I really don't want a second marriage

"Uncle ~" Xiaomi Dou kissed Han Qing's handsome cheek.

Han Qing was stunned when he saw his face. Although he was used to it, he always saw another person through his face.

He was stunned. Xiaomi Dou had hugged his neck.

"It's hard for my uncle to drive. Aunt Xiaoyan has made a lot of delicious treats for my uncle."

"Really?" Han Qing returned and smiled.

"Is uncle leaving tonight?"

"Leave tomorrow and sleep with Xiaomi Dou at night? Huh?"

"OK ~" Xiaomi bean nodded vigorously: "I miss my uncle too."

Han Muzi looked around and thought helplessly that she had a kiss Mommy here, but her son kissed Xiaoyan and his uncle, just didn't kiss her Mommy.

However, Xiaoyan and Han Qing treat Xiaomi Dou very well. They almost treat him as their own child.

Han Qing dotes on Xiaomi beans as much as he dotes on himself.

Xiao Yan, who is with Xiaomi Dou every day, almost becomes his second mother.

After about ten minutes, Xiaoyan finally opened the kitchen door and brought up all the dishes. Han Muzi went to help. Han Qing naturally didn't fall down. After putting everything on the table, they sat down respectively.

Han Muzi sat down and thought of something after a mouthful of food. Suddenly she got up and took out a bottle of red wine.

Seeing this, Han Qing could not help frowning and said, "don't you still have a job tomorrow? Is it appropriate to drink?"

"It doesn't matter. Just drink a little."

With that, Han Muzi poured a few cups. Xiaoyan blinked when she went to pick up the cup. Han Muzi smiled: "bear it, you can go out with you for another drink next time."

Xiao Yan immediately blushed: "don't talk nonsense, I like drinking red wine..."

When they were abroad, they often bought beer home, then they drank it all the time, and finally got drunk.

Later, they drank too much, and both of them practiced their drinking capacity.

In addition, after Han Muzi worked, she sometimes had more entertainment, and her drinking capacity was better.

Drink a few glasses of red wine, of course.

But Han Qing frowned at this scene. Seeing that she had drunk a glass of red wine before eating, she wanted to drink a second glass. She couldn't help reaching out and pressing the edge of her cup.

"Elder brother?" Han Muzi returned and looked at him in surprise: "what's the matter?"

"Just drinking instead of eating? Can your stomach stand it?"

"No, my stomach... Should be fine."

Han Qing had a calm face and didn't joke with her.

"No, eat first and drink later."

When Han Muzi was still struggling, Xiao Yan sitting next to her whispered, "don't show your stuffing. You don't even have to drink when you get it."

Listening to the speech, Han Muzi reacted and slightly raised her lips. "I know, brother. Let's eat and drink first... Whatever happens."

What he said was true. Xiao Yan couldn't help rolling his eyes in private.

Finally, Han Muzi still didn't control her drinking capacity and drank two more cups. Han Qing didn't persuade her. The red wine was strong. Her cheeks were red after drinking, and she lay there staring blankly at the front.

Looking at this scene, Han Qing felt a headache and rubbed Xiaomi beans on his side.

"Have you finished?"

Xiaomi Dou nodded his head, then raised his head: "uncle, don't worry about Mommy. Mommy knows what she knows."

Why does that sound so familiar? Han Qing quickly narrowed his eyes. "When I was abroad, your mommy often did the same?"

After listening to the speech, Xiaomi bean immediately felt that he was wrong and quickly changed his words to remedy it.

"No, uncle. Mommy came home today and saw Uncle happy, so she drank two more cups."

"So?" Han Qing looked at Han Muzi with red cheeks. Next to him, there was a smirking little Yan, holding a cup and holding her neck, trying to drink to her.

Well, since I'm happy to see him, forgive her this time.

Thinking of this, Han Qing coughed, "after dinner, you go upstairs to take a bath. After taking a bath, you go to bed first, okay?"

Xiaomi bean nodded cleverly: "don't worry, uncle. I won't give you any trouble. It's just... Aunt Xiaoyan seems to have drunk too much. Don't you need my help?"

"Well, No."

"Then I'll go back to my room first."

Xiaomi Dou jumped out of the chair, North and South Korea Qing waved, and then walked upstairs with the child's short legs.

Han Qing's eyes followed him all the time. After he left, he took back his eyes and fell on the two women opposite.

Two drunk women.

A little headache.

Han Qing stood up. His straight legs looked very slender under the table. He rolled up his shirt sleeves gracefully, and then cleaned up the debris on the table slowly.

After he cleaned up everything, he just wanted to clean up the bottle of red wine, but Xiaoyan suddenly scolded: "don't move!"

Han Qing stopped and looked at the source of the sound.

Xiaoyan let go of Han Muzi's hand, got up, stumbled and staggered towards him.

"What are you doing?" Xiaoyan grabbed the wine bottle in his hand and said, "don't grab wine with us, otherwise... Muzi... Will blame me!"

She stood unsteadily, and her body was staggering in front of Han Qing.

In the face of his sister's good friend and assistant, Han Qing naturally had more patience with her than others, and said, "the bottle is empty. I'll take it and throw it away."

Hearing this, Xiao Yan said, "is it empty?"

Then she held up the bottle and poured it on her face. There was no wine spilled. She nodded with a smile: "really, the bottle is empty... Well, I'll go back to bed."

With that, she went straight ahead with the bottle. As a result, she didn't know what she stepped on her feet, and her body suddenly fell back uncontrollably.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Han Qing reached out and caught her. Xiaoyan screamed and fell into his arms.

"Stand firm!" Han Qing said with a cold face and a frown.

The strange male breath broke into Xiaoyan's breath. Xiaoyan opened his eyes and carefully identified the person in front of him.

After seeing clearly that the person in front of her was the male god in her dream, Xiaoyan stared in horror, and then... She fainted directly.

Drunk like this in front of the male god, and almost fell down and was held by him.

She chose to play dead!!!

Nothing happened!!

"Well..." at this time, the drunk Han Muzi gave a cry, and fell directly on the sofa like he was uncomfortable.

In fact, the wine of these two people is very general. They are crazy together when there is no outsider.

Now Han Qing bumped into it. It's really a headache.