Chapter 338

Then a brown haired female reporter asked her question. She congratulated Qin Yi on winning the lawsuit. Then she glanced at Zhou Muze and asked, "can you tell me what the hug you gave Mr. Zhou just now means?"

"Share the joy."

"Is that all?"

"Otherwise?"

The female reporter's eyes moved, as if to grasp the key point: "three court trials, Mr. Zhou accompanied each time, now the world knows your relationship, but you have never publicly admitted, do you think there is no need or do you have other plans?"

"Are you a gossip reporter?" Qin Yi asked.

"No

"Then please don't keep asking gossip questions."

The female reporter did not give up, "what if the gossip reporter asked you a question?"

"I don't answer emotional questions."

Female reporter:

The reporters took a sympathetic look at Zhou Muze. It turns out that Mr. Zhou has not become a regular.

"Qin Yi, now the lawsuit has been won, but the compensation and inheritance cases have yet to be heard. When will you return to China?" Asked a Chinese journalist.

Qin Ziquan, an acquaintance of the last press conference, said with a smile: "the compensation and inheritance cases will be left to lawyer Huo. I have been in Germany for a long time, and I will return home in the next two days."

"This case is very noisy. Will it affect you in the Ministry of foreign affairs? Do you think it's good or bad? Will your position in the foreign ministry change? "

"The impact is good or bad. As for the change of position, I am not sure. If there is a job transfer, I will obey the arrangement of the Ministry of foreign affairs."

The reporters asked a few more questions, because there were figures like Zhou Muze standing beside them. Did everyone go too far and quickly ended the question.

In the evening, Qin Yi invited the lawyer group and the embassy to celebrate together. We didn't know her drinking capacity. She was also happy. She had a round of wine with everyone. Everyone wanted to have another round of fun, but suddenly she couldn't find anyone.

Zhou Muze picked her up from under the table.

Everyone:.... "

"Is Qin Yi drunk?" Hu Ting looked at her rosy face more and more. Just now she had a heroic look. She thought she could drink very much, so we didn't have to worry about it. She was just such a momentum.

"You go on. I'll take her back." Zhou Muze holds people in his arms. He also knows that he is there. Others are a little uncomfortable.

When he returned to the villa, Fu Shifu saw that he was holding a man in his arms. He was really drunk. He couldn't help but smile and said, "the sobering soup has been cooked. I'll bring it here."

Zhou Muze, with a cry, carried the man upstairs.

Feeling the heat body leaving, Qin Yi grabs his hand and rubs his face like a kitten.

"Continuous?"

She hummed, but she didn't let go.

Remembering that she was drunk and crazy last time, Zhou Muze decided not to stimulate her. He let her hold her arm, picked up the remote control with the other hand, and turned on the air conditioner.

Outside came a knock on the door, the bedroom door was not closed, Fu Shifu was holding a bowl of wake-up wine soup, stood outside the door and whispered: "five masters."

"Come in."

Fu hung his eyes and put the soup on the bedside table. Without looking at Qin Yi on the bed, he put down his things and turned to leave quietly. He went outside the bedroom and heard something coming from inside.

"It's hard to drink..." Women's voice is particularly disliked.

"Good, I won't have a headache tomorrow." The man coaxed with a soft voice.

Master Fu heard that his teeth were sour. Was this the fifth master he knew? I'm afraid the old lady has never heard him speak in this tone.

After thinking, is it hard to drink? Mr. Wu has been drinking this formula for a long time. Maybe the taste is different. When Miss Qin Yi wakes up tomorrow, she will ask her what flavor she likes.

In the bedroom, Zhou Muze is still feeding Qin Yi to drink the awakening wine soup. The real taste is not hard to drink.

This bowl of Xingjiu soup is made according to Zhou Muze's taste. Zhou Muze's taste is very weak, so master Fu's Xingjiu soup is not as sour and sweet as ordinary Xingjiu soup. Qin Yi thinks it's tasteless, and it's still a bit delicate when drunk, so he dislikes it.

Someone coax oneself, she begins to work, "do not drink!"

"Drink some more, and I'll give you some preserves."

"No preserves!"

"What do you want?"

Qin Yi staring at a pair of blurred eyes, looking everywhere, hands and feet restless move around, mouth fragmentary read: "how can't find?"

Seeing her quickly rolling under the bed, Zhou Muze pressed her: "what are you looking for?"

"What are you looking for?" She looked dazed. "Yes, what am I looking for?"

Zhou Muze couldn't laugh or cry, "you lie down first, and then look for it when you think about it."

"No! If you lose it, you can't find it. You can't lose it! "

"Tell me what you're looking for, and I'll help you find it."

"No, no, you can't find it."

"How do you know I can't find it?"She said foolishly: "my husband lost, can you help me find it back?"

Zhou Muze felt that he couldn't keep up with her thinking, "where did you get your husband?"

"Yes, I made a reservation when I was 16, and I'll get married when I reach the legal age! Two years to go She was very reasonable.

Zhou Muze understood that she was 18 again.

He did not know that she had such a mind before. No, it is not that he did not know that she wanted to marry himself when she was 16 years old. At that time, he only thought that she was young and adored. When she grew up and met more excellent boys, she would forget her good impression.

Now he knew what he had missed. At that time, she was so full of herself that she could not see anyone else. Why did he refuse to go thousands of miles away with such wholehearted feelings?

Zhou Muze put his arms around her and looked at the man in his arms with his eyes. Her black and white eyes were like water washing, clearly reflecting his own shadow. He could not help but bow his head and kiss, "I'm sorry, I lost it. I'll pay you one now."

"Compensation?" Her muddy brain couldn't understand the question, "how do you compensate?"

He lay on his side on the bed, holding people in his arms, half pressed on her body, bowed his head to kiss her lips, and as he tossed between his lips and teeth, he let out a man's short breath words: "is that so?"

She sobbed, not knowing whether to agree or not. Her heart beat like a drum. Her consciousness seized his collar and unconsciously responded to his kiss.

The button of her collar had been untied for some time, revealing her round and white shoulder. Zhou Muze's kiss went down all the way to her chest, and her hands rubbed hard. She could not help but utter a soft groan.

Zhou Muze suddenly stopped and found that his hand had already grasped her chest.

"Continuous." He gave her a kiss on the lip, forcing her to look at herself, "look at me, who am I?"

She looked at him Zhou Muze

"Do you know what I'm doing?"

Who am I on her face? Where am I? What am I doing?

Zhou Muze laughed, and the third question couldn't be asked.