Chapter 161 How to Sleep Tonight?

Seeing the smile on Lin Yao's face, Mo Yan couldn't help but glared at her, saying:

"Weather forecasts are generally inaccurate. With such a heavy rain, it won't last long."

"Then sit down for a while and drink some water."

Fang Xiaole got up to pour water for the three of them, and Lin Yao also followed when she saw this.

"You are tired all day, sit down."

Fang Xiaole stopped Lin Yao, not wanting to keep her busy.

"It's okay, I'm not tired."

Lin Yao turned her head and glanced quietly at Mo Yan who was sitting on the sofa, and the other party Xiao Le showed a pitiful expression, and said softly:

"I want to stay with you for a while, can I?"

Fang Xiaole's heart suddenly seemed to be hit by something, and his heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment. He stared at Lin Yao and nodded.

The two smiled at each other and walked into the kitchen together.

"Don't worry, I'll drink."

Mo Yan became angry when he saw the tired and crooked looks of these two people, and said to Zhang Zhiqin:

"Isn't there still wine? Let's continue!"

Zhang Zhiqin spread his hands: "You've finished all of Bai's beer, so where's the wine?"

Mo Yan glared at him, and took out two bottles of red wine from his pocket on the dining table.

Zhang Zhiqin covered his face helplessly, he forgot that he bought two bottles of red wine when he went to the supermarket with Mo Yan just now.

"Aren't you going to get the cup?"

Mo Yan stared at Zhang Zhiqin and said.

"oh oh."

When Mo Yan gave an order, the guy immediately bounced off the sofa as if he had been stabbed in the buttocks, and ran into the kitchen to get some red wine glasses.

"Sister Yan, why are you so cruel to Master Zhang, who is the nephew of the deputy director of Apple TV, isn't that good?"

Fangfang reminded softly beside her worriedly.

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't help but want to lose his temper when facing Zhang Zhiqin.

This is completely inconsistent with her usual three-point smiling face style?

And the strangest thing is that Zhang Zhiqin never gets angry, and looks resigned and enjoying it.

Forget it, he's not yours after all, so why do you call around to others like this.

Mo Yan, who found out that she really had a problem, immediately reflected in her heart, and when Zhang Zhiqin came out, she stood up to greet Zhang Zhiqin with a smile, and took the wine glass in his hand.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, Planner Zhang."

"Huh? Oh, no trouble no trouble."

Seeing Mo Yan's polite smile, Zhang Zhiqin didn't react for a while, and answered in a daze.

Fangfang nodded repeatedly watching from the side, this is the sister Yan I know.

Mo Yan opened a bottle of red wine with a corkscrew, and asked Zhang Zhiqin with a smile, "Clan Zhang, can you have a drink?"

"Ah?" Zhang Zhiqin didn't know why Mo Yan suddenly became so awkward, scratched his head and said:

"I won't drink it, so don't you either."

Zhang Zhiqin paused,

Kindly advise:

"You drank both white and beer today, and now you still have to drink red wine, which hurts your health! You are already old, and your bones will become brittle if you drink too much wine. It is easy to fall and lose your leg like last time. Can't fit together."

"None of your business!" Mo Yan suddenly slapped the coffee table and glared at Zhang Zhiqin:

"I asked you if you drink?!"

"Drink, drink." Zhang Zhiqin quickly picked up the wine glass in front of him with both hands, and brought it tremblingly to Mo Yan.

Mo Yan's formulaic smile completely collapsed. With a dark face, he poured wine for Zhang Zhiqin, put down the bottle heavily, then picked himself up and touched the glass with Zhang Zhiqin, and then drank it down in one gulp.

A drop of red liquid slipped from the corner of her mouth and slowly flowed into the towering collar, like a bright red and alluring mountain spring.

Zhang Zhiqin was so close that his eyes became a little straight.

After Mo Yan drank the wine in his glass, he looked down and saw the wretched eyes of this guy, and asked coldly:

"What are you looking at?"

"No, nothing, cheers, cheers, hehe."

Zhang Zhiqin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, raised his neck in a panic and finished the glass of red wine.

"Come again!"

Mo Yan glared at him fiercely, raised his hand and pulled up the collar, and then poured another glass for himself and Zhang Zhiqin.

"Ah, come again? I really can't do it!"

Zhang Zhiqin had a mournful face.

"Silver-like pewter spearheads, fancy but not useful!"

Mo Yan glanced at him contemptuously, raised her head and drank the wine in her glass, then brought Zhang Zhiqin's glass over, and drank it in one gulp.

"Sister Yan, what are you doing? Stop drinking!"

Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole walked out of the kitchen with tea, just in time to see Mo Yan drinking two glasses of red wine, and continued to pour wine for herself after drinking, she hurried over to stop Mo Yan.

"Sister Yan is already drunk, Fangfang, don't stop her."

Lin Yao supported Mo Yan, and couldn't help complaining to Fangfang.

"How dare I stop it?"

Fangfang spread her hands aggrievedly.

"Ugh!"

Lin Yao thought it was because she was too self-willed that Sister Yan was in such a bad mood, and she wanted to drink away her worries, so she sighed remorsefully.

"Let Sister Mo go to the master bedroom to rest for a while, and you can leave after the rain stops."

Fang Xiaole said to Lin Yao.

"I still want to drink!"

Mo Yan quit, broke away from Lin Yao, and went to get the wine bottle again.

"Fangfang, come and help!"

"I'm coming!"

Lin Yao and Fang Fang managed to subdue Mo Yan, and took her to the master bedroom. Mo Yan was indeed a bit over the top, and they still wanted to struggle like this, so the two women had to continue to suppress her in the bedroom.

After working for a long time, the two used both soft and hard tactics, coaxing and begging, and Mo Yan gradually calmed down.

"Tsk tsk, it's scary for a woman to be drunk."

Zhang Zhiqin leaned against the door of the master bedroom and looked in, watching the scene with great interest while still sighing.

"Especially older women."

"What did you say? Believe it or not, this old lady got up and fucked you to death!"

Unexpectedly, Mo Yan heard this, and she was about to jump up when she was already lying on the bed, Lin Yao and Fang Fang hurriedly suppressed her again.

"Why are you adding fuel to the flames! Sister Mo, I'm sorry, Zhang Zhiqin was just joking, don't be angry!"

Fang Xiaole didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly dragged the snarky guy away, and closed the door of the master bedroom.

Even in this way, Mo Yan could still be heard howling inside: "The surname Zhang, who do you think is getting old? If you have the guts, come and fight with me, whoever gets down first is the grandson thief!"

Zhang Zhiqin's face turned green from being scolded, Fang Xiaole couldn't help but burst out laughing, and sighed:

"Sister Mo is really drunk."

After a while, it was completely dark, but the torrential rain outside showed no signs of abating.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Yao and Fang Fang, who managed to "coax" Mo Yan to sleep, came out of the master bedroom.

"It seems that the rain really can't stop tonight."

Fang Xiaole looked at the rain outside the window, then turned to Lin Yao, Fang Fang and Zhang Zhiqin and said:

"You can stay here tonight."

None of the three objected, Fangfang asked:

"There are people living in both bedrooms, how should we sleep?"

"It's very simple. Isn't there a tatami mat in the study?" Zhang Zhiqin took it for granted:

"I sleep on the sofa, Fang Fang sleeps with Sister Mo, Brother Fang sleeps with Teacher Lin, isn't that all right?"