My wife is going to be a scumbag today

Chapter 911 Afraid of getting drunk and making trouble

Chapter 911 Afraid of getting drunk and making trouble

"Yiyi has that kind of personality. She doesn't want to do anything with others in her heart. You are her first boyfriend, the first person she likes, so she wants to give you the best of everything, and she is determined to have you. After spending the rest of my life with you, I will urgently want to settle down with you."

Gong Jinghan's heart softened slightly.

"Jing Han."

Nian Zhengde gave them a wink, telling them not to force him yet.

"Slowly, how are you and Yan Jingnian?"

"I……."

Nian gradually became speechless, and finally prevented him from getting engaged to Qiao Wenya, thinking that they could stay together until they were old, but who would have expected that they would come to this point.

Seeing her like this, Nian Zhengde instantly understood, "There was another quarrel. When I went to the hospital to see Qiqi two days ago, he also went."

"Qiqi likes him very much, they look good."

Nian slowly lowered his head slightly, thinking of Nian Qiqi, he still felt pain in his heart, "I haven't seen her for a long time, I miss her a lot."

"Talk to the balcony with Dad."

"it is good."

Nian gradually realized that his father wanted to make room for the two of them.

Gong Jinghan drank his wine as if no one was around.

"Stop drinking."

Luo Yiyi finally couldn't help taking the wine glass from his hand, "How can you trust me? You say I'm casual, so where can I be casual? I only want you as my boyfriend. I gave it to you, where is it casual?"

Gong Jinghan just looked at her complicatedly, and didn't speak for a long time.

Suddenly, his eyes flickered, he grabbed the wine bottle casually, and drank violently from the mouth of the bottle.

Luo Yiyi was really angry, she sat directly opposite him, grabbed the bottle in front of her, "Okay, if you want to drink, I'll drink with you, until you don't want to drink."

After she finished speaking, she really raised her head, facing the mouth of the wine bottle, and poured wine into her stomach desperately.

Luo Yiyi put down the finished wine bottle, wiped the corner of her mouth casually with the back of her hand, looked at him and said, "Gong Jinghan, what's wrong with me? What do you think is wrong with me?"

"Before I met you, I never planned to fall in love and get married, let alone having children."

"...After meeting you, all the impossibilities in my world have turned into longing, longing for a stable marriage, longing for a child, and we give all the love we didn't get to this child."

Luo Yiyi spoke her heart out, her eye circles were flushed, and moist mist swirled in her eye sockets.

Gong Jinghan stared at her blankly, with a faint sense of pain in his eyes.

"Last night, I had a drink fight with that man. I really didn't think about anything, but I was in a bad mood, and I just had an excuse to drink."

When she thought of that arrogant mistress, she was so angry that her liver would explode.

"not talking?"

His silent appearance was like a sharp knife piercing straight into her heart.

Luo Yiyi was so miserable that she was in a trance, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, and continued to drink.

"Stop drinking."

Until she drank a lot of wine, Gong Jinghan could no longer pretend to be indifferent, and took the bottle from her hand.

"Leave me alone?"

Gong Jinghan closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm afraid you'll mess up my house if you're drunk."

"You care about me, don't you?" Luo Yiyi saw his eyes twinkling slightly, which was clearly evidence of emotion.

"You think too much."

Gong Jinghan didn't want to admit it, he grabbed the wine glass next to him, took a sip of wine to hide his panic.

Luo Yiteng stood up, sat next to him, snatched the wine glass from his hand and drank it in one gulp, hugged his head with both hands, and dropped a cool kiss.

(End of this chapter)

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