Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 1294 Let me hold you for a while
After Xiaoyan received his gaze, she probably knew that Han Qing understood what she meant, and at this time Father Zhou also came to his senses, "What are you whispering to Xiaoqing, little girl? Come on, Xiaoqing Let's keep drinking."

"Good uncle."

Han Qing raised his wine glass and touched Father Zhou's wine glass again.

One cup, two cups, three cups...

Xiaoyan looked anxiously from the side, because the time passed by, but the two of them had no intention of stopping.

She clearly mentioned it to Han Qing just now. Could it be that he didn't understand what she meant?This is impossible, according to his IQ, even without her telling him, he probably can guess it himself.

So what is his reason for doing this?

Just when Xiaoyan was about to say something, Han Qing showed drunkness, but he still held the cup firmly and put it on the table, and then smiled apologetically at Father Zhou.

"Sorry Auntie, I'm a little too drunk."

Hearing this, Zhou's father was overjoyed instantly, patted his thigh and said, "Xiaoqing, are you drunk so soon? You can't drink well? How much did you just drink!"

Luo Huimei, who was on the side, heard what she said, and pinched Zhou's father in a small way. Zhou's father knew what she meant, but he was still very happy at the moment.

"I really can't drink any more? I'm just starting to warm up, so I haven't had enough to drink!"

In fact, Zhou's father is almost drunk, he knows he can't drink too much, but once some things start, as long as the other party is not defeated, he is too embarrassed to stop, so he can only keep stalemate.

If Han Qing collapses, then he won't have to drink anymore after earning face, it's the best of both worlds.

So on the surface, Father Zhou seemed to be calling for Han Qing to accompany him to continue drinking, but what he thought in his heart was to fall down quickly, and I don't need to drink if you fall down.

And Han Qing did not disappoint him, propping his forehead with one hand, "I'm sorry uncle, I really can't drink enough."

Father Zhou: "How can this be done? How long have you been drinking, Xiaoqing, you..."

"Okay, you?" Luo Huimei squeezed Zhou's father again, this time with a bit more force, and gave Zhou's father a hard look, complaining: "Can you be a little elder? My little Qingdu It's too much to drink, and you still want him to drink?"

"Ahem..." Father Zhou coughed lightly and waved his hands: "Okay, since Xiaoqing is too drunk, let's stop drinking, girl Yanyan, give your boyfriend some hangover soup, and then help him to rest Bar."

Hearing this, Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly brought the hangover soup next to Han Qing to Han Qing's side, "Drink some first, and then I will help you to rest."

Han Qing took a few sips, and then Xiaoyan helped him to rest.

As soon as the person left, Zhou's father, who had been stiff all the time, finally let go of the cup in his hand at this moment, and then lay weakly on the table, while sighing: "Xiaoyan's boyfriend...he can drink a lot."

Hearing this, Luo Huimei couldn't help rolling her eyes all the time, and said in disgust: "That's not true, and he is young, what good will it do you to drink with him? If possible, he will still be our future son-in-law!"

Zhou's father lay on the table, motionless, and only said after hearing the words: "You don't understand, I'm just testing him."

"Try? Try what?"

"Test his sincerity towards our Yanyan."

Luo Huimei became even more speechless when she heard this: "Try your sincerity? You are really amazing, you, try your sincerity by your drinking capacity."

"Hmph, you don't understand, so I don't want to explain it to you!" Zhou's father, who was already a little drunk, began to play with his childish temper. Luo Huimei had no choice but to coax him to drink hangover soup. Said: "Who wants to drink that kind of thing? I drink so well, I don't need it at all, take it away, I won't drink it."

"Don't drink it? This is the hangover soup that I worked so hard to make. Do you dare not drink it? Believe it or not, my old lady hacked you?"

Father Zhou: "..."

And another Xiaoyan supported Han Qing and walked towards her own room. When she walked into the room and saw her bed full of girlish hearts, Xiaoyan's mind clicked to react.

Why did she bring him into her room? In fact, they have a guest room at home, so she can definitely bring him to the guest room.

When Xiaoyan hesitated to change lanes, Han Qing was already lying down on the bed with her support.

Xiaoyan: "..."

Alright, this is the time to change lanes.

After Han Qing lay down, he closed his eyes and raised his hands to pinch his temples, frowning slightly, looking very painful.

"Are you okay?" Xiaoyan was still embarrassed at first, but after seeing him like this, all the embarrassment disappeared, and she quickly sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Han Qing nervously.

She suddenly thought of something, got up and said, "Wait a minute."

Then he ran into the bathroom, took a towel, washed it and wrung it dry, and then ran back to wipe Han Qing's sweat.

Han Qing drank a lot of wine. In fact, his capacity for alcohol is not bad, but it is inevitable that he would feel uncomfortable if he drank too much. He felt something cold wipe his forehead. Han Qing opened his eyes, a pair of light-colored His eyes saw his little girl wiping his forehead and cheeks nervously and earnestly.

Seeing him open his eyes, Xiaoyan couldn't help but said: "Why don't you listen to me? If you admit defeat earlier, wouldn't it be fine? Is it hard to have to drink like this? How about I cook it again? Want to sober up?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Qing held her hand.

"Don't bother, I'm fine." Han Qing pursed his thin lips and said lightly. In fact, there is a reason why he didn't give up so early. As a man, how could he not see the temptation in Zhou's father's eyes and admit defeat? Yes, but he can neither lose too early nor too late, so Han Qing can only control the time and drink by himself, and stop when it is almost time.

So judging from the eyes behind Zhou's father, he should be successful.

It's just that these things, it's better not to tell the little girl.

Han Qing took the towel away from her hand, and with one hand, Xiaoyan leaned forward, then wrapped one hand around her towel, and hugged her tightly.

Xiaoyan lay on Han Qing's body directly.

"Uh……"

What is he doing?Xiaoyan subconsciously wanted to struggle. After all, this was her own home, and her parents were there. The door was not closed when she helped him in just now. What if Luo Huimei ran in because of worry later and saw this scene?
That's embarrassing.

Just as Xiaoyan was pushing and struggling, Han Qing tightened the strength in his hands, and gently leaned his chin on Xiaoyan's head, with a sweet and greasy breath of a girl lingering in his nose.

"Don't move around, let me hug you for a while."

His voice was hoarse, but it was deeply imprinted on Xiaoyan's heart.

(End of this chapter)