Chapter 125

"Er Shao, that's me..."

Xia Ling swallowed her saliva and watched Fu Yunting's thin lips stick to the edge of the cup. Her little face was hot for a moment.

Hoo!

Don't think!

It's just drinking. Don't associate it with indirect kissing!

Xia Ling hurriedly lowered her eyes and pressed down the abnormality in her heart.

Looking at the woman's little red face, the corners of Fu Yunting's mouth bent, and a smile flashed in his black eyes.

"Don't you mean to thank me? Are you going to sit like this all the time?"

What shame?

It's not the first time he touched what she ate.

What's more, he is her husband. Of course he can touch!

"Oh. Well, er Shao, thank you very much for helping me. I'll respect this wine first."

Xia Ling is busy and calms her mind. She raises her glass to propose a toast.

Fu Yunting hooked the corner of his lips, raised his glass and lazily touched her. He watched her drink it all in one gulp, gently lifted his thin lips and said, "so forthright? Don't be crazy if you drink too much later."

"Hey, hey, don't worry, I won't be drunk."

Xia Ling smiled, and her eyebrows bent.

"Oh, don't get drunk? It seems that your drinking capacity has been practiced in the bar?"

Fu Yunting sneered and tightened his hand holding the glass.

When it comes to bars, he will think of Jiang Lingyun.

Thinking of his wife still thinking about her ex boyfriend, his depression began to rise again.

"Sort of."

Xia Ling smiled faintly, "at that time, in order to earn more money to make a living, I had to sell wine in the bar, and sometimes I would vomit. When I drank too much wine and had an irregular diet, my stomach began to feel uncomfortable. Once I got an emergency gastritis, I thought I was dying of gastric cancer. It was ok, but I was thinking about it."

Xia Ling lowered her eyes slightly and covered the sadness in her eyes.

That's when Jiang Lingyun sent her to the hospital for a stomach attack. Later, the two talents slowly began to contact each other and began to feel good about each other.

If he hadn't taken care of her later, she wouldn't live so leisurely in the bar.

Looking at the woman's slightly sad appearance, Fu Yunting's depression slowly turned into an unknown heartache.

He knew how hard she had been before she married him.

What a wretch.

Fu Yunting took a gulp of wine and his eyes were deep.

"Er Shao, I'll pour you wine."

Xia Ling gets rid of her mind, puts on a smiling face again, and helps Fu Yunting pour wine in a dogleg way.

Fu Yunting stared at her smiling face. His hand joints pounded on the table, allowing her to please him.

"Er Shao, I'll give you another toast. This wine is for me to make amends to you. I've done several stupid things. I hope you have a lot of adults. Don't be common with me."

Xia Ling filled himself with wine, sincerely apologized, and drank it all at once.

The spicy liquor was poured into the stomach, which made Xia Ling spit out his tongue unconsciously, and stretched out his slender hand to fan.

I haven't drunk like this for a long time. Why does she feel a little dizzy?

The woman's small face was flushed because of the stimulation of alcohol, and the casual small movements showed the woman's ignorance of her simplicity.

Fu Yunting's eyes darkened, and a faint smell of shame rose all over him.

Did this woman put something in her wine again?

Why is his dry mouth getting worse and worse?

"Er Shao, why don't you drink? Drink quickly. I'll pour it for you after drinking."

Xia Ling smiled and looked at Fu Yunting recklessly with the strength of the wine.

Oh!

I have to say, her uncle is so handsome!

No wonder her good sister was desperate to knock him down!