must have worried about death.

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After more than half a month of rest, Sun Jieyu finally removed the plaster on Mo Xianan's hands and feet, and his hands and feet were relieved after liberation, making him feel extremely light.

But he can't move anymore, he has to walk with crutches, and he can't hold things with his hands, so he can only do some light rehabilitation.

On the weekend, the baby brought his two sons to visit him and helped him with rehabilitation training by the way.

At this moment, she was holding him by the hand and practicing walking in the room.

"Xia Nan, be careful!" On the side, Du Xuan watched worriedly as Mo Xianan walked with difficulty in slippers. His hands clutched the baby's hand, her hand was soft and warm, but it made him break out in a cold sweat.

"It's fine." He said indifferently, his feet were not as painful as he imagined, but a little stiff.

Du Xuan looked at the baby in front of him again; "Baby, are you tired? If you're tired, take a break with Xia Nan, right? ”

"Auntie, it's okay, you can sit and rest!" The baby glanced at her, and then looked at Mo Xianan's serious expression and smiled. However, Du Xuan didn't have such a relaxed mood, looking at Mo Xianan's slightly shaky figure in a hospital gown, his heart was always tugged up. Whispered: "It's all my fault, an old bone can't help anything!" I can only watch from the sidelines and worry.

"Auntie, I'm fine, you can rest, don't worry." Mo Xianan looked at her anxiously worried look and said. When his eyes were in front of him, he couldn't help but clench his baby's hand.

With her, where would he feel pain.

"What to see, go seriously." Sensing his gaze, the baby lowered his head and snorted.

"Okay." He replied with a smile, but as soon as he hurt his foot, the piercing pain suddenly made him tremble and pounce on him. "What's wrong?" The baby hurriedly stabilized him, and saw him gasping for breath and cold sweat on his forehead, and said worriedly: "Does it hurt?" Did it hurt? ”

"Xia Nan! Xia Nan!" Du Xuan also hurriedly stepped forward; "How's it going? Xia Nan. ”

"No, it's okay, I'm overdoing it a little." Mo Xianan breathed a sigh of relief, and the pain had disappeared a lot.

"Daddy, don't force it, if you faint again, I can't guarantee that I'll wake you up again!" Bei Bei and Bao sat on the sofa together to watch them, Bei Bei was holding a big bag of potato chips and stuffed her mouth, and she couldn't even speak.

And the baby is holding the snow and using his unique way of eating, clicking...... He looked at them with a pair of big watery eyes.

. Flying Chinese Network

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