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Chapter 306 She Wants to Deny Her Relatives

Shang Shaocheng froze and told her to yell out of his mind.

His heart skipped a beat, and his spirit also fell into a trance. Shang Shaocheng was led by the nose unconsciously by her, and said aloud: "Your legs are too short."

Cen Qinghe frowned, "I was telling a joke."

Shang Shaocheng looked serious, "When she took off her pants, the director laughed at her for having short legs, isn't it funny?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Do you see me smiling?"

Shang Shaocheng was distracted, because he liked her, so he followed her.Seeing her say no now, he made another guess, "Was she wearing men's underwear?"

Cen Qinghe:
She made him roll his eyes in anger, wondering how could there be a person like Shang Shaocheng, does he understand the difference between humor and poison?
Seeing this, Shang Shaocheng lost his patience, and said casually, "I don't know, let me tell you a joke and ask you to guess the riddle?"

Cen Qinghe was also anxious, and fixed her eyes on Shang Shaocheng, she replied excitedly: "The actress took off her trousers, and the male director said, 'I knew you didn't wear long johns, so your parents asked me to bring you autumn trousers. Pants', hahahaha..."

Reluctantly finishing the speech, at the last moment, Cen Qinghe laughed so hard that he almost leaned over.

After laughing for a while, when she saw clearly the unchanging face of Shang Shaocheng opposite, she twitched and said, "Why don't you smile?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "Did you forget to take your medicine when you went out?"

Cen Qinghe pulled his face and replied: "My illness can't be cured by medicine."

He said: "I can see it, crazy."

After laughing, his heart was still empty, so Cen Qinghe only picked up the flagon and poured himself another glass of wine.

I'm used to seeing her with a good appetite, but today I didn't see her move her chopsticks, but she kept drinking. Shang Shaocheng asked casually, "Is your relationship frustrated?"

This sentence just touched Cen Qinghe's heart, and the corners of her lips subconsciously curled up, and she replied lightly, "That's right."

Holding chopsticks in his left hand, Shang Shaocheng picked up a piece of meat and put it into the bowl in front of her, saying, "Come on, calm down."

Cen Qinghe was amused, "Do you want me to complement my shape?" There was a hole in my heart, and it couldn't be blocked by meat.

Shang Shaocheng said, "Is this made of pork? It's just right, and the physique doesn't reject it."

Cen Qinghe ignored his teasing, but suddenly called his name, "Shang Shaocheng."

He looked up at her.

She was sitting cross-legged opposite the low table, wearing a black turtleneck sweater on her upper body. I don't know if it was because of the high temperature on the kang, or because she had been drinking, the sides of her cheeks were pink.

She caressed the rim of the wine glass with her fingers lazily, looked at him and said, "Shall we chat for a while?"

Shang Shaocheng replied in a low voice: "Whatever, it's your consumption anyway."

Cen Qinghe said: "Then let's play the game of 'I ask you and answer'. Let me ask you first, what is the worst thing in your life?"

A slight astonishment quickly flashed across Shang Shaocheng's dark eyes, not knowing what the hell she was doing, he just replied aloud: "I know you."

Cen Qinghe frowned, "I'm serious with you."

Shang Shaocheng said: "I'm serious."

Cen Qinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "The worst thing in your life is knowing me?"

"Ah."

"Why? Am I preventing you from getting promoted and getting rich, or from getting married and having children?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Just looking at you makes me angry."

Cen Qinghe rolled his eyes, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it with his head raised.

Seeing this, Shang Shaocheng said: "Why? Ashamed of yourself?"

Cen Qinghe said: "Yes, I sincerely apologize for the unhappiness my existence has brought to you."

Shang Shaocheng looked at the expression on her face, trying to figure out what she was going to do.

While he was thinking, Cen Qinghe had already asked again: "Have you ever had someone you particularly hate?"

Shang Shaocheng looked at her without blinking, and said out loud, "Yes, isn't it you."

Cen Qinghe didn't even refute this time, just poured the wine, then raised his head again and drank it.

There was only half a catty of wine in the jug on her left, and she had already drank half of it before the meal. Now she drank it a few times in a row, and suddenly it bottomed out.

Cen Qinghe reached for the flagon in Shang Shaocheng and asked, "Is yours good?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Is it so impatient to prove that you drink better than me?"

Cen Qinghe replied with an exaggerated expression: "You guessed right, that's what I thought."

After pouring out some snake wine, Cen Qinghe sipped it, then frowned, "It tastes weird, but fruit wine is better."

She turned her head and shouted towards the door. When the clerk came in, she said loudly, "Please help me get another catty of fruit wine."

"OK, just a second."

After the clerk left, Shang Shaocheng said, "Eat something first."

"It's okay, I'm not hungry."

"I'm afraid you'll vomit if you drink too much, and no one will serve you."

Cen Qinghe said: "Can you stop being so cold-blooded? My current mood is really like the weather in January and February in Northeast China. It's very cold. After finally drinking some wine to warm me up, don't pour cold water on me anymore. Just do good deeds."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Are you still thinking about it?"

The corners of Cen Qinghe's lips curled up, and he replied with a light smile: "No, it's grown...lost it again."

Shang Shaocheng couldn't hear what she meant, because he never thought about where she had been or who she had met before he came.It's just that she is drinking in a hurry and talking drunk.

