Looking at the stickler tightly clinging to her, Yang Moli really broke. She wanted to push him, but he was drunk and unsteady. In case of another fall, he would be in trouble.

Dare not use too much strength, she can only frown and stare at him angrily, "Joe yuluo, you sit down first!"

Georgoulo didn't give up holding her as if he hadn't heard at all.

It was as if she would run as soon as he let go.

"Then I'll help you through." Yang Moli gnashes her teeth, obviously she has no patience. It's not easy to let her hot tempered person do this.

"OK, help me..." Joe yuluo's eyes were red, and he looked happy as if he had found some treasure.

Yang Moli's face is broken. Is this really drunk or fake drunk?

Yang Molly put his arm on her shoulder. It really took nine cows and two tigers to get him to the bed and sit down.

"Lie down, and I'll get you some soup." It's like trying to coax a kid.

"Then you can't go, stay with me..." He said with a smile. He stretched out his hand and took Yang Molly's hand.

Yang Moli ran away, but she couldn't say anything. She didn't leave the guest room until he fell asleep.

At the moment of closing the door, Yang Molly took a long sigh of relief. Before the child was born, she felt that she had a child, and there was really no one else.

……

Downstairs.

When she came down the stairs, all the people looked at her.

Especially grandma, it's not easy to say that she's finally going to marry.

Yang Molly is embarrassed, but she still pretends to be true. She seems to talk with her brother, "Yang Zheng, cook some sobering Soup for Dad."

Yang Zheng smiled at her, "Dad has already drunk it."

"Is there anything else?" She wants to drink some for jo.

"I'm sorry, No. if you want to give it to brother-in-law, you have to cook it yourself." Yang Zheng deliberately teases her.

Yang Molly's face is red and her neck is thick. She glares at her brother and turns to enter the kitchen.

The old man and the old lady are very happy after watching. When did they enter the kitchen before? It's not easy to make such a change now.

Yang Zheng jumped up from the sofa and chased into the kitchen. He whistled at the door frame of the kitchen, "sister, is it special to cook sobering Soup for your beloved?"

Yang Molly cooked it for her father once before. At that time, she was taught by her mother step by step. Now she does it by herself after many days. Her head is empty and she doesn't know how to do it.

Just thinking about it, my brother suddenly came out and scared her.

"To die!" I'm not very angry. Now it's all over her head.

Being scolded, Yang Zheng was not angry at all, and he continued to smile, "do you want to help?"

Yang Molly glared at him, but if she drove him away, she didn't know how to continue.

"It doesn't seem to be necessary?" Yang Zheng deliberately teases her sister and turns to leave.

"Stop!" Yang Molly, who is in a bad temper, shouted out in a hurry.

Yang Zheng turns around slowly and looks at her with a smile. "Elder sister, it's better for you to do it yourself. It's of great significance!"

Yang Molly directly reached out and dragged people in, "less nonsense! I don't think you need any repair! "

Ao a voice, Yang Zheng was caught to act as a "force work"

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