"Qinqin."

"Huh?" Lin Qin was rearranging the haphazard wine bottles.

More than a dozen empty bottles were placed on the side, and the unopened ones were placed between the two of them.

"Qinqin."

Lin Qin maintained the movement of leaning forward, turning his head to look at him, his usually sober and bright eyes showing a unique lazy demeanor after being slightly drunk.

Yan Shang was stared at by her, the corners of his mouth raised, and he called her again: "Qinqin." ”

"What's wrong?" She bent her long legs, her chin resting on her knees, and tilted her head to look over.

"It's fine." Yan Shang put down the wine glass and stretched out his arm to rub the top of her hair.

So what do you keep telling me to do?

Lin Qin blinked a little dazedly, and before he realized that he was already drunk, he picked up the cup and took two more sips.

Yan Shang was accurately hit in the heart by her particularly painful eyes, and he couldn't wait to take the little girl directly into his arms.

Alcohol has always been able to easily amplify the truest desires.

It's a pity that he drinks so much that he is afraid of scaring Lin Qin, so he has to find a topic to divert his attention.

"The results are out in more than half a month, have you ever thought about which school you want to go to? Imperial University or Kyokyo University? ”

Lin Qin took a small sip of the sweet fruit wine, as if he was moistening his lips with wine, and raised his head after listening to his words.

"Uncle Yan, are you a graduate of Imperial Capital University?"

Yan Shang nodded, took the bottle she was drinking, and poured the remaining half into his cup.

Lin Qin was stunned for a moment while holding the cup, and asked, "What major is more interesting in Imperial Capital University?" ”

"Depends on what you're interested in." Yan Shang smiled, thinking that he had just entered college and had nothing to do, and ran to other departments all day to listen to lectures.

He suggested: "You can choose one you like first, and go to other colleges and universities to audit in your spare time, according to your learning ability, it is not difficult to change majors." ”

"Oh." Lin Qin thought thoughtfully, "I don't want to change majors." ”

"Why? Feeling troublesome? ”

"Well, a waste of time."

"Don't have a major you'd like to study?"

"No, I don't."

"No... Right? Yan Shang took the initiative to clink glasses, "What do you say?" ”

"Just... It feels so simple, and I can't get interested. Lin Qin finished drinking the wine in the cup and reached out to take the bottle that had been placed on the table just now, only to find that it had been emptied by Yan Shang, so he grabbed a bottle from the ground and prepared to open it.

Yan Shang took a step ahead of her and held down the bottle opener, "Qinqin, is it okay not to drink today?" ”

"It's not good, you said you were going to drink it." Lin Qin refused, unconsciously pouting in opposition.

The common expressions of ordinary little girls rarely appeared on her face, and Yan Shang's hand suddenly couldn't hold it down.

"Open it for you, open it for you."

"Then uncle will pour you a drink?"

"Why do you want to pour it?" I didn't let her drink just now.

Yan Shang smiled and pulled the table back, sat closer next to Lin Qin, and coaxed: "I'm afraid I won't be able to drink you, so I'll secretly pour you more, okay?" ”

Lin Qin didn't realize that he had drunk too much, so he nodded quite seriously: "Pour it full for me." ”

"Okay, good, fill it for you." Yan Shang pursed his lips and smiled, looked up after pouring the wine to regain his composure, and asked her, "Have you ever drunk before?" ”

"Drunk." Lin Qin was in a slightly drunk state just now, and he drank a glass in a few sips a little excitedly.

"How long ago?" While chatting with her, Yan Shang quietly moved the wine bottle on the ground to a distance and covered it with his body.

"Three years ago." Lin Qin put down the cup and looked at him seriously: "If you want to, you have to drink it too." ”

“……”

"Drink, drink, drink with you."

"Hmm!"

The more Lin Qin drank, the more he got high, and he even felt that he was a little addicted to this feeling of being anesthetized by the brain and not having to think.

It may be that people want what they lack.

For example, if her brain spins fast, she will want to rest and let her brain be idle.

Today, I realized that drinking alcohol is a very quick way.

"Qinqin?" The two drank more than twenty bottles, and Lin Qin's alcohol consumption was much better than Yan Shang expected, and even he was a little drunk.

Lin Qin's cheeks were obviously flushed, and his eyes were blurred and he raised his eyelids to stare at him: "Uncle Yan? ”

"Why do you keep calling Uncle Yan?" Yan Shang asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Lin Qin didn't understand.

"Why don't you just call Uncle and add your last name?" He selfishly wanted to bring him closer, even if it was just a trivial title.

"Because..."Lin Qin stretched out his tail tone, as if thinking, "Your surname is Yan." ”

Yan Shang was stunned, leaned closer with the wine, leaned against her shoulders, and tilted his head to ask from Lin Qin's movements.

"Then will you remove your last name in the future?"

Lin Qin glanced at his strong arm with his residual vision, "Why?" ”

"There's no why, I don't want you to be so rusty."

