Chapter 276 Warm Dinner (3)

I saw that the little girl had brought a bottle of red wine from the wine cellar, and she proudly gave him a nod.

He put the things in his hand on the dining table, reached out to take the wine she took out, looked at the year, and hooked his thin lips, "The taste is good."

Wu Shuang raised her eyebrows lightly, and the smile on her lips could not be stopped, "I am not a coquettish person, and I don't know how to take credit randomly. Of course, it's not that I have good taste, but that there are too many treasures in someone's wine cellar. It's a good thing to take."

There was a strong smile in Mu Jinchen's deep eyes, and the brows and forehead were full of joy, "I can see that there are good things in the wine cellar, which is enough to prove that Madam has good taste. Sit down and eat."

Wushuang didn't show any politeness to him, and just sat down.

Mu Jinchen opened the red wine, went to the kitchen to get two glasses, filled them up, and put the red wine on the wine rack.

Picking up one of the cups, he pushed the other cup to Wushuang, staring at the little woman's clear eyes with burning deep eyes, and said in a voice that was more mellow than the fine red wine in the cup, "Ma'am, say a toast." Bar."

This was the second dinner they had at home after their marriage, and the first was on the twenty-eighth floor. They wished each other a happy wedding.

Wushuang met his gaze, without any twitch, picked up the wine glass, and touched his glass, "I hope grandpa gets well soon, everyone is well, and we need to be well."

The corners of Mu Jinchen's lips widened, and he looked at the little woman with a half-smile, "You might as well wish world peace and better."

"That's a good sentence, let's wish world peace." As he said that, he really touched his glass again, took a sip, and praised, "Well, good wine."

As he spoke, he drank a few more sips, almost finishing the glass of wine in his hand.

"Drink it slowly. Although the alcohol is not high, it still has a lot of stamina."

After Wushuang heard this, he put down his wine glass and was about to cut the steak when Mu Jinchen calmly moved the plate in front of her to him and patiently cut it bit by bit.

Wushuang propped her cheek with one hand, looked at the man's graceful movements, and smiled sweetly, really, marrying Mu Jinchen, everything is fine, everything is fine.

Wushuang drank a few more glasses of wine when she was happy, and after a meal, her fair face was already like a big red apple, and she felt drowsy and sleepy, so she nestled on the sofa and tossed Hei Lang.

Mr. Hei Lang was surprisingly well-behaved this evening.

Mu Jinchen cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and brought over a glass of American ginseng honey water, "I told you to drink less, you will feel uncomfortable later, drink this."

Wushuang reached out to take it, took a big gulp without looking at it, but spat it out again after being scalded, kept flapping his tongue with his hands, and glared angrily at the instigator in front of him.

Mu Jinchen hurriedly sat over and took the cup in her hand, his usual steady voice was tinged with anxiety, "Idiot, the saliva is scalded, let me have a look."

Saying that, he put the cup in his hand aside, pinched her chin and looked inside, there was a little redness, but it wasn't a big deal.

Wushuang was a little embarrassed by his look, broke free from his big hand, leaned back, and simply buried his face in Hei Lang's neck, and his face became even hotter.

Mu Jinchen narrowed his black glass-like eyes slightly, lifted his thin lips, and said to Hei Lang, "Go over there and play."