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"Not good." Fu Sihan stretched out his hand and squeezed Yan Wan's chin. He looked at her pretty face carefully and said, "it's better to be fat."

Be fat and look better.

Evening sneer a, the serious said: "man's mouth, deceiving ghost."

“…… What do you say

Fu Sihan almost thought he had heard wrong again.

"I'd rather believe in ghosts than in men's broken mouths."

Fu Sihan can be sure that he did not hear wrong this time.

His dignified Mrs. Fu did say such things. For a while, he didn't know whether to be surprised or funny first.

"I'm telling you the truth. I'm not lying to you."

Fu Sihan, with one hand dragging his face, spoke to her patiently, and slowed down his speech so that she would not understand if she drank too much.

"I don't believe you seriously." Evening and drink a few more wine, gradually began to think jump off, "I want to be beautiful, not fat."

It's an age of beauty to be thin.

Fu Sihan couldn't help smiling, touched her face and said, "you are very beautiful, late."

"You lied to me." Late night "cut" sound, a face does not believe.

"I didn't lie to you." Fu Sihan got up and lifted up his chin. He put a kiss on her lips and said, "you are the most beautiful, baby."

Soft glutinous and Q feel, fragrant and sweet, better than the aftertaste in the taste.

Fu Sihan's eyes did not leave the late lip, and licked his lower lip.

Evening slow half clap touched his lips, but can not remember just how the abnormal happened.

Fu Sihan looked at her silently, waiting for her next move. He couldn't guess whether she would kiss him back, slap him like he did when he was awake, or ask him why he kissed her.

"Who is the most beautiful?" Speak in the evening.

“……”

Unexpectedly Ask this?

"Who is the most beautiful?" He asked again with perseverance.

Fu Sihan was dumb. Obviously, she didn't put it into his head just now.

Helpless said: "you, late, my baby."

"What do I do?"

"You are the most beautiful."

"Who is the most beautiful?"

"You."

"What do I do?"

“……”

Fall into a cycle.

Fu Si sighed with a cold sigh. He didn't know whether to laugh or not. He said that if he drank too much at night, he would be so hard to deal with, and he would also tangle with the question of whether he was beautiful or not.

In the second half of the bonfire party, a local folk band sang to cheer up the party. After that, the band changed a group of dancers to a more cheerful style.

The other 20 or so people were divided into two or three groups, some of them chatting and watching dancing while they were drinking, while others were playing games together. Cheers and applause rang out from time to time, and the atmosphere was very lively.

I stopped drinking for about 20 minutes late at night, and my brain was a little more sober than before.

"Foshan, let's play games, too. It's boring to drink like this." Her eyes were withdrawn from the group playing the game.

I even know that drinking is boring.

Fu Si Han cooperates: "play what?"

I thought about it later and later, "rowing."

"Will you?" Fu Sihan was surprised again.

"Of course." Miss Yan lifted her chin again with pride.

Boxing, little fun!

"It's no fun just to drink. If you lose, you should answer a question from the other party. If you don't want to answer, you can drink. How about drinking?" Fu Sihan finished and asked, "do you understand?"

"Forshan, are you doubting my intelligence?" I'm not happy to say it later.

People who have drunk wine will enlarge their emotions and release them easily. Many real emotions are easy to be seen at a glance, for example, it is too late now.

Fu Sihan's smile was more obvious, "no, Mrs. Fu is very smart."

"Of course I was satisfied when I heard "smart" in the evening. I didn't notice his "Mrs. Fu".

In the next ten minutes, Yan wanwan renewed Fu Sihan's understanding of her.

Her stroke skill is very good. Even after drinking alcohol, her brain is very clear. No, it should be said that her rowing skill and her brain seem to be separated, as if they are self-contained. At the moment of taking a hand, another set of boxing system supplies the brain.

Fu Sihan began to hold a casual attitude, gradually, more serious two points.

Ten minutes later, the two men tied.

"Well done." Fu Sihan felt that he was really looking up to his wife tonight.

I'm not only good at boxing, playing billiards, playing cards, playing dice, but I'm good at it

Fu Sihan was surprised and surprised to pick his eyebrows. Although billiards Pai Jiu is nothing to show off, he has a sense of pride.At the beginning, they asked each other some innocuous questions. They drank when they didn't want to answer, and sometimes they drank and played by themselves in the evening.

unconsciously, they drank more than half a cup more than frost, and their brains returned to the excited state half an hour ago.

It's the end of another game. It's time to win.

Evening evening one hand holds chin to look at the beautiful man opposite the table, ask: "Fu Si Han, why did you become coquettish some time ago."

Fu Sihan

Change Sao?

He seemed to see his doubts and said, "you start to like TV and news." Like a peacock that suddenly opens its screen and shines everywhere.

Fu Sihan's appearance did not know how many young girls captured - women's heart, career powder and Yan powder a lot.

"What do you think?" Fu Sihan's leisurely expression gradually faded.

"I don't know." Night rolled a white eye, heart said I know will ask you?

There was a little wine stain on the corner of her mouth. Foshan got up and wiped her mouth gently with the hot towel from the waiter.

"Because," said frost, with a deeper look, "I wish someone could see me often."

"Why?" The brain has already begun to think.

"I'm afraid she hasn't seen me for a long time and forget me."

"Who is she?" Be curious late and late.

“…… My wife. "

She's you. I'm late.

Yan wanwan put down his glass, put his face in his hands, closed his eyes and thought for a while. He said to Fu Sihan seriously, "no, you don't have a wife. Forshan, you're divorced. "

Forster was so cold that he could hardly breathe.

"I'm not divorced." Fu Si Han with words late drink wine, casually say the truth.

"Foshan, wake up, you don't have a wife!"

Yan wanwan has a comforting expression of "you can't do this.".

Fu Si was so cold that he closed his eyes and said, "fight, go on."

Later, he nodded his head twice and continued.

This time frost won quickly.

"It's too late, you Do you still love me? "