Mu Xiaocheng really only cares about eating.

Of course, she also knows that Ji Huaishen and her brother have been serving her vegetables.

It's normal for my brother to pick up vegetables for her, this is how she used to eat hot pot.

It is also normal for Ji Huaishen to pick up vegetables for her, and he also cooks for her when he is at home.

In fact, she knows that these two people don't like hot pot very much, so if they like to clip, let them sandwich.

Anyway, she wasn't the one starving.

However, looking at the more and more meat piled up in the bowl, Mu Xiaocheng couldn't help but raise his eyes with his hand holding chopsticks.

Some helplessly said, "I can't eat so much." ”

Ji Huaishen, who was still scalding the duck intestines, suddenly loosened his strength, and the duck intestines, which were originally sandwiched between the chopsticks, slipped and fell into the pot.

Then, he looked at Mu Xiaocheng, and his voice was gentle and pleasant: "Then I'll help you eat, huh?" ”

Hearing his words, Meng Xunqian frowned, and put the chopsticks in his hand at will.

There was a "pop", the sound was not loud, but the four people at the table could hear it.

Mu Xiaocheng shook his head and said, "I'd better eat it myself, I should be able to barely finish it." ”

Let Ji Huaishen help her eat? My brother and sister Qianyu are here, it's embarrassing.

Besides, the relationship between her and Ji Huaishen doesn't seem to be good to this extent!

Hearing Mu Xiaocheng's refusal, Big Brother Ji's face turned a little colder.

Little guy, why are you so unbelievable today?

At this time, Meng Xunqian's voice suddenly came, and the warm voice in the past was more tough: "Does Mr. Ji drink?" ”

Drinking, drinking?

Mu Xiaocheng's eyes widened and looked at Meng Xunqian.

My brother doesn't drink much on weekdays.

Because he is a doctor, he is the backbone of the department, and he must keep a clear head at all times, especially on weekdays.

So it's almost a drop of alcohol.

Why do you suddenly talk about drinking?

Ji Huai hooked his lips deeply, called the waiter, and opened a few bottles of wine.

White.

The two of them each poured a glass.

Ji Huaishen raised his glass, with a playful smile in his eyes: "I'll do it first as respect, Meng Dashao is casual." ”

Meng Xunqian wants to drink with him?

In the past few years of rolling in the shopping mall, although his alcohol consumption is not the best, he is still confident when he drinks Meng Xunqian.

Meng Xunqian was not ambiguous, picked up the wine in front of him and drank it.

The hot liquor burned his throat, and he couldn't help but frown.

Mu Xiaocheng and Xia Qianyu watched the two of them drink liquor so directly, and they couldn't help but swallow in fright.

Xia Qianyu gave Mu Xiaocheng a look, beckoned, and Mu Xiaocheng listened to him.

She whispered, "You don't persuade? ”

Do you still have to drink it like this?

Mu Xiaocheng moved her lips and was about to speak, but Meng Xunqian's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Meng Xunqian took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button.

Not knowing what the other party said, he frowned, and then hung up the phone.

He looked at Mu Xiaocheng, and his tone was full of apologies: "Orange Orange, there is a patient in the hospital who needs me to go back to deal with it, I have to ......"

"There you go. The patient matters. ”

My brother has always been a good doctor, and it is his mission to treat patients and save people.

Meng Xunqian stood up and took a deep look at the man opposite.

He said in a deep voice, "Let's continue next time." ”

After that, pick up your coat and go.

Xia Qianyu hurriedly got up, picked up his bag and said, "He can't drive after drinking, I'll send him." ”

After saying that, he trotted and followed.

After the two left, Mu Xiaocheng's gaze returned to Ji Huaishen: "Mr. Ji, you have a good amount of alcohol?" ”

Ji Huaishen raised his eyebrows, what he said......

It sounds like a teacher asking for sin.

This book is still PK, and there has been PK recently! Can you vote for me to send candy?

Truth be told, I wrote this book with a bit of a desire to fall in love.

So here's the point: it will be sweeter later.

(End of chapter)