"Oh."

Yan Shang seemed to smell the aroma of the little girl, and the smell mixed with fruit wine was particularly tricky.

He didn't dare to turn his head, looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window and said, "Qinqin." ”

"Huh? What's wrong? Lin Qin answered casually, although he was so drunk that he was already swaying from time to time, he still pried open the cap of the bottle in his hand.

Yan Shang heard the voice, pursed his lips and didn't stop her, his eyes still fell on the night scene outside the window.

People are most likely to ruminate when they are drunk, and so is he.

Two voices appeared in his mind, one said soberly and restrainedly that feelings and likes were his own business, and he couldn't let the little girl be affected and burdened, so he kept persuading himself to wait for the opportunity, wait until the relationship with the little girl was deeper, and wait for Lin Qin to become more accustomed to his company before expressing.

Another voice said that Lin Qin was drunk, even if he said his mind, it was not certain whether he remembered it after waking up, so why not gamble?

"Strict... Uncle. Lin Qin suddenly grabbed his arm, his whole palm was attached to the strong biceps, and his five fingers were closed and pinched twice.

"Qinqin?!" Yan Shang straightened up sharply and looked over in disbelief.

Lin Qin completely gave up thinking and observation, and accused him vaguely: "You ignore me and don't drink." ”

After saying that, he put the glass directly on the carpet and leaned over in front of him to take the wine bottle that had been moved outside.

Yan Shang's whole body froze in place, and his legs sitting cross-legged didn't dare to move, "Qinqin, you get up first, first, and my uncle will bring it to you." ”

"Oh." Lin Qin didn't find the right direction a few times, withdrew his hand and groped a few times, holding his knees and preparing to sit up.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, he was rushed to his head by the stamina, and his center of gravity tilted unsteadily to the ground.

"Qinqin!" Yan Shang quickly grabbed her arm and fished people over.

"Huh?" Lin Qin's eyelids were heavy, and he was even more dizzy when he shook it left and right twice, so he simply followed his strength and planted it directly.

Knock, knock.

Yan Shang's alcohol was all gone, and he could even hear his heartbeat clearly.

The skin that came into contact with Lin Qin was extremely hot, and the muscles of his arms were tense and tight, for fear that he would not be able to hold it, he would rub the person into his arms.

He took a few deep breaths in succession before he dared to lower his head and speak tentatively: "Qinqin? ”

"......" Lin Qin heard it, and thought he had responded in a daze.

She was so drunk that she really didn't have the strength to open her eyes, and she couldn't move her body, so she could only hope that Uncle Yan could get a blanket for herself, so that she wouldn't catch a cold after sleeping on the ground all night.

Yan Shang closed his eyes heavily, and turned his gaze out of the window or corner or anywhere several times, his heart still beating uncontrollably.

Lin Qin seemed to hear an unusual sound, wrinkled his nose, and approached the source of the sound with the help of inertia.

The warm breath poured on Yan Shang's chest, and a pair of slender arms were wrapped around his waist.

The pounding heart seemed to stagnate for a moment.

…

"Qinqin? Are you—Are you still awake? ”

Yan Shang made another effort to adjust the heartbeat rate, and the arm propped up on the carpet tentatively lifted.

Lin Qin said "um" with his mind again, there were no thoughts left in his brain, and he was already close to falling asleep.

Yan Shang held his breath and didn't know how long he waited, before he carefully supported Lin Qin's shoulders, straightened his long numb legs below, and waited until his muscles returned to their natural nature, before he dared to move Lin Qin slightly, adjust her posture, and let the little girl lie flat on her thighs.

It was never his intention to get drunk with Lin Qin...

But Lin Qin is right, it's all here... No, I'm drunk...

It should be okay to let him take a few more looks... Right?

Yan Shang maintained a posture of hanging his head, his gaze swept over Lin Qin's cheeks inch by inch, almost greedily releasing the long-suppressed feelings in his gaze.

He had never known better than now that he was extremely unqualified and even a little despicable as an uncle.

But there has never been a moment more eager to express and pour out love than now, and to get positive feedback from Lin Qin.

Like two parallel lines of thought side by side, Yan Shang's heart churned, but in his movements, he picked up the little girl horizontally and slowly sent her into the bedroom.

He bent down to cover Lin Qin with the quilt, and kept his bent over for a long time.

In the end, he couldn't resist his selfish desires, and he dropped a kiss on Lin Qin's forehead.

Good night, Qinqin.

……

Lin Qin's consciousness woke up, and before he could open his eyes, there was a swelling pain in the entire brain area.

The swelling pain was mixed with the pain of the brain being torn.

Her brows furrowed, she turned over and changed to a side-lying position, hugging the quilt and curling up for a while before she recovered from the after-effects of her hangover.

How much did you drink last night?

Three years ago, it was also the summer vacation of Lin Qin's graduation from junior high school, and he often went to the boxing gym with his grandparents behind his back, and met some "brothers" who fell in love, and would drink some beer at night dinner parties and the like.

