Chapter 231： Do you like that kind of boy?

Qiao Yun looked at the wine glass that Nan Jun was holding up, and couldn't help but pooh-poohed, he had never tasted what wine was like!

On the mountain, the master stipulated that drinking was not allowed, and after arriving at Zhennan Prince's Mansion, Nan Jun never drank in front of him.

Now watching them pour one cup after another, Qiao Yun couldn't help but get greedy.

"Want to try it?"

Qiao Yun has always been a bad drinker, and Nan Jun didn't dare to let him drink, but she couldn't see his pitiful appearance.

Seeing Qiao Yun nodding, Nan Jun handed over the wine glass in his hand.

"Only lick a sip, don't be greedy."

The wine here is light, it should be fine to take a sip!

Qiao Yun happily took Nan Jun's wine glass, held it to his lips with both hands, stretched out his small tongue and gently touched the fragrant wine, not wanting to choke him to tears.

Nan Jun hurriedly took the wine glass from Qiao Yun's hand, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the tears on his face.

"Little greedy cat, let's see if you want to drink anymore!"

Complaining so much, Nan Jun's hand was not idle, he kept running along Qiao Yun's back, and even brought him a couple of mouthfuls of tea from the side.

"Too bad to drink!"

Qiao Yun swallowed two mouthfuls of tea to feel better, and looked at Nan Jun with those deer-like eyes, feeling a little bit wronged.

"Eat more vegetables, this is not something that a little man like you should touch."

Nan Jun picked up some food for Qiao Yun, then picked up the glass of wine just now, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Young Master Qiao is so lucky, we have never seen my cousin treat anyone so well!"

Xu Shi drank two glasses of wine too much, Du Sixin couldn't help but joked with Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun's face turned red, and he secretly glanced at Nan Jun, seeing that her expression was as usual, he was relieved.

It's not that he doesn't know how Nanjun treats him well, it's just that Qiao Yun, who is different from the world, doesn't know what kinds of feelings there are in this world. Facing Nanjun's kindness to him, he only regards her as a good person.

But for some reason, Du Sixin's words today made him think a little more, is she only being so nice to him?

As soon as Qiao Yun thought of this possibility, he felt sweet in his heart.

That feeling was something he had never experienced before, and it made him intoxicated, a little hard to extricate himself from.

"Cousin, my sister is just waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Du Sixin raised his wine glass and respected Nanjun.

Nan Jun did not refuse, on the contrary, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, which strengthened Du Sixin's idea that this young man was unusual to his cousin.

Qiao Yun's side may not understand, but he still understands the meaning of the wedding.

When they were on the mountain before, the senior sisters would often secretly talk about things going down the mountain, and Qiao Yun had heard a few of them.

Drinking wedding wine means getting married, Nan Jun... is she going to get married?

Qiao Yun suddenly looked at Nan Jun, staring at that peerless face and was stunned.

She looks so good-looking and gentle, the man who can marry her should be very happy!

He vaguely remembered that when he was a child in Qiao's Mansion, his mother and father slept on the same bed.

At that time, the nanny carried him to sleep in the side hall, but he complained and refused, so the nanny said that he had grown up and could no longer sleep with his father, and that grown-ups could only sleep in a married couple. Together.

If she married her husband, would he not be able to sleep on her soft couch anymore?

"What do you think? Eat more vegetables."

Nan Jun raised his hand and scratched Qiao Yun's little nose, whispering.

Startled, Qiao Yun quickly withdrew his gaze from her face, lowered his eyes and began to eat the food she gave him in the bowl.

The sweetness in his heart was replaced by bursts of discomfort, and biting his favorite chicken wings was like chewing wax at this moment.

Is she getting married?

What kind of man would she like?

Will she serve her husband soup with vegetables too?

Qiao Yun took the wine glass in front of Nan Jun, raised his head and poured the wine inside.

Hmm... Actually, it's not that bad. At least the hot taste flowed down his throat, which made him feel much better.

Nan Jun snatched the cup from Qiao Yun's hand, and couldn't help frowning.

"What's wrong with you kid?"

Qiao Yun looked into Nan Jun's eyes, her pretty face turned pink under the influence of wine, making her look very cute.

"Nanjun..."

Qiao Yun called out suddenly, in addition to being coquettish, there was also a bit of dissatisfaction in that tone.

"You don't have much capacity for alcohol, but you dare to drink too much, you little thing, you really can't control yourself."

While talking, Nan Jun helped Qiao Yun to stand up.

"Yun'er is drunk, please tell my cousin to my grandmother and aunt, and I will take him back home first."

It's really embarrassing to say it, there are probably very few people in this world who can pour a cup right away.

"Send the new son to my cousin."

Du Sixin also got up and insisted on personally sending Nan Jun away.

"They're all from our own family, so we don't need so many etiquettes, we'll go on our own."

Nan Jun half hugged Qiao Yun, turned around and left the hall.

"Is my cousin leaving now?"

As soon as he arrived at the corner of the second gate, a pleasant male voice came from behind him.

Qiao Yun looked back along Nan Jun's shoulder, and saw a beautiful young man standing there, looking at them with a blushing face.

"Why did my cousin come out?"

The little son standing there is Du Sixin's direct younger brother Du Sizhe, because he is the only direct son in Du's residence, he is very much loved at home.

"Zhe'er just passed by here, and came to say hello when she saw her cousin here."

Du Sizhe lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes flickered, very moving.

"Beautiful brother..."

Qiao Yun pouted and looked at Du Sizhe, not knowing whether he was praising him for his beauty, or complaining that Nan Jun had been staring at him too.

"Cousin, this..."

Du Sizhe blushed and called out shyly.

"Don't blame my cousin, he's drunk."

Nan Jun hugged the drunk Qiao Yun, and before saying goodbye to Du Sizhe, he strode out.

Du Sizhe looked at the back of the two leaving, and frowned puzzledly, thinking that his father was still waiting inside, he hurried back.

"Well... Nanjun, you're strangling me..."

It wasn't until getting into the carriage that Qiao Yun hugged Nan Jun's neck and moaned dissatisfiedly.

"Hey, don't make trouble."

Nan Jun pressed Qiao Yun's twitching body, and coaxed softly.

Qiao Yun squinted her eyes and leaned on Nan Jun's shoulder, muttering non-stop.

"What did you say?"

Nan Jun didn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

"I said, you...do you like that young master?"

Qiao Yun raised his head slightly to look at Xiang Nanjun, and clearly repeated what he had just said.

Nan Jun smiled helplessly.

"Where is it?"

"It's just... like a pretty brother..."

Only then did Nan Jun realize that they had just met Du Sizhe when they came out of the Ningguo Mansion.

"I only like Yun'er."

Nan Jun confessed to a little drunk seriously, but he didn't expect that child to have already fallen asleep.