"Mother, forget it." Su Xuezhu frowned and stopped Su Mu.

"Hmph." Su Mu stopped at this time.

Hearing Su Xuezhu speak for himself, Ling Chen only felt that the slap on his face was not so shameful.

Sure enough, Xuezhu has me in his heart.

My efforts these days have not been in vain!

In fact, Su Xuezhu didn't sympathize with Ling Chen, but felt that they were losing their own face by doing this in public.

For the farce of several people, Su Mengyao didn't care.

She is still fantasizing about her next encounter with Su An, whether it is under the moon or before the flowers, the girl's feelings are always poetry, and their love is sometimes as simple as coming.

But sometimes, girls are also easy to attract jackals.

"This young lady, but there is something on your mind."

A young man in a gorgeous costume walked over at some point, staring at Su Mengyao with burning eyes.

"In Xia Qin Ming, my father, Taifu Temple Shaoqing Qin Chang."

The young man looked polite and well-dressed.

But there is a bit of lewdness under his eyes that can't be concealed.

"Nope." Su Mengyao waved her hand, not wanting to talk to this person more.

"Then Miss Su would like to have a drink with you." Qin Ming did not hesitate.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to drink right now." Su Mengyao still refused.

"That's not giving me face."

Qin Ming's tone was a bit threatening.

As the second son of Shaoqing of Taifu Temple, he is a real gentleman, because he is not as good as his eldest brother in everything, and his talent is poor, no matter how hard he tries, he can't catch up with the back of his eldest brother, and finally he simply gave up and started his own life.

Compared with those shrewd ladies, he prefers this kind of unworldly girls, coercing and luring them, playing with them, and then cruelly abandoning them, looking at their painful expressions, that feeling......

It's 10,000 times more refreshing than when you're about to go a thousand miles.

As for Yongweibofu, heh, what would a Bofu that had fallen to the extreme dare to do with him.

"I ......"

"Master Qin, my Mengyao is shy and doesn't like to drink." At this time, Su Xuezhu stood up, pulled Su Mengyao behind him, and helped to relieve the siege.

She could see that Meng Yao didn't like this gentleman.

What's more, this sister is a part of helping her attack Su An.

But the old lady of Bofu didn't think so, she showed a smile towards Na Qin Ming, and then looked at Su Mengyao: "Meng Yao, go and have a drink with Qin Gongzi, you young people, let's talk together and learn more." ”

If Su Mengyao had fallen in love with Su An, she would naturally not have said that, but hasn't this been done yet?

Although this girl is beautiful, which one is worse than the young lady of the family.

What kind of character is Su Houye, maybe he will forget this girl in a blink of an eye.

And although the Qin family is not a family, Shaoqing of Taifu Temple is also a member of the imperial court, and his identity is extraordinary, which is not comparable to the current Yongweibo Mansion, and it is more than enough to match Mengyao.

The rest of the people didn't speak, including Su Mengyao's parents.

There was only one Su Xuezhu with a different purpose in the entire Su family.

The decline of the Su family in Yongweibo Mansion was not without reason.

Qin Ming looked at all this with interest: "What, I'm not worthy of drinking with Miss Mengyao?" ”

Su Mengyao shook her head, her face full of resistance.

"She doesn't want to drink with you, don't you understand?" Ling Chen suddenly spoke up.

The Su family was shocked by this opening.

It's okay for you to have a son-in-law, even if you want to refuse, you don't use this way to offend people!

"Are you...... That waste son-in-law of the Su family? Qin Ming looked at Ling Chen for a moment, and then laughed: "If I have to ask her to drink, what can you do with me?" ”

"Hmph, I ......"

Syllable!

A slap slapped Ling Chen's face, forcibly interrupting the spell cast.

"Waste, give me back!" Su Mu pulled Ling Chen's ears and pulled him back.

Seeing this, Qin Ming smiled disdainfully, and looked at Su Mengyao again, "Miss Mengyao, come have a drink with me, I'm very interested in Miss Mengyao." ”

Suddenly, he was slapped on the shoulder, stumbled, and the glass he was holding fell to the ground.

"Who! Who is it! He turned his head to look behind him.

A young man was looking at him playfully, and saw that the anger on this person's face dissipated in an instant, turning into a flattering smile, "Master Su, why are you here." ”

When Su Mengyao saw the visitor, she couldn't help but show hope on her face.

"You know me?" Su An asked.

"Recognize, recognize, little Qin Ming, my father, the young Qing Qin Chang of the Taifu Temple." Qin Ming hurriedly smiled and said.

"Oh, Qin Bird, right?" Su An said with a little apology: "I was really embarrassed just now, I accidentally knocked your wine down." ”

"No, no, no, how can you blame Hou Ye Su, it's obvious that I accidentally dropped it myself."

How dare Qin Ming blame Su An, you must know that even his father doesn't dare to offend this Hou Ye, what is he.

He is a fool, but he is not a fool, and he still knows who he can't afford to offend.

"How's that going to work?" Su An waved his hand, "Shengnan, serve wine to Qin Gongzi." ”

Tu Shengnan, who was behind him, took out a wine glass that had been prepared a long time ago, and it only contained a shallow layer of wine.

But seeing this wine glass, Qin Ming's face turned green.

He recognized this kind of wine glass, named Qiankun Cup, which is the favorite cup of some old drunkards, with Qiankun inside, and the good quality Qiankun Cup can even hold a river and a lake of wine.

Su An took the wine glass and put it in Qin Ming's hand.

"Come on, do it, I'll give you a drink." He drank the wine in his hand, and then looked at Qin Ming.

"Master Su, this, this ......" Qin Ming's hands were trembling.

"Huh?" Su An's eyes narrowed slightly: "Gongzi Qin doesn't give me face." ”

Tu Shengnan also cooperated with the leakage of some momentum belonging to the Pure Yang Realm, pressing on Qin Ming's body, pressing his bones to creak, but the others around him did not notice it in the slightest.

"Drink, I'll drink!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth, closed his eyes with the wine glass, tilted his head and poured it into his mouth.

He knew that Su An was probably giving Yong Weibo a head start, and he hit the iron plate this time.

If I hadn't drunk this wine, I'm afraid today's matter wouldn't have been so easy to solve.

Although the Qiankun cup that Su An took out was not as much as a lake, it could fill several rooms.

Of course, these wines are nothing to those old drunkards who have cultivated deeply.

But for Qin Ming, who has poor talent and is only in his twenties to be able to reach the smart realm, it is really a lot.

The belly was so puffed up that the belly was about to burst, and there was no reduction in the wine flowing into the mouth.

Tu Shengnan clasped his hands on his chest, his tall body blocked in front of him, covering the shadow left by the light and enveloping his whole person, as if as long as he dared to stop, he would be greeted by a thunderous blow.

Eventually, poof.