Lu Momo stretched her neck to look inside, and sure enough, she only saw Feng Churui and Wu Yuqing, and then she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, even she herself didn't know what she was nervous about.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of meeting Tang Dynasty.

Luo Anning walked in with her on his arm, Feng Churui's astonished eyes lingered on Lu Momo's face for three seconds, then he turned away, pointed to the place beside him, with a refined and handsome smile: "An Ning, Mo Mo, you are here, sit down. "

The two agreed, and sat down as promised. Wu Yuqing leaned over, shook the juice in her hand and asked, "Ms. Rong, Miss Lu, juice or cocktail?"

Lu Momo looked at the colorful cocktails, and was a little excited: "Give me the cocktail, and just ask me to Momo, Miss Lu sounds weird."

Wu Yuqing smiled generously, and changed her mouth: "Moment."

Luo Anning held down the hand she was about to reach out to grab the cocktail, and frowned: "You are not allowed to touch alcohol, your body is not healthy yet, so you can only drink fruit juice."

Then she turned her head to look at Wu Yuqing, and smiled slightly: "Just call me An Ning just like Ah Rui."

"Okay. An Ning silently, two glasses of juice." As he spoke, he poured two glasses of juice in front of them.

Feng Churui looked at Lu Momo, his face was rosy, except for some dark shadows under his eyelids showing a little tiredness, he was in good spirits. Thinking of Tang Chao's dying state, he felt contemptuous in his heart.

However, it seemed that she didn't know that Ah Chao was coming later, and Ah Chao probably didn't expect that Lu Momo was already here.

Feng Churui laughed, and asked with concern: "Mo Mo, have you recovered yet?"

"It's all very well. Apart from not being able to run or jump, there's nothing serious about it."

"That's good, so I can rest assured." Feng Churui smiled lightly, and changed the subject: "An Ning, why didn't Yan come?"

"He sent Xiaoshuai back to rest first, and he will be here in a while."

They chatted for a while, Rong Yan opened the door and came in, walked to Luo Anning and sat down, took a sip of the juice in her hand, and apologized without sincerity: "Sorry, I'm late."

drink juice?Do you want to be less sincere?

Feng Churui lifted his chin towards the three glasses of wine poured on the table, "Three glasses of fine wine."

"No problem." Rong Yan said that he was going to get the wine, Luo Anning hurriedly pressed his hand and said, "Let me drink it for you."

He drank a lot at dinner, and if he drank any more, he would hurt himself.

As soon as the wine glass touched her lips, it was snatched away. Rong Yan touched her head, his eyes full of teasing: "I know you love me, be good, it's better for a man to drink as a punishment."

Asking his wife to hold back the wine, is it his young master Rong who did such a shameful thing?

The answer is obviously not good!

Luo Anning's fair cheeks were instantly flushed with blush, she glared at him coquettishly, and then let him go.

After pouring three cups in one go, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and Tang Chao walked in. At the same time, seeing Lu Momo, who appeared in Tang Chao, his body stiffened in an instant.

Tang Chao looked at the familiar figure sitting on the sofa, and his footsteps also paused. Feng Churui broke the deadlock, "A Chao, you are late, the old rules."

Tang Chao smiled frivolously, walked over and chose a seat farthest from Lu Momo and sat down, "Okay, I'll punish myself with six cups, who asked me to be the last one, and made everyone wait for a long time."

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