Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 357 A Hundred Sentences of Love (3)
He was shaken helplessly, and smiled slightly, "Didn't you hear what I said?"

"No!" Jiujiu said firmly, "Say it quickly, what did you just say?"

"Jiujiu, I'm actually curious about a question."

"What question? If I know the answer, I will know everything and tell you everything." He still has questions that he doesn't understand?Jiujiu felt novel and curious.

"Jiujiu, I've told you so many times that I love you, do you feel tired?"

"Not tired." Jiujiu said without hesitation, "Actually, every time you say that to me, my heart beats very fast, Lan Huaer, it turns out that when two people who love each other love each other, they will really thump. However, my heart fluttered, I felt very flustered, and I always felt that I couldn’t grasp my heart.”

After being together for a long time before, there was no such feeling of throbbing. She thought it was because the love had faded.

But six years later, her heart beat so flustered and chaotic again because of the phrase "I love you", she realized that it wasn't that the love between each other had faded, but that her heart had gotten used to the beating when seeing each other. The frequency, I am used to it, so I don't think it is too stormy.

Inside the transparent sightseeing elevator.

He stared at her with intoxicating tenderness in his eyes.

"Jiujiu and me too. Whenever you say you love me, my heart throbs very hard. Jiujiu, I think I can't live without you in this life."

He holds her.

He hugged her tightly as if he had devoted all his life to her.

"We won't be separated again." Jiujiu hugged him with a firm voice, "Forever!"

"Ah."

In the aisle of the feast.

Lan Zhongwen walked past with her in his arms.

Jiujiu suddenly felt terribly happy.

Everyone hated her the last time she was here.

When she came here today, everyone took care of her.

She smiled softly.

The private room door opened slowly in front of your eyes.

Between the toasts, familiar faces smiled at her.

Wei Beibei, Qiao Mo, An Cen, Lu Ying, Yi Lin, and Gu Rong were all there. They laughed and complained, "Why are you here so late? Is there a traffic jam?"

In the changing light and shadow.

Gu Rong was sitting in a daze from drinking, and handed over two glasses of wine casually, his eyes were hazy, "Come on, let's all have a toast."

Lan Zhongwen and Jiujiu took the wine glasses.

Several people raised their glasses too.

When the wine glasses collided, laughter spread, "Cheers!"

Everyone here, except for Gu Rong, has known each other since the third grade of junior high school, at least for ten years, so they can be regarded as real childhood friends.

Smiling, Jiujiu stuck behind Lan Zhongwen, sitting in his arms like a little tail.

Lan Zhongwen smiled half-smile, seemed to enjoy her intimacy very much, put his slender hands on her waist, and squeezed her waist tightly with a slight effort.

This action pleased Jiujiu, who smiled slightly with gentle eyes.

"Aren't you? Why are you like Siamese twins, so sticky?" Wei Beibei laughed at them with a wine glass, with a bewitching smile.

This was the first time that Wei Beibei joined them as a friend, and it was also the first time in so many years that he teased them in front of the two of them. He seemed to really let go and smiled lazily.

Qiao Mo was stunned for a moment. In the blurred light and shadow, he saw Beibei's eyes were calm and breezy, as if he really let go.

Even Beibei has let go, so what right does he have to hate.

So he picked up the wine glass and said to the two, "I haven't had time to congratulate you last time, this glass of wine is toast to you for 200 years."

After speaking, he raised his head and drank.

Wei Beibei also raised his glass to them, expressed his blessing, and drank it all.

Lan Zhongwen didn't speak, Jiujiu thought he was upset, so he carefully picked up the wine glass on the table and planned to toast them.

"I'll do it." The wine glass in his hand was taken away by Lan Zhongwen. He drank it down, his eyes were black and charming, "Thank you for your blessings, and I wish you all happiness and well-being."

Jiujiu felt warm in his heart, and whispered to him not to drink too much.

"Okay." He said, his voice soft.

At this moment, it seems that all the grievances and grievances have been turned into clouds of smoke. Wei Beibei is such a proud person, if he blesses them, he really let go.

And Qiao Mo, maybe he was also relieved.

There are some things that don’t need to be said too much, as long as you understand God with your heart.

An Cen and Lu Ying sat watching from a distance, and felt relieved for a while. They raised their wine glasses and said to Lan Zhongwen and Jiujiu, "I wish you love forever and grow old together."

Lan Zhongwen smiled, toasted them with a glass of wine, and accepted these good words.

Seeing the peaceful atmosphere, Gu Rong still couldn't cheer up, knowing that they were all troubled, so he put his arm on Qiao Mo's shoulders, "How about we play a game?"

"What game?" Lu Yingrao asked with interest.

Over the years, they have gotten to know Doubi Gu Rong well, and they know that he is that shameless and dead-faced, but he is everyone's pistachio, and as time goes by, everyone will accept his Doubi, and let him be crazy. He waves.

Whenever the atmosphere is oppressive and cold, as long as Gu Rong steps out, it can be resolved instantly. Lu Ying also knew that the atmosphere was not right, so she sang a double reed with Gu Rong.

This group of people are all industry leaders or elites, and each one is better than the other, so you look at me and I look at you, and they all agree tacitly.

Playing games is nothing more than to reconcile the atmosphere. When there are many people, it can be said that it is not a good way.

Gu Rong said with a mysterious face, "This game is called King and Slave. Lucy taught me. Put a wine bottle in the middle of the table and rotate it. When it stops, whoever points the mouth of the wine at it is the king, and then the king Draw lots, everyone is assigned a number, whoever is drawn will be a slave, and most importantly, in order to prevent someone from intentionally releasing water, the king must first express a wish before drawing lots, and draw slaves to fulfill it."

Several people seemed to understand and nodded.

In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as Gu Rong understands, Gu Rong will teach them later in the process of playing.

(End of this chapter)