For the next hour or so, Cen Qinghe basically didn't touch his chopsticks and kept drinking.After drinking, he would chatter and ask questions.

Shang Shaocheng said: "You've asked so many questions, shouldn't I ask you one? What's the matter with you today, have you gone crazy?"

Cen Qinghe drank a catty and a half of liquor by himself. At this time, his cheeks were cherry red. He was too hot earlier, so he rolled up the collar of his turtleneck sweater and piled it underneath, revealing his slender and fair neck.

She stretched out her index finger and made a 'shh' gesture in front of her lips, squinting her eyes slightly and replied: "This game is called 'I ask, you answer'. I said it earlier, I, I ask, you answer, no you ask I answer."

When Shang Shaocheng saw her like this, he also knew that she was very drunk.His thin lips parted, and he said aloud, "It's just a catty and a half. I thought your drinking capacity was as big as your breath."

As soon as these words came out, Cen Qinghe suddenly straightened his back and slapped the table, "Aren't you against me? Hong Xing, I don't want to have sex, so you think I can't get out..."

She was a little disregarding the occasion when she spoke, and reached for the jug in Shang Shaocheng's hand, but she didn't pour it into the cup, she just picked it up and blew on the jug.

Shang Shaocheng didn't expect her to be so strong, he paused for two seconds, and hurriedly leaned over to grab it.

As the two tugged, the transparent wine trickled down between Cen Qinghe's mouth and the mouth of the pot, and wet the sweater on her chest.

After all, Shang Shaocheng snatched her away, he stared at her and said, "Are you sick?"

Cen Qinghe wiped his chin with his hand, frowned and replied, "What are you doing..."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Don't be crazy about drinking, I can wake you up in minutes."

Cen Qinghe was a little unsteady, supporting her body with her hands back, she lowered her eyelids lazily, and replied in a low voice: "Why do you want to be sober? It's hard to drink until you get dazed..."

Shang Shaocheng looked at her unhappily, and asked in a deep voice, "You admit that you were drunk?"

Cen Qinghe glanced at the corner of his mouth, slowly shook his head, and then said: "You said you were too drunk, but you didn't. I know who you are, Shang Shaocheng."

Shang Shaocheng raised his eyes lightly, and asked teasingly, "Want to drink until your relatives don't recognize you?"

Hearing this, Cen Qinghe suddenly sat up straight, looked at him intently, and said mysteriously, "How do you know?"

Shang Shaocheng remained expressionless and did not speak.

Cen Qinghe smiled to himself: "I'm even dreaming of disowning my relatives!"

He looked at her, thinking that she was drinking too much and playing crazy, until she suddenly looked away, and the next second, her facial features wrinkled, as if she was wronged to the extreme, and then she suddenly cried.

The sour emotions were like a storm, sweeping across the sky and covering the sky, and Cen Qinghe couldn't avoid it. He only felt that within a second, his vision was completely blurred.

Raising her right hand and covering her eyes with the back of her hand, she couldn't help herself, and sat on the kang and wailed loudly.

Shang Shaocheng was so dazed that he sat there and stared blankly at her for more than five seconds, making sure that the tears she shed from the back of her hand were not fake, then his expression changed, and he frowned and said, "Cen Qinghe... ..."

She was crying, not in the state of weeping silently, but crying and shouting at the same time, as if there was something in her body that was eager to vent, which kept her suffocating.

She cried with her eyes closed, losing her balance and rocking back and forth.At some point, she fell directly backwards, and hit the back of her head on the hard kang without a quilt, with a 'bang' sound.

Shang Shaocheng stood up with his arms up, stepped to her side in two steps, squatted down, he reached out to grab her hand that was in front of his eyes, frowned and said: "Hey, Cen Qinghe..."

Cen Qinghe was stubborn and insisted on putting her hands in front of her eyes. Her original intention was that she didn't want others to see her distressed appearance, but what she did now was to deceive her ears.

Shang Shaocheng tugged and said, "Cen Qinghe, do you have any wine?"

"what……"

"Keep your voice down. If you don't know, you might think you killed a pig."

"what……"

The more he talked, the louder she cried.Shang Shaocheng glanced at the door instinctively, thinking that the clerk didn't come in, so he was not curious.

Unable to persuade her, he simply frightened her, "Hold back, and I'll take care of you if you cry again?"

Cen Qinghe has a good drinker capacity. It's not that she has never drank so much wine when she was with clients in Yecheng before, but at that time she always had a belief in her heart that she was alone when she was away from home, so she must not fall down.

But now, returning to a familiar place and cutting off all thoughts, she suddenly realized that she had really lost Xiao Rui.

The great sadness that surged up at that moment made her almost despair.

It turns out that reason can only make her cut the mess quickly, but it can't make her painless.

Shang Shaocheng suddenly couldn't hear Cen Qinghe's crying like crazy, because she bit her lips tightly, keeping all the choked sobs in her mouth and throat.

He was too close to her, so close that he could clearly see that her lips turned white from her bite, then turned blue, and finally, the skin slowly broke and oozes blood...

"Cen Qinghe!"

He was angry, he didn't expect her to be so cruel, so he immediately stretched out his hand to break her mouth.

(End of this chapter)