Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6775 wishful thinking (12)

Yang Shuzheng knew that she was sitting with them and eating, and they couldn't let go, so she made an excuse and went back to her room after eating.

Yan Jia waited for Aunt Yang to leave before she dared to joke with Ji Changmu: "Old Ji, Auntie is in good health."

"Ah."

"Your first love sent cakes early in the morning, it seems that our cakes are not sincere."

"Can you drink well?"

"Old Ji, here comes the question, which cake do you plan to eat?"

"I don't eat sweets, whichever you like."

"Oh!" Yan Jia felt that Ji Changmu was really boring.

A group of people were drinking and chatting in the restaurant, drunk.

Sometimes when the wine is finished, Ji Changmu will go to the wine rack to get the wine himself, and he will choose the best wine.

The outdoor is a bleak early winter scene, and the indoor is a cheerful and cheerful atmosphere. In the yard, a plum blossom that bloomed early is just the right color, and it is beautiful and charming against the white wall.

Ji Changmu didn't smoke much at night, but he drank a lot of alcohol. He almost drank one cup after another tonight, and didn't talk most of the time.

Yan Jia and the others soon drank too much, took a mobile phone and started taking photos together, insisting on getting Ji Changmu.

How could Ji Changmu take these pictures with them, he frowned and avoided: "You take pictures yourself."

"Old Ji, here's one."

"Don't shoot."

Yan Jia and the others had no choice but to play by themselves.

The photo was taken well, but Yan Jia's phone rang again, and when he saw the incoming call, he cursed: "Call me again!"

Turning on the phone, Yan Jia deliberately turned on the speakerphone.

Everyone was still wondering who called, and the childish voice of the little friend sounded from the other end: "Uncle Evil... It's delicious to drink this morning."

"Drinking milk and calling Lao Tzu?"

"Hmm." The little friend at the other end was frightened, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he felt wronged, "Zhou Zhou secretly hid a bottle for Uncle Evil, and waited for Uncle Fei's house under the bed of Uncle Evil. tasty drink."

"Damn it, you dare to enter my room? Little bastard, you wait for me! How did your mother teach you?"

"Wow..." The kid on the other end cried, crying so loudly.

"What the hell, someone raises a little thing that no one teaches! I'm so mad! Little bastard!" Yan Jia hates being entered into his room the most. The group of people in the family really don't treat him as an outsider, but he treats them all Be an outsider!

The child was obviously stunned, unable to speak, just crying.

"Don't call me in the future. I'm not your father, and I won't spoil you! Little bastard, listen clearly, I don't like you. I hate you the most. You're so stupid. Going to school, why are you calling me? I owe you a beating."

Probably because the child was crying too loudly, and Yan Jia drank too much, Ji Changmu frowned and hung up his phone.

He couldn't stand it anymore: "Yanga, why are you losing your temper with a three-year-old kid?"

"What's the matter? When I was his age, I was often beaten by my father. Is it okay if I scold him?"

"You only have the ability to lose your temper with children."

"Old Ji, won't you speak for me?"

"If you don't help your relatives, a three-year-old kid, no matter how you look at it, you are bullying him."

"It's just a few words of scolding. What's wrong with scolding? Did I do something outrageous? Did I pull out his father's oxygen tube?" Yan Jia was emotional.

(End of this chapter)