It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 60 Just want to fight against him (5)

Seeing that An Xianxian had already pulled Yu Chiguang over to sit down, the two girls were talking and laughing together, Mo Xun also pulled Song Qingyi to the sofa and sat down.

He picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for everyone, muttering in his mouth: "This bottle of wine is the turnover of Hongchen for a week! You must drink it well."

First poured a cup for Song Qingyi, then handed it to him, then poured cups for the other three people and himself.

"Come on, happy wedding, happy wedding!"

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After drinking for three rounds, a few childhood playmates are together, and they are even more relaxed.

"Mo Xun, you are abroad, have those foreign girls squeezed you dry?" Yu Chiguang held up a beer glass, his eyes were a little distracted.

Mo Xun glared at her first, and then said: "Master, I am strong and strong, not to mention only staying abroad for two years, even if I stay for another two years, the cliff will be..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Chiguang shook his head and waved his hands, and said loudly: "What you say is unfounded, Mo Qing, take a pulse!"

……

An Xianxian and Mo Qing looked at each other silently, then Mo Qing stretched out his hand, as if to diagnose Mo Xun's pulse.

Song Qingyi, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, now had a dark face, and choked out three words from between his teeth: "Yu Chiguang..."

"Ah?" Yu Chiguang, who was originally waiting to see Mo Qing give Mo Xun his pulse, turned around and looked at Song Qingyi without knowing why.

"Have a glass of juice." Song Qing said with clear eyes and a cold voice, anyone could see his displeasure.

"Oh." Yu Chiguang reached out and took the juice that Song Qingyi handed over. Because of the alcohol, she had already forgotten the idea of ​​going against Song Qingyi before, and obediently took the juice and drank it.

Seeing her drink, Song Qingyi's complexion improved slightly.

Mo Xun lowered his eyes, covering the bitterness in his eyes.

From childhood to adulthood, she only had eyes for Song Qingyi, and surrounded him from front to back, left, right, and right, and never tolerated other people in her eyes.

He can't remember when it started, but his eyes are always on the short-haired girl with a domineering temper and a flamboyant personality.

And she was a girl who grew up held in the palm of her good friend. Such a cold man, when he looked at Yu Chiguang, there was such a real and undisguised tenderness in his eyes.

So he can only bury that heartbeat deeply, so even if he feels reluctant, when his grandfather passed away two years ago, he chose to go back to his mother's hometown and take over the family business for a while, but he spent two years Another receiver was trained.

Then I received an invitation from Song Qingyi, and they were getting married.

At that time, he was still in a trance for a long time. After all these years, they were finally getting married, but the atmosphere between the two looked a little different.

But what does that matter, he is always the one with the least chance.

The hand holding the wine glass tightened and tightened, and finally raised his head and drank it down.

When he put down the wine glass, his face had returned to the usual cynicism, he put his arms around Yu Chiguang and said, "Come on, let's play a game."

"Three Kingdoms Kill!" An Xianxian threw out a set of cards, looked around the crowd and said, "Play this, play this!"

Yu Chiguang glanced at her with contempt, curled his lips: "Playing this again!"

The one who loses the most every time is An Xianxian, but she loves to play this game.

(End of this chapter)