But few dared to persuade her to drink, and Lin Qin never drank it openly, just thinking that her own alcohol consumption was okay.

Judging the amount of alcohol can be regarded as the Waterloo of her life.

Lin Qin propped up the bed with his elbows, rubbed his forehead and shook it into the bathroom.

After taking a hot shower, my body seemed to be a little lighter, and my mood was not as irritable as when I just woke up.

She changed into loose-fitting clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

The living room and dining room were empty, and the door to the master bedroom was still closed.

A note was placed on the coffee table:

Qinqin, breakfast in the microwave, ding three minutes before eating.

If you want something fresh, call the front desk and the menu is right next to the phone.

I went to the company, came back before lunch, and sent a message to my uncle about what I wanted to eat.

Yan Shang.

Words are like people, and there is a sharp edge inside. Pretty.

Lin Qin walked into the restaurant with a note.

There was also a note on the dining table, to the effect that it was similar to the one in her hand, probably because Uncle Yan was worried that she hadn't seen it.

Lin Qin turned on the microwave oven and looked at his breakfast, and then heated up his meal, completely unexpectedly recalling the memory of last night's drunkenness.

But after waking up, Yan Shang, who was a little unsure of how to get along with her, sat in the conference room and thought that he didn't belong, listening carefully to the reports of his subordinates on the surface, but actually paying attention to his mobile phone at all times.

If the subordinates of the branch who were nervous to deal with him early in the morning knew the truth, they would have to point at them and scold them if they were deducted wages.

Isn't this pure love brain?

But they don't have a chance, Lu Wanjiang does.

Yan Shang's mobile phone, which had been waiting for a morning, finally lit up the screen and quickly clicked on the message.

Boundless: Lao Yan, you are not at home or in the company, where are you going to play with your eldest niece?

Boundless: It's still not a brother, you don't take me with you when you go out to play! Buddy also needs to travel to relax!

Yan Shang's eyes sank.

Yan: No, get out.

Beyond Boundaries: ...... You're so angry early in the morning?? The confession was rejected by the eldest niece? Or do you find that you can't do it with the little girl?

Boundless: It's not that I said, I haven't seen you so in love until now in kindergarten, and it's like you're missing something to my eldest niece. Take it out!

Yan: If you don't fall in love, you won't be able to get married in 12 years.

Boundless: No, how can you uncover your brother's scars? I'm encouraging you and expressing my blessings!

Yan: It's not necessary

Boundless: So where are you going to play? I'm going to help you chase your eldest niece!

[The message has been sent, but it has been rejected by the other party.] 】

Lu Wanjiang: "??? ”

Hastily and strictly, you don't have a heart!! You deserve not to chase the little girl!

Yan Shang sat in the company expressionlessly until eleven o'clock and did not receive news from Lin Qin, and finally took the initiative to return to the hotel impatiently.

Although Lu Wanjiang was annoyed, what he said was right, he couldn't do anything to Shang Lin Qin at all.

Who can remain confident when they like someone who is naturally emotionally apathetic?

Yan Shang quite frankly admitted on this point, he couldn't.

Lin Qin's headache hadn't completely improved, so after breakfast, he asked the front desk to send some fresh fruits, so he found a stand-alone game of the apocalyptic class and nested in the sofa to play all morning.

"Qinqin." Yan Shang approached from the gate.

"Uncle Yan." Lin Qin habitually responded, and then triggered the matter of Yan Shang asking her to remove her surname last night.

He paused and called again: "Uncle." ”

Well? Do you remember when the little girl was drunk?

Yan Shang's mood instantly turned cloudy and clear, and he sat next to Lin Qin with a smile, a little closer than before.

"What do you want for lunch? Why don't you message your uncle? ”

Lin Qin paused the game and pointed to the coffee table: "Forget to eat fruit." ”

"Not hungry?" Yan Shang tentatively raised his hand to touch the top of her head, but was not dodged.

"It's fine."

Lin Qin was indeed used to his actions such as touching his hair and hugging his shoulders.

My grandmother also often did this, saying that it was necessary to have intimate contact between relatives.

Uncle Yan cares so much about himself, and it's not surprising that he likes to do so.

Yan Shang didn't know what she thought, but the smile on his face became more obvious.

"Go clean up? Take you out to eat something delicious. ”

"After eating, I will buy some equipment along the way, and I will take you to a hotel near the Snow Mountain in the afternoon, and we will stay there for one night."

"Okay."

When the two of them were eating and shopping happily, Lu Wanjiang pulled his suitcase and landed from a height of 10,000 miles.

Before the person could walk out of the airport hall, he was patted on the arm.

"Lu Wanjiang?" It's a mature woman's voice.

"Who?" He turned to see the other man clearly, and took a few steps back, almost knocking over his suitcase.

Then he exclaimed: "Jiang Rong?!" ”。

"Why are you here?!"