In the Drunken Immortal Building, they were sitting in the box.

The fine sandalwood burned, and a beam of light came in from the window, which shone right on the incense burner.

Time passed little by little, the sky gradually darkened, Yue Xingchen and Ye Yuyou were still at home, when the matter was finished, they stood up, looked at a few of them, and said: "Let's get here here today, it's not too early, I'll go back first." ”

When Song Zecheng heard this, he said with a smile on his face, and said playfully: "I haven't heard you think it's late before, but now that you have a little girl at home, don't you can't wait to go back and ignore our brothers." ”

When he said this, his face was still sad, and he really looked like he had been bullied.

Yue Xingchen knew that he was joking, but he still couldn't help glaring at him, "If you really want to start a family, I might as well talk to my uncle and ask him to find you well." ”

"Come on, big brother, I was wrong." When Song Zecheng heard this, he immediately wilted.

And Xiao Jingfeng, who was sitting on the side, was not happy, "You said that the third is the boss, then let me ask you, what should you call me." ”

Song Zecheng complained in his heart, but he still had a flattering smile on his face, "Big brothers, the little ones really know that they are wrong, please let them go!" ”

"I really can't speak."

What he said was half-joking, but it made the atmosphere more lively, but Yue Xingchen didn't pay much attention to it, and directly pushed the door open and left.

There were only a few of them sitting there in the house, especially He Qiuyi, her face was not very good, and when she thought of Ye Yuyou, her heart felt an inexplicable pain.

If it weren't for Ye Yuyou...... She's with Yue Xingchen now, right?

But there are some things, it's impossible to say in the end, fate is such a thing, sometimes, together, it's together, no one can force it.

It is said that there is a heart between flesh and blood, and this is not false at all, He Yu looked at He Qiuyi who was sitting there, and subconsciously asked: "Sister, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad?" ”

He Qiuyi shook his head, "Maybe I didn't have a good rest last night." ”

"If you haven't rested well, go back to bed early." Xiao Jinfeng, as the boss, spoke at this time, "After all, it's not too early." ”

But even if He Qiuyi can hide it from others, he can't hide it from Song Zecheng's eyes.

How could he not see why He Qiuyi was unhappy, poured himself another glass of wine, and said, "Our brothers haven't had a good drink yet!" ”

"Didn't you drink enough last night?" He Qiuyi glanced at Song Zecheng and couldn't help answering.

"As the saying goes, there's not too much good wine!" Song Zecheng didn't care much, just looked at He Qiuyi with a smile in his eyes, "Do you want the two of us to have another drink to commemorate the great disaster last night." ”

"Do you still want to say that if you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing?" The corners of He Qiuyi's mouth twitched, looking at his hanging-up appearance, and secretly said in his heart: Just like him, marrying a wife in the future is a matter of everything!

Thinking of this, her heart tightened suddenly, did she think a little too much?

Then he shook his head again, and threw all these things behind him.

"You're not wrong at all." Song Zecheng was still immersed in sadness and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't see He Qiuyi's complicated expression in a flash.

He filled He Qiuyi with another glass of wine, but was stopped by He Yu, "I'm still sitting here as an elder brother, are you looking for a fight!" ”

As he spoke, he glared at Song Zecheng again.

Song Zecheng subconsciously spoke, "How dare I, if He Qiuyi doesn't drink it, then I will drink it myself, I will punish myself for three cups first, I said the wrong thing just now." ”

As he spoke, he literally drank three glasses of wine in one go.

He Qiuyi thought about those things, especially the scene between Ye Yuyou and Yue Xingchen, her heart became more and more uncomfortable, and she subconsciously said: "Come on, accompany me to have a few more drinks, let's not get drunk and go home!" ”

The corners of He Yu's mouth twitched, he didn't expect that his sister was really on the road!

wanted to stop it, but saw He Qiuyi pouring himself wine vigorously, and then poured it into his mouth, He Yu suddenly didn't know what to do, as if after his sister came back this time, something had changed, but as for what had changed, he couldn't say.

He Yu originally wanted to say something, but was stopped by Xiao Jinfeng, he shook his head, and said softly: "I see that the two of them are in a bad mood, Song Zecheng is a person who understands proportion, don't interfere, maybe you can coax her!" ”

Both of them were happy to see Song Zecheng and He Qiuyi together.

is here, He Yu, who is an elder brother, why doesn't he want his sister to find a good home? Song Zecheng is his brother, who naturally knows the roots, and he was not easy to be bullied in the past.

Thinking like this, he also put his mind at ease, patted Song Zecheng on the shoulder, and then said to Xiao Jinfeng: "Then let's go back first!" ”

After all, his old man still has to explain.

Xiao Jinfeng nodded and agreed, He Qiuyi is usually not drunk, I don't know why, I was a little drunk without a few drinks this time.

When she raised her head, she saw the two of them leaving, and said angrily: "My brother, who has no conscience, doesn't care about me now." ”

When he said this, He Qiuyi didn't know why, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable, but this made Song Zecheng's heart tighten, he pursed his lips, looked at He Qiuyi with an affectionate face, and leaned closer to her again.

"Isn't there still me!" He thought to himself that it would be great if he could cook raw rice tonight......

But after all, he just had the courage to think about it, and Song Zecheng also knew that He Qiuyi had always had someone in his heart.

Thinking of this, his heart was a little more melancholy.

But I heard He Qiuyi sneer, "You have it, you, these days, if any girl has taken a fancy to you, then I really want to burn high incense for her." ”

"I'm so dignified, you actually say that the girl is unlucky to take a fancy to me?" As soon as he heard this, Song Zecheng was not happy.

On weekdays, the two of them also like to quarrel, which He Qiuyi didn't care much about, just smiled, "Aren't I worried about your life's events?" ”

"If you're really worried, just take me." Song Zecheng subconsciously blurted out, his face was not red but his heart was pounding, and when he said this, he regretted it a little.

But He Qiuyi looked at Song Zecheng as if he didn't take it seriously, and was a little funny, "I see that you really drank too much today, I accepted you, don't you want to be a son-in-law." ”

She didn't take it seriously either, just joking.