Good Morning, Dear

After receiving the divorce agreement sent by the Secretary, Nan Youjin exploded in anger. He tore the divorce agreement to pieces in front of Mrs. Nan and scolded Cheng Qingyao bloody: "are you sick? Are you crazy? You want her to have no father before you are less than one year old? Do you want to give her an unsound single parent family?"

"I won't tell you about our divorce..."

"It's not a matter of whether to tell her or not, and you don't need to tell her about such things. What do you say, good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, and she will soon know about it without you telling her. What to do after you know? You don't understand the frightening truth? You don't mean what others say about you. What about her? Doesn't matter? She also has the ability to bear the children's burden Pointing and saying, "does her nanniannian's father don't want her?"

“……”

"Cheng Qingyao, don't even think about the divorce. I won't give you a chance to do cheap Niannian. Although Niannian is not the meat falling from my belly, it's also my own daughter. I won't let her suffer such injustice, No."

If not, why do you shout so loudly?

Cheng Qingyao stopped talking about the divorce. He still called him every day to report the situation here and ask him about the situation there.

On that day, she called him as usual. She wanted Niannian to tell him first. Unexpectedly, Niannian had no "interest" in him who hadn't seen him for a long time. Li didn't bother to reason and just played with his own game. And he was having dinner with his friends. He was drunk and talked like something in his mouth.

She could hear Wang Yuheng's voice across the phone, with the same big tongue as drunk and smoked: "Mo Li... Mo Li, do you drink or not... If you don't drink, we'll let her drink... Get her drunk, don't feel bad..."

"She can't drink." Mo Li's voice floated from farther away, so light, so lazy and so thunderous. Followed by a woman's laughter, whining with a Hong Kong and Taiwan accent: "Wang Shao, don't embarrass others! They really can't drink! They came back after a hard time. You let them get drunk. How can they take care of them at night!"

There was laughter!

There was a cascade of voices and shouts!

Cheng Qingyao couldn't hear him clearly and was annoyed by the noise: "your side is too noisy. I'll call you later and you'll drink less wine." just about to hang up, Wang Yuheng called him: "Nan Youjin, why haven't you drunk the wine in your cup? Drink quickly, drink quickly, and talk with a mobile phone all the time..."

"My wife's phone... You shouted so loudly that she couldn't hear me... I haven't spoken to my daughter yet..." Nan Youjin was more worried than him. She couldn't stand up because she drank too much and couldn't answer outside. She was so anxious that she knocked on the table with a glass and drank all the wine in the glass.

I don't know if it's because his head is too high when drinking, or he's too worried. Somehow, his hand touched the hands-free key. Cheng Qingyao's voice came gently from there: "it's wine, not water. Drink slowly and don't always dry. Remember to eat vegetables after you finish. There's something in your stomach so you won't feel bad."

"Oh, listen carefully to Mrs. Nan's voice. As soon as you hear her voice, you know she is a gentle and skilled beauty."

"Cheng Qingyao, you're really good. There's no one for your wife to do this... You have to take care of him across the Pacific Ocean. Why do you make us single dogs feel embarrassed... Cheng Qingyao, please introduce me to my girlfriend quickly. I need a girlfriend..."

"Your husband is drunk. Come and help him drink the rest."

"Yao Yao, I miss you so much. When will you bring your girlfriend back to drink with your brother..."

……

The voice flowed out through the hands-free, and the teasing voice came immediately, one after another, which made Cheng Qingyao extremely embarrassed. She also hung up the phone in a hurry and didn't explain anything.

Nan Youjin was so angry that he jumped with a red face. He held the table and shouted angrily at them: "make a noise, you know, it scared my wife away... I haven't talked to my daughter on the phone... I haven't heard my daughter call Dad... You bear boys deserve no pain from women... Take the wine and see if I don't kill you today..."

So, the climax came again, and the roaring cheers came one after another... Man Shang man... Wang Yuheng, you're not full enough... Xia Linjie, hurry up and dry the wine with Mo Li... Mo Li and Nan Youjin met, opened fire, the first round, the second round, the third round... Bring the wine and bring the wine, Whoever can't finish this bottle will lose... Come on... Come on, Nange

At the end, ten people lie down, and no one can take care of anyone!

Someone lay down!

Someone occupied the sofa!

Someone is lying on the table and calling someone to pick it up!

Xia Linjie didn't bother to go back. Drunk Xunxun shouted to the waiter to open the room... Nan Youjin couldn't open the room. He wanted to go home and make a phone call. He stood up and staggered out... He walked in front and followed behind. When he came to the staircase, Nan Youjin had sat on the ground and fell asleep, and the mobile phone in his pocket kept ringing

Mo Li stumbled over, sat down next to him, and then struggled to turn out his cell phone and answer for him. Her voice came from there: "Nan Youjin, are you still drinking? Haven't you finished yet?"

"Yes!"

A grunt. Well, it's vague. I can't tell whether it's his voice or his voice. Cheng Qingyao is angry and his voice is harsh: "You haven't finished drinking for such a long time. Do you want to drink all your wine in one meal? Can you be more conscious, nanyoujin? How did you promise me when you returned home? Now you forget everything when you meet your friends and drink to death? You're not going to meet them again in the future, are you?"

Mo Li was so dizzy that he couldn't sit stably. He leaned back, raised his head up, and his eyes were red: "he's drunk and asleep."

"..." Cheng Qingyao felt numb and his head roared. It was not Nan Youjin. It was Mo Li. Mo Li took Nan Youjin's mobile phone... How could this happen? How could this happen? What do you want to say now? Hang up the phone directly? His voice came from there in a trance: "he slept on the... Ground... In the stairwell... I can't move him."

The hand that hung up the phone was stiff in the air and couldn't press it. She couldn't let Nan Youjin sleep on the ground all night. Nan Youjin has been good to her for the past two years. Yes, two years. The time passed quickly.

I saw him once every two years. Is this the second time?

Hey!

My heart was so painful and confused: "I asked someone to pick him up and you told him to wait there." I was flustered and wanted to hang up. I heard his weak voice from the other end, "I, I'm drunk..."

Yao Yao, I'm drunk too!

Who cares about me?

Who will pick me up?

The tears were too heavy to bear and quietly spilled from the corners of his eyes... Cheng Qingyao's tears were also difficult to restrain. She silently slid down her face and cut her heart like a knife