Chapter 240 Drinking Alcohol Depends on Character

While Yuhihong was feeding Hanabi with egg fried rice, Asma quietly left the dining table and went to the cash register.

At this time, Yang Ming was counting the money and his hands were cramping, and stacks of banknotes were turned over in his hands, and the strings of zeros were so eye-catching.

Asma stepped forward, and jokingly said, "Why, boss Yang Ming is not cooking now, but has changed his career to counting money?"

"That's not true." Yang Ming raised the money in his hand, with the most glorious expression on his face, "This money is a good thing."

Hearing this, Asma meant something else, and suddenly changed the subject.

"But it's a pity that there are some things you can't buy with money."

"What?" Yang Ming looked at Asma strangely, "Did you have something to ask me?"

"This..." Asma secretly glanced back at Yuhihong, seeing that she was playing with the firework in her arms and didn't notice her, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Asma stretched out her middle finger and thumb, and rubbed them together, "Boss Yang Ming, I really have something to ask you."

"Look, I spent money today, can I draw a lottery?"

Yang Ming suddenly realized, and looked at Asma speechlessly.

"So I wanted to go drink!"

"How do you make it look like a thief?"

As soon as the words fell, Asma showed an expression of pain and happiness intersecting on her face.

"Boss Yang Ming, you have never been married, you don't understand, I can't explain it in words!"

The corner of Yang Ming's mouth twitched, "You don't mean to say that marriage is the grave of love?"

"Yo!" Asma seemed to know Yang Ming for the first time, looking him up and down, "I didn't expect you to know so much."

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched even more, "Just say that you are strict with your wife and afraid of your wife."

"No, no, no." Asma waved her hand hastily, and said with a serious face, "I respect her, so I am modest."

"Come on!" Yang Ming brought out the lottery box, "Let's not talk about that."

"If you want to draw a lottery, I'll tell you my ugly words first. Only three people have the chance to win the prize. You have to be mentally prepared."

Asma breathed into her hands, then reached into the box.

Bang Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang!

There was a shaking sound, and Asma pulled out a scarlet card.

"Boss Yang Ming, did I win the lottery?" Asma looked at Yang Ming expectantly.

"Unfortunately, you drew the wrong one." Yang Ming said lightly.

"How come..." Asma looked disappointed for a while.

At this time, Hongdou twisted her snake waist, stepped on catwalks, and walked over fragrantly all the way.

"Boss Yang Ming, I want to come to the lottery too."

Asma frowned, "Hongdou, why are you here to join in the fun?"

Hongdou frowned coquettishly, "I want you to take care of it!"

As she spoke, she put her hand into the lottery box.

Asma watched coldly from the sidelines, "Hongdou, I'm not talking about you, the chance of winning is too low, you'd better not draw."

"Anyway, I don't believe it." Hongdou retorted.

As she spoke, she pulled her hand, and a purple card appeared on the scene.

Hong Dou glanced at Asma triumphantly, and saw that his face was bewildered, and she was secretly proud.

"Well, I'm lucky, right?"

"This..." Asma still couldn't believe it.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

There was less than five minutes between the two of them, so why couldn't he, Asma, smoke it?

People are really more popular than people!

However, Asma has also been addicted to alcohol recently, and often waits until Kureni Yuhi goes to bed at night to drink by herself to relieve her worries.

He was very curious about what was different about the wine that Boss Yang Ming made.

Thinking of this, Asma turned her attitude 180 degrees, and said with a smile: "Hongdou, you can make an offer, how much is this card, I will offer it!"

If it were a romantic place, Asma's words were really a bit like a flirtatious young man bidding for a beautiful woman.

Hongdou Yingying Qiushui's eyes curved into a charming arc, and she looked at Asma with a smile, "You said this, don't go back on your word!"

Asma patted her chest and said: "As long as it is within the reasonable range, I will never go back on my word."

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A figure quietly appeared behind Asma, and a scent of perfume familiar to Asma wafted over.

"uh-huh?"

Accompanied by a coquettish hum, Asma's body shook, and she turned her head in embarrassment.

I saw that Xi Hihong still had a gentle and virtuous appearance, with a touch of charm between her brows.

But Asma felt that in the depths of Yuhihong's beautiful eyes, a storm was brewing!

"Hong, listen to me, this must be a misunderstanding!" Asma quickly explained.

"Misunderstanding?" In order to maintain her image, Yu Hihong evoked a slightly stern arc.

"Really, I'm just chatting with Hongdou, nothing else."

"What else do you want to mean, huh?" Yuhihong's smile looked more and more dangerous.

It is said that this woman is jealous, and they are really right.

In the original book, Asma and Yuhihong died not long after they got married. At that time, the relationship between the two was already very deep, and they were not tortured so much.

But now, Asma is a few years ahead of the original work, so naturally, like a young couple, there are often frictions.

Xi Hihong pressed her sexy red lips to Asma's ear, exhaled softly and said softly: "When you go back, kneel on the washboard for an hour, otherwise..."

Before Kurenai Yuhi finished speaking, Asma felt her legs start to go weak.

God!

Kneel on the washboard for an hour!

Does he still need to walk!

Asma didn't know how she got out of Yang Ming's shop, she just felt that the sky was so bright and sunny, but it didn't leave him a piece of pure land.

Inside the small shop.

Hong Dou shook the card in his hand at Yang Ming, leaned his soft body forward, and asked curiously, "Boss Yang Ming, what kind of wine do you sell in your tavern, making it so mysterious?"

Yang Ming counted the money calmly, and said in his usual indifferent tone, "I won't tell you."

"you!"

Red beans are so angry!

Really want to slap in the past!

Didn't you see that this beautiful woman asked you in a low voice, so you can't give her some face?

With Hongdou's anger, there was a wave of turbulence in his chest, and he did not know how many fiery eyes were attracted, which also made Hongdou secretly proud.

After all, if a woman is unwilling to even glance at a man, it can only mean that she is not attractive at all.

But when Hongdou glanced at Yang Ming, Hao Xuan was not mad at him.

I saw that Yang Ming turned a blind eye to her turbulent waves, but counted the money seriously with his head down!

Hongdou laughed angrily, "Boss Yang Ming, no wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

Sorry, the second update came late, and I have recently fallen into a situation where I can't hold a chapter for five hours. . .