Chapter 1541 Su Xiaoqiao Is Missing? (IV)

He nodded slightly, "Well, I'll be there when you get drunk."

His voice was low and hoarse, gentle and lingering beside Xuxu's ears.

Xuxu shrank his neck, looked at Hu Xiaoxiao, and raised his glass, "I toast you."

Hu Xiaoxiao was casual and didn't care about who toasted who with Xuxu. Her tone and smile were generous, "I wish you and Yan Rusheng a long and happy life together."

"Thank you." Xuxu nodded and smiled, then raised her head and drank most of the glass of red wine in one gulp.

In the past few years, she had tried to practice her drinking capacity. Every time she went out with Yan Rusheng for social events, she had to drink on some occasions. Seeing him drink one glass after another, she felt really distressed and wanted to drink one or two glasses for him.

Even if it was just one glass, she would feel comfortable.

But she failed again and again.

After drinking most of the glass of wine, she didn't know if it was her psychological effect, but she already felt a burning sensation in her throat.

Then she raised her empty cup and said to the young masters, "I've already drunk the wine, can you let me go?"

"What are you talking about? Actually, we won't force you if you don't want to drink."

Xu Xu: "..."

"Yan San, toast to everyone."

Everyone stopped arguing with Xu Xu, but that didn't mean Yan Rusheng was let off.

Wine still needs to be toasted.

Yan Rusheng drank from everyone, and everyone drank almost all the wine, and no one asked him to drink three cups.

When it came to Jiang Zhuoheng, Yan Rusheng turned to the waiter who was pouring the wine and said, "Fill it up a little."

As if he didn't pour enough, he was not a man.

Xu Xu: "..."

When he met Ah Heng, he lost his mind and acted very childish.

"I hope to drink your and Hu Xiaoxiao's wedding wine as soon as possible." Yan Rusheng held a full glass of red wine and clinked it with Jiang Zhuoheng's glass, bending his red lips. The pride in his smile could be seen by people who were drunk.

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled without saying a word, raised his glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The next one is Ming Ansheng.

Yan Rusheng moved over, and Xuxu wanted to follow. Jiang Zhuoheng suddenly looked at her and whispered, "Xuxu."

Xuxu stopped and looked at him.

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled slightly, "I want to talk to you."

Hearing this, Xuxu glanced at Yan Rusheng. Ming Ansheng was making things difficult for Yan Rusheng, asking him to go with Sanbei, and the two of them were arguing.

It would probably take a while for them to reach an agreement. Xuxu looked at Jiang Zhuoheng again and nodded slightly.

The person next to Jiang Zhuoheng happened to go to the toilet, and the seat was empty.

Xuxu pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Xuxu, you look... beautiful today." Jiang Zhuoheng looked at Xuxu's face with bridal makeup and praised.

His eyes were slightly infatuated.

From the green boyhood to now, he has loved her for so many years, and has imagined countless times to put on a wedding dress for her and enter the marriage hall with her hand.

Finally, when she wore a wedding dress, the groom was not him.

Fortunately, she was just as he imagined, wearing a wedding dress, just as beautiful, just as happy.

In this way, he can let it go.

Xuxu pursed her lips tightly, with a glimmer in her eyes, and winked mischievously at the man in front of her who was as gentle as jade, "When am I not beautiful?"

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled faintly, "It doesn't matter."

As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter.

Xuxu didn't understand what Jiang Zhuoheng meant, and looked at him puzzledly, "What?"

"Nothing." Jiang Zhuoheng shook his head and changed the subject, "That child..."

He paused suddenly and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention to them.