Chapter 765 Do You Think Like Me? (Ticket 3)

Liu Yusheng raised his hand to take over the wine glass, wrestled with the man, and took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Full of strength, a sip of wine can make people slightly drunk.

After handing over the glasses of wine, the ceremony between them was basically completed.

The four eyes met, slightly drunk, looking at each other covered with a charming haze.

The red curtain hung down, blocking the light from outside.

At this time, in the Liu family compound, the elders of the Liu family had just sent away the last wave of drunken guests.

The inside and outside of the yard was in a mess, the stools were crookedly arranged, and the table was full of leftovers, which were no longer as neat as when they were just placed.

The villagers volunteered to help tidy up, wash the dishes, and move away their own tables and stools. Otherwise, the Liu family would be left to do their own work, and they might not be able to clean up in the middle of the night.

Even with the help of so many people, they didn't rest until the middle of the month.

The most precious daughter in the family is married.

Although they knew that the child would definitely come back, they still couldn't avoid being sad. The two went back to the room early to rest. They needed some time to adjust their mood and learn to adapt to the days when their granddaughter was not around.

Liu Da and Liu Er got drunk and were also dragged back to the room by their old women.

The rest of the younger generation sat around the table to continue the celebration.

"That guy Feng Qingbai will definitely stay in the palace tonight. I will rush there with Xiao Shitou early in the morning, maybe I can get on his boat and marry Fu Nannan by the way." Qian Wanjin patted and ate. Liu'er's round belly, smacking his lips.

"Don't worry, you won't be able to catch a boat with the wind. If you want to go back to Beijing, you should find a boat by yourself." Liu Zhiqiu smiled and gave some advice, "Feng Qingbai just married his niece, so he can make you bother to follow?"

Qian Wanjin's face twitched, and he immediately interrupted the idea of ​​taking a boat.

Zhiqiu is right, Feng Qingbai is so virtuous, Xiaojiazi is very angry.

As a newlywed, can someone stick around and get in the way?

If he really got close, he reckoned that Feng Qingbai could throw him into the canal to feed the fish.

"It's getting late, hurry up and go to sleep. I have to go back to Yunzhou tomorrow to be on duty." Liu Zhixia picked up his youngest son, led his wife to get up, and walked to the second courtyard.

He is a man with a wife, so he doesn't need to be sour with these people.

It's true that it's getting late, and at this time in the past, everyone has already gone to bed.

Shi Xianrou got up, pulled up the man who still wanted to stay still, "Go, go and rest, I'll take you for a ride in the morning."

"No, Feng Qingbai will throw me into the river!" The man lost his temper and refused to leave.

"Then let's charter a boat by ourselves," he leaned closer and winked at the puffy man, "wouldn't it be more comfortable for two people?"

"..." Qian Wanjin's face, which was already smelling of alcohol, turned red for the second time, and a carp stood up and walked towards the second courtyard, "Hurry up and go to sleep, and return to Beijing tomorrow!"

Liu Zhiqiu rolled his eyes when he saw the man's sanctimonious appearance, "Hypocrisy. I didn't think of anything good at first sight, so I put on such a pretense."

Turning her head, she met Xiao Bailian's pouting face.

Moving his head back a little, Liu Zhiqiu frowned, "What's wrong?"

Liu Muqiu looked at him, and saw that he still looked confused for a long time, and rarely got up and left angrily, "I don't understand the style, wood!"

"..." Damn, what did he do to him? He offended her?

Why is he a log?

Why can't he understand the style?

"Little Bailian, stop and speak clearly!"

"Don't stand!" An angry voice.

Liu Zhiqiu rubbed his face, sighed softly, got up and chased after him.

When the woman was about to step into the inner courtyard, he pulled her back, slapped the courtyard wall with his backhand, and lowered his head to look at her, "Why are you suddenly angry for no reason?"

The woman bit her lip, lowered her eyes and did not look at him, clearly still angry.

Under the pale moonlight, he could see that her trembling eyelashes were slowly soaked with water vapor.

Really wronged.

Putting his hands on her sides, he looked at her for a while in this posture.

Until the water vapor on her eyelashes condensed into tiny pearls, Liu Zhiqiu reached out and pinched her small chin, and lifted it up, "You think I'm like this?"

He lowered his head and pressed his lips to hers.

Liu Muqiu's eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing stopped.

The warmth from her lips made her heart beat.

Such a close distance, so close that she could clearly feel his breath on her face, and he still smelled slightly of alcohol.

"Close your eyes and breathe."

She immediately closed her eyes tightly, clenched her hand hanging by her side into a fist, and when she was about to suffocate herself to death, she slowly exhaled her breath from her nose. Fearing that the breath hitting his skin would make him unhappy, she even held her breath and let it out bit by bit.

She didn't see that the man's black eyes were stained with rare tenderness because of her reaction.

"Are you still angry?" He stepped back a little, stared at her with deep eyes, and asked again.

"...don't be angry anymore." She twitched her eyelashes and responded in a low voice.

The man suddenly laughed lowly, leaned into her ear, and whispered, "Little Bailian, cats lose their temper when they are thinking about spring."

"..." The cat showed its paws, scratched the man's chest fiercely, pushed him away and fled to the inner courtyard.

Obviously he was puzzled by the style, but he actually said that she misses spring!

The cheerful laughter of the man behind her was like a magic voice, she fled into the room and closed the door, the voice still lingered in her ears.

With her back against the door, her hands covered her hot cheeks. A moment later, the woman was dancing and laughing in the room.

I'm afraid that you will call me Calvin again, and I rushed another chapter, but unfortunately, I was a few minutes late and couldn't make it before twelve o'clock.