"Okay, okay, this is a good way to eat!" Gu Bufan took the dish that Song Nuan gave him, tried it, and praised it even more.

"Not bad, not bad! delicious!"

"Grandma, I'll give you this." Song Nuan smeared some more and handed it to Mrs. Wen.

Old Mrs. Wen took it and nodded, "Okay, okay!"

Song Nuan tried the sample and everyone knew it. Next, they all made it up, including eating, drinking and chatting.

Warm and harmonious, and happy.

"Huan girl, come! Have a few drinks with your master."

"Okay!" Song Nuan took the wine that Gu Bufan poured for her, "Master, I'll toast you."

"good!"

The master and apprentice drank three drinks, but everyone didn't take it seriously. Only Wen Chongzheng looked at Song Nuan from time to time and observed her drunken reaction.

I wonder what happened tonight?

Song Nuan drank several drinks, but it was fine.

Wen Chongzheng was puzzled and thought maybe it was because of the days when he was away, her alcohol tolerance had improved.

Everyone continued to eat and drink, and they ate for half an hour for a dinner.

Wen Chongzheng calculated roughly that Song Nuan had drunk ten glasses of wine. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were blurred, her speaking speed became faster, and her tongue seemed to be unable to straighten.

Alas! Drunk.

Not only Wen Chongzheng discovered this, but everyone could see that Song Nuan was already unable to drink. Gu Bufan looked at Wen Chongzheng and was surprised: "Didn't Nuan say that she would not fall into a thousand cups?"

Wen Chongzheng smiled, "That's what she thought, that's the truth. However, she is already very powerful today. Once, she poured a cup."

Well!

Everyone was surprised.

Everyone has a tacit understanding, and she can't let her touch the wine glass next time.

It is better to drink less of the amount of alcohol you pour in this glass.

Wen Chongzheng stood up and looked at everyone, "I'll take her back to the house first."

Everyone nodded.

Song Nuan also heard this, frowned, stood up, and pointed his finger at Wen Chongzheng's chest, "I'm not drunk! I don't want to go back to the house. I still want to drink tea, chat, and talk to my master about A Ling."

"I'll talk tomorrow, you're really drunk."

"Not drunk!"

Wen Chongzheng bent down and delivered his face to her, "Who am I yours?"

"You..." Song Nuan tilted her head and thought for a moment, then grinned and hooked her hand around his neck, "You are my husband."

I have been hesitating for so long, I should be punished!

Wen Chongzheng secretly wrote this in his small notebook.

"You're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!"

Wen Chongzheng shook his head, put his shoulder on her shoulder and walked towards their room, "You are like this now, and you can't talk much, go back to the house to rest."

"I don't want it!"

"Why don't you? You'll have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning."

"I'm weak now, I definitely can't beat you. I don't want to go back, you..." Song Nuan pushed him away with both hands and feet.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside.

"mother."

"grandmother."

Boss Wen and Wen Han?

So late, what are they going to do?

Wen Chongzheng stopped, held Song Nuan and turned around. Old Mrs. Wen signaled Wen Yuechu to open the door.

Crunch...

When the eldest eldest son Wen and his son came in, there was a strong aroma of vegetables in the yard. Everyone sat in the yard again, and they guessed that it had just finished supper.

"Mom, is this just finished supper?"

Old Mrs. Wen nodded, "Well, come here in the middle of the night, are there anything wrong?"

Wen Han was holding two large bamboo baskets in his hand and put them on the table. He looked around for the figures of Wen Chongzheng and his wife, "Grandmother, this is the marriage recognition gift sent by the Shen family. This is the second and third bedrooms, and grandmother's. They will come to recognize their relatives tomorrow, and Yue'e will marry her on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month."

Wen Han's eyes fell on the two people who were intimately behaved not far away, and his brows frowned fiercely, "Come and see my second brother by the way."

Song Nuan suddenly shouted, "Wow! I recognize you."

Wen Chongzheng couldn't help but feel black when he heard this.

"who I am?"

Song Nuan pounced on him and hung on him like a koala. Wen Chongzheng was pounced on her and couldn't help but take a few steps back before he could barely stand firm.

She wrapped her hands around his neck.

He held his hands on her thighs.

Intimate.

Sweet bubbles.

Song Nuan looked at him, smiling with her eyebrows and eyes curled like a little fox, "You are my husband, the best and best person. Hehe! My man is the best in the world."

Upon hearing this, Wen Chongzheng smiled, his black eyes shining brightly.

It seemed as if countless fireworks exploded in front of him, and among the dazzling fireworks, there was a face that was more beautiful than the fireworks.

"My wife is also the best in the world."

After saying that, he carried her back to the room, not even giving Wen Han a look out of the corner of his eyes.

Over there, everyone laughed at the scene, Gu Bufan shook his head, "This girl is indeed drunk, and this amount of alcohol is really worrying."

"I can't let her drink anymore." Old Mrs. Wen also nodded.

Wen Han's hand holding the bamboo basket tightened hard, the blue veins were revealed, and the eyes that looked over there were fire. It should have been his, but now...

Old Mrs. Wen has asked Boss Wen to sit down.

Wen Yuechu went to make tea.

Bai took Song Ling and his brothers back to the house to wash.

There were only five people left in the yard.

"Ahan, sit down."

"..." Wen Han stood still.

"Ahan?" Old Mrs. Wen called out again.

Everyone looked at Wen Han together, and Boss Wen reached out and pulled him down, "Ahan, your grandmother asked you to sit down, you can put the things down first."

Wen Han came to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I see that my second brother's body is much better, this is really great." As he said that, he put down his things and solemnly bowed to Gu Bufan.

"Doctor Gu, thank you!"

Gu Bufan waved his hand, "That kid is my disciple's husband. I will treat it for you. No one needs to express gratitude for this matter. It's enough that my disciple can be happy."

Wen Han sat down, but was restless.

He didn't listen to what the adults were talking about.

Wen Chong was holding Song Nuan into the house, her hands tightly hugging him, trembling gently. He placed her on the chaise long before the window, "Lying here for a while, I'll get you hot water and wipe your body before going to bed. You drink tonight, and taking a shower will get cold."

Song Nuan's arms were still wrapped around his neck and did not loosen. Looking at him, his eyes were moist and bright.

Wen Chongzheng smiled softly, "What's wrong? After entering the house, the person can't see it anymore. You don't have to do this anymore."

Song Nuan's abnormality just now, coupled with Wen Han's gaze, he knew something vaguely.

"I'm happy, it's not for him to show it. Which green onion is he? I want him to worry about it?" Song Nuan pressed hard, then kissed his lips, "This is a reward, reward you for your health and return home."

Wen Chongzheng looked at her in surprise.

Her eyes became brighter, and she was a little shy and cunning.

She seemed to be making some decision, but she seemed to be plucking up courage.

Warm flowed through her heart, and Wen Chongzheng's heart was filled with an instant. He lowered his head to kiss her lips, and she responded like a curious child.

Wen Chongzheng tightened her waist and covered her big palm.
To be continued...