Three young grandmothers

Chapter 18
After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Mo Zixu drank or not, he took the whole jug of wine and drank from the spout.

The corners of Mo Zixu's mouth twitched lightly, the wine in his glass hadn't stained a single drop, it's good that he was in such a hurry, she didn't need her to bother to play tricks, anyway, this wine had special ingredients added, although it wasn't much, but when he drank it When half a pot is dropped, it's time to attack.

It would be too embarrassing for the two of them to sit facing the candlelight without saying anything.

"Sir."

"Well, Xiang! Oh, tell me, lady."

Mo Zixu stared at his unattractive appearance, and thought to himself: How badly was this man hurt by love to fall to this point?She wouldn't believe that the second young mistress loved him in such a slovenly and carefree manner.

"Today, mother talked to my concubine for a long time, saying... about us..."

Qi Lianchen didn't care that he was being stared at by her, as if her gaze was nothing, he ate two mouthfuls of peanuts, and then replied inarticulately, "Well, let me just say it."

Mo Zixu lowered his head, "Tell... shall we... have a baby." God, such a dialogue came out of her mouth, it really embarrasses her old face!
Qi Lianchen stopped his chopsticks and stared blankly at the candlestick.

Mo Zixu didn't know what he was thinking of, but he guessed secretly, he had already drank more than half of this pot of wine, and the medicine was about to take effect, so delay him for a while!
"Sir, tonight... I have prepared hot water, I will personally serve you, bathe you, wipe your back, I..."

"Snapped!"

Qi Lianchen suddenly slammed his chopsticks on the table, raised the jug and took a sip, and after swallowing it, he smiled at Mo Zixu, "My lady, you don't know, this wine and gambling... complement each other perfectly, I've had enough wine for my husband, but this bet... my hands are so itchy, I'll excuse my husband for a moment, come as you go, come as you go."

After finishing speaking, he put the jug on the table, stood up and rushed out, but before taking a step, he swayed.

Mo Zixu stood up after him, knowingly asked with a worried face, "Sir, are you okay?"

Qi Lianchen stroked his forehead, "It's so strange, how can you drink so badly today?"

Mo Zixu secretly laughed.

Liu'er couldn't help but turned her face away and covered her lips.

Mo Zixu blinked, and suggested very "kindly", "Sir, why don't you go to bed and lie down for a while, and then go to 'kill the Quartet' after you regain your energy?"

"Kill the Quartet?" Qi Lianchen turned around and looked at her suspiciously.

Mo Zixu was terrified by his look, could it be that he has revealed something again?
Just when her heart was pounding wildly, he suddenly grinned again, and even his eyes narrowed, "Okay, just take a nap for my husband, and I must 'kill all directions' tonight!" I staggered towards the love bed in the middle, and as soon as I touched the edge of the bed, I fell straight down with a "plop".

Mo Zixu watched him fling himself on the bed in an indecent posture, with his legs still dragging on the ground, and called out tentatively, "Sir?"

no respond.

She walked over, beckoned Liu'er to help, turned him over, let him lie on the bed, and called again tentatively, "Sir?"

There is only a light and even snoring in the ear.

Mo Zixu raised his eyebrows, stretched out two fingers, pinched his nose, and blocked his breathing, "Sir, are you asleep? Do you want me to wipe your body for you?"

One second, two seconds... Ten seconds passed, and the man on the bed was unmoved, but frowned uncomfortably, trying to open his eyes to protest, but in the end his eyelids were heavy and did not open.

Mo Zixu loosened his fingers, Liu'er had already suffocated her laughter, her little face turned red.

"What are you doing there, why don't you quickly take off the shoes and socks for the young master?"

With a serious voice, Liu Er thought to herself, Miss lost her memory, but she became inexplicably cautious, the third young master looked like this, she was still worried that the sweat medicine would not be effective, so she talked to herself in such a dramatic way.

Surprised and convinced in her heart, Liu'er helped Qi Lianchen take off his shoes and socks as promised, and was about to lift up the bed and be covered by him, but Mo Zixu stopped him with a gesture.

I saw my young lady picking up a chopstick, scratching the soles of the third young master's bare feet, and said very "virtuously", "Sir, are your feet tired? I will give you a massage?"

The man on the bed looked like a corpse!

Mo Zixu heaved a sigh of relief, and unconsciously made an "OK" gesture, "It's done!"

Only then did Liu'er let go of her shoulders, and giggled.

Mo Zixu gave her a white look, "You, you are so embarrassed to laugh! Don't tell anyone about this. I will send Zhu'er away and ask her to help me inquire about returning home from the young lady. She should come back soon. Yes, you know, she is from this mansion after all, I don't know who her heart is for, when she comes back, you are not allowed to talk nonsense!"

Liu'er smiled and tugged on Mo Zixu's sleeve, "This servant knows that this servant is Miss's confidant, and she is the most reliable person for Miss."

"Yeah, don't say it like it's lurking." Mo Zixu scolded, but she understood in her heart that in fact, she already regarded Liu'er as belonging to a country.

Coincidentally, Zhu'er came back not long after Mo Zixu told Liu'er about it.

At this time, Liu'er had already cleaned up the mess of committing the crime, especially the jug with the criminal evidence, she had already poured out the wine inside and rinsed it with clean water.

When Zhu'er came in, Mo Zixu was sitting on a chair, drinking tea leisurely. Seeing her coming, the first thing he said was to smile, "My husband is already asleep. Let's talk softly. What did you ask?"

Zhu'er heard that Qi Lianchen had fallen asleep, so she subconsciously looked inside, and sure enough, she saw Master Qi's shoes neatly placed beside the bed.She was very suspicious in her heart, since Qi Lianchen was ten years old, she has been taking care of the third young master Qi for nine years. She didn't know the third young master Qi's temperament before the age of ten, but after ten, she could see it. Understand, to use a rebellious word, it is a pile of mud that cannot be supported, eating, drinking, gambling, not seeking to make progress, it is already extremely impossible to return home early at night, let alone go to bed so early ...

This Third Young Mistress, even if she lost her memory, it is not so simple, how did she do it?
(End of this chapter)