Chapter 554: I drank too much wine, and I wanted to go to the toilet

Although there was a lot of wine in that jar, he drank it without hurrying or slow, and did not spill a drop at all, on the other hand, in order to win him, he drank too quickly, spilled a lot of wine, and lost the consequence of quick success.

Wu Hongming was a little unhappy, but he had to be convinced.

He likes to drink and has always respected people who drink well.

This emperor, he originally looked a little unpleasant, but after drinking this wine, he had to change his mind.

This emperor is okay!

Thinking about it, he gave Lu Liang a thumbs up, "Weiwei has a good eyesight, and he is a blessed person." ”

Lu Liang heard this, glanced at the dragon martingale, saw him look over, pursed his lips and smiled, retracted his gaze, picked up the teacup on the table, and said to Wu Hongming: "Borrow Uncle Wu's auspicious words, I will replace the wine with tea, and I will toast you again." ”

Wu Hongming also hurriedly brought a cup of tea, "It's too polite." ”

After Ling Lihua saw him finish drinking tea, she frowned and explained, "I see that you have drunk a lot, go and rest for a while." ”

When Wu Hongming heard this, his cold and hard facial features softened in an instant, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

When Ling Lihua heard this, she was a little helpless, "That's a lot of trouble for me, anyway, your body is your own." ”

Wu Hongming raised his hands to compromise, "Okay, I know, don't be angry, I'll go and rest for a while." With that, he stood up and said to Lu Liangwei and Lu Tingchen, "Don't rush back, accompany your mother more, my uncle is a little too strong to drink, so I will lose my company first." ”

Lu Liangwei and Lu Tingchen also stood up and said to him, "Uncle Wu will go and rest first, don't worry about us." ”

Wu Hongming nodded and entered the room on the side.

Lu Liangwei and Lu Tingchen glanced at each other and sat down silently.

The relationship between my mother and Uncle Wu doesn't seem to be simple.

Thinking of the father who missed his mother at home, the brother and sister both had a headache.

"What's wrong with you guys, how did you suddenly turn into a gourd with a saw-mouthed mouth?" Ling Lihua glanced at the two of them in confusion.

Lu Liangwei looked at his mother's picturesque eyebrows, and stopped talking a little.

"Say whatever you want, don't have any scruples." Ling Lihua saw it and said helplessly.

The old beggar saw the reaction of the brother and sister in his eyes, and combined with Wu Hongming, who had just walked away, he vaguely understood something in his heart, but he didn't break it, he just said: "Come on, the food is going to be cold, everyone eat more." ”

"Okay, thank you, senior." Lu Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and took the initiative to clip a chopstick dish to Ling Lihua, "Mother, eat more." ”

Ling Lihua's heart warmed, and she was successfully diverted, "Okay, eat more Weiwei." ”

Lu Liang smiled, turned around and sandwiched some dishes for the dragon martingale.

"The emperor also eats some, you were patronizing and drinking just now."

Looking at the girl's considerate appearance, Long Ying's eyebrows softened, and he nodded with a smile, "Okay." After eating, he suddenly stood up.

Lu Liang saw it slightly, and hurriedly took his hand, "What's wrong?" ”

Long Ying glanced at her deeply, suddenly leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "I drank too much, I want to go to the toilet." ”

When Lu Liang heard this, his face turned red, and he hurriedly let go of his hand, pointed in a direction, and whispered, "There." ”

The dragon martingale chuckled, resisting the urge to pinch her face, and walked in the direction she was pointing.

Looking at the direction he was going, Lu Liang was slightly embarrassed.

After Lu Tingchen finished eating the last piece of venison, he couldn't help but wonder when he saw Lu Liang's face blushing slightly, "Weiwei, why is your face so red?" ”

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ps: Dragon Marting: Do you want to go and see it together?

Lu Liang shook his head slightly: No, I don't want to have a needle's eye.

Readers: The emperor is clearly an old rascal~