Fu Nanli looked around the small living room. The wall in the yard was still there. He bought her a house. She didn't get through it. There was a flash of loss in her eyes.

Wenqiao's cheek was red and he looked at Fu Nanli with a smile: "brother Nanli is coming."

Slightly drunk, she is a bit charming and simple, the humble cottage and her lazy beauty are a little out of place, but it also adds the atmosphere of fireworks that people can expect and reach.

In Wenqiao's eyes, because of the drunken and hazy eyes, the man was tall and handsome. He stood on the low porch, and his heart beat out of order.

Wen Chi quickly got up: "brother in law, brother-in-law, you sit by my sister."

Wenmo was a little upset. Why didn't he shout out?

My sister is looking forward to him to speak. Why can't he do such a simple thing? Frustration arises spontaneously.

Fu Nanli and his family sat around a small table.

The scene of Yuannan mansion is totally different from that of Yuannan residence. The house is large and tall. There are several people sitting in a big round table. There are servants everywhere. They are busy serving dishes, changing bone dishes and pouring wine. There are crystal chandeliers on top of the head and hand-made Persian carpet at the foot.

Here, on the square wooden table, there are some disordered bones. In the middle, a casserole is still steaming, and the incandescent lamp is hanging on top of it. Because of the wind blowing into the door just now, the light is still flickering.

Because the table is small, it will be very crowded to sit together. The old air conditioner makes a "whirring" sound. He takes off his overcoat, and wenjo only wears a thin sweater, and his body is close to him.

Fu Nanli didn't hold back. He held her hand under the table and asked her, "did you drink?"

Wenqiao nodded obediently: "during the festival, I drank a little."

Wendy and Wenmo were not affected.

But Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan are adults. After baptism of society, adults have long smoothed their edges and corners. They are born with uncontrolled submission to the powerful.

Therefore, as soon as Fu Nanli sat down, Su Yun introduced Ji Mingyuan in a low voice. Both of them were somewhat uncomfortable.

Ji Mingyuan held the bottle and asked carefully, "does Mr. Fu drink?"

Wenqiao said: "Uncle Ji, you don't drink him, he grew up abroad, used to drink red wine, do not drink white wine."

The meaning of protecting the short is clear at a glance.

Fu Nanli's heart was warm, and his fingers followed her soft hand to her wrist. He felt her temperature, felt the rhythm of her pulse, and rubbed it gently.

He liked to see her protect him, like a wolf cub protecting his territory. Every word and every action touched his heart deeply.

"I've come over for new year's Eve dinner."

If the children don't let him drink, he won't drink. Thanks for Ji Mingyuan's invitation.

Su Yun said in a hurry: "OK, OK, we're all finished. Let's clean up."

They went to the kitchen with dishes and chopsticks.

Wen Chi approached: "brother in law, do you want us to withdraw?"

Fu Nanli picked up Wenqiao's down jacket and put it on her: "I'll take her to the alley to wake up."

Wenqiao was taken out of the house by Fu Nanli.

As soon as the cold wind blows, the spirit of wine has disappeared. There are children running around the streets with fireworks full of stars. The doors of the alleys are open. You can hear the voice of the host of the Spring Festival Gala.

The new year's atmosphere is very strong.

Wenqiao leaned against the uneven wall of the blue brick courtyard. Fu Nanli looked down at her: "why didn't the courtyard open?"