Why not?!
At this time, Ling Zihuan's brain like a paste after drinking can't figure out the deep meaning of Er Shu's words.
She wrung her brows and pondered for a long time. At last, she broke down her shoulders and sat down beside Qiao Mu dejectedly. "What kind of reason are you going to have in the end?"
Qiao Mu's side eyes looked at the little girl's dejected appearance and sighed silently. He bent his legs on the sofa and turned to Ling Zihuan. "Is this question hard to answer?
Huanhuan, you just don't want me to get married, or because you have other ideas? "
Ling Zihuan's red face looked back at Qiao Mu and saw that his eyes melted into the light color were very gentle and deep. He suddenly murmured, "I like the second uncle, so you can't get married..."
Hearing this, Qiao Mu's breath stagnated.
For a moment, he felt as if fireworks were exploding in his mind.
Qiao Mu one hand on the sofa beside Ling Zihuan, gradually bent over, close to her cheek, voice a little hoarse, "good, you say it again!"
After getting drunk, Ling Zihuan repeated: "I like the second uncle..."
Before the words fall, Qiao Mu's handsome face has reached the forehead of the little girl.
He held Ling Zihuan's cheek in one hand, slowly closed his eyes and kept breathing, waiting for her words for a long time.
At the moment, the little girl shakes her head unconsciously and rubs his forehead with her forehead. Her mouth is still eloquent, "second uncle, can you not get married..."
With that, her head sank, and she went straight to Qiao Mu's shoulder and fell asleep.
There are also a thousand words of Qiao Mu who wants to appeal to export
He sighed helplessly, then glanced at the bottle he had left on the sofa. Next time... She can't drink this sweet wine.
But try... Cocktails!
Low concentration, slightly drunk, maybe she can continue to tell the truth after drinking!
Later, Qiao Mu took Ling Zihuan to the master bedroom.
When she was put on the bed, the little girl was still dreaming about something.
He did not listen carefully, for her to cover the quilt, he sat at the head of the bed staring for a long time.
Of course, nothing was done.
……
The next day, Ling Zihuan wakes up and looks at the strange ceiling above her head.
She sat up blankly, clenched her fist and thumped her temple until Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the rabbit doll on the bay window and remembered that it was the second uncle's master bedroom.
finished!
Ling Zihuan suddenly recalled that she seemed to have drunk wine last night.
Then she stuck to the second uncle all the time and said a lot. Did she leak her mind!
The little girl was very upset. She suspected that the bottle of Bailey liqueur was fake!
Ling Zihuan opens the quilt and runs to the door with her slippers. She is eager to find Qiao Mu and see if he finds anything unusual!
She opened the door and rushed out. The next second, she suddenly jumped into Qiao Mu's arms.
Because the action was too fast, he forced Qiao Mu back several steps.
"What are you doing in the morning?" Qiao Mu catches her figure and frowns when he pulls away.
At this time, Ling Zihuan staggered for a moment, looked up at Qiao mu, hesitated: "second, second uncle, did I get drunk last night?"
Qiao Mu glared at her guilty look and said, "have you forgotten?"
"Ah?" The little girl seemed to see the banter in his eyes, and began to respect herself nervously, "I, I seem to be drunk.
Second uncle, I didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, did I? If I say it, don't take it seriously. I like to talk nonsense after drinking! "
Words fall, Qiao Mu's smiling cheek sinks!