Chapter 311 A More Serious Misunderstanding

"Do you want to try the plum wine I made myself? It's very delicious. " The shop owner took the opportunity to sell it.

"Okay. A bottle, please. Add some more dishes that go with wine. " Moore went upstairs without looking back. "Bring it to me."

The shop owner was so happy that his face turned red. "Okay."

The next second, the delicious wine and the duck claws were delivered to Moore.

As soon as Moore opened the cork, he smelled a strong smell of wine.

The homemade plum wine made in the countryside was very strong, but also very mellow.

Moore took a sip from the bottle.

Well.

The warm wine flowed through his throat, and there was unspeakable sweet and sour taste.

Moore couldn't help drinking it one after another.

The shop owner gave him another bottle.

Although the wine was clear and crisp, it had a strong delayed effect.

When the shop owner served the third bottle, Moore was lying on the table, unable to open his eyes anymore.

"Sir, sir?" The shop owner pushed him.

Moore had fallen asleep.

The kind-hearted shop owner took out a thin quilt and put it on him.

Moore slept from noon to the morning of the second day.

He had slept soundly, but Nancy was so angry that she shed tears in the room.

Nancy opened the door quietly.

Of course, there was no trace of Moore outside the door.

Nancy leaned against the door of Cherry's room and listened to the sound inside, but got nothing.

'Moore, you didn't even go back to our room for the whole night.

Did you really spend the night in Cherry's room?

You even

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it warm for you. It won't be cold. "

A strange feeling flashed through Cherry's mind.

However, she chose to laugh it off faintly.

As J said, the first person he saw when he walked out of the hospital was Cherry, so J was dependent on her.

Not to mention that Cherry was several years older than J, and she was also pregnant with someone else's child. Just to say that J would meet more people in the future, naturally, this kind of dependence would fade away.

Although J was as innocent as a piece of white paper, he was definitely smart.

Thinking of this, Cherry felt a little relieved.

"You eat, too." Cherry said gently, "I saw there were soybean milk sellers in front of us yesterday. Let's go and buy some. We will be warmer."

J blinked curiously and looked around.

The snow was white and flawless.

The people around them were in a hurry.

The airport was even more crowded.

On J's notebook, there were many questions: is H City as cold as here?

Are there many people in H City?

What does your shop do?

Is there anyone else in your family?

Cherry believed that if J could speak, he would definitely be a chatterbox, just like Simon.

However, compared to the average looking Simon, such a fresh and lovely J, presumably his appearance would attract more attention than his chattering.

The plane landed slowly at QD airport of H City.

Cherry untied the scarf for J.

Cherry's warm hands were so tender to J as if she was his elder sister.

"It's not cold here. You can take off one more coat." Cherry explained patiently.