Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

Lin Langyin and Jiang Xiannan were eating potato chips and watching TV. Hearing this, they picked up the remote control and lowered the sound a little before asking: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiannan also stretched his head over, as if he was listening to gossip.

Cui Sanning motioned for them to look at the kitchen.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

"I thought it was a big deal."

Lin Langyin didn't take it seriously: "Don't worry about them."

He looked sideways and comforted: "It's not that you don't want to do it, it's mainly that it's really not suitable for you and there's no room for you to play."

He raised his hand to pat Cui Sanning's shoulder, but found that it was him who had just eaten potato chips, so he returned the other hand: "Having this intention is enough."

Jiang Xiannan also said: "Cooking makes my uncle happy."

Of course, the premise is that this meal is for Sister Sang Ning.

The old man enjoyed it very much.

Moreover, he is bent on crushing his love rival right now, and he is not happy if he is not allowed to do it.

Thinking of something, Jiang Xiannan glanced at Chi Suizhou sympathetically.

Let’s not talk about whether Sister Sang Ning will be with her uncle, but let’s talk about his uncle’s mind and methods that have been far beyond ordinary people since he was a child. Unless he is willing, no one can get benefits from him. Teacher Chi is already a few years younger than him. How could it be possible to outplay him.

When the food was on the table, Lin Langyin took out a few bottles of red wine from the side, looked at Chi Suizhou and Quan Yu and said, "Want to drink? I specially brought it from home."

When she said this, Cui Sanning had just taken out two bottles of juice from the kitchen.

Seeing them nodding, she put the juice on the table and went back to get the wine glass.

The wine was brought by Lin Langyin, but she didn't take a sip of it herself. In the end, almost all of it ended up in Quan Yu and Chi Suizhou's stomachs.

Jiang Xiannan looked at his uncle who had drunk a lot but looked as usual, and then looked up at Chi Suizhou, who was blushing.

I secretly clicked my tongue, is this the difference between having it on my face and not having it on my face?

Teacher Chi is completely defeated.

Shaking his head, he glanced at his phone.

She drank the juice in the cup, stood up and said, "You guys continue, I'll leave first."

Lin Langyin asked her: "Are there any activities?"

Jiang Xiannan gestured like taking a bath: "Xie Jiu'an asked me to take a bath, will you go?"

Lin Langyin glanced at Chi Suizhou, who was lying drunk on the table, and refused: "Make another date."

She would probably have to send this guy back later.

Cui Sanning told her: "Be careful on the road."

After sending her to the door, Cui Sanning closed the door and returned to the dining table.

The two of them, who had drunk too much, were already sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Quan Yu's expression remained as usual, he closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the sofa, raising his hand to pinch his eyebrows.

The way he looked made Cui Sanning not sure whether he was drunk or not.

However, Chi Suizhou next to him must be drunk. If he wasn't drunk, he wouldn't be able to lean on Quan Yu's shoulder.

Seeing Quan Yu reaching out and pushing his head away impatiently, but then leaning towards him like a weakling, he resigned after pushing twice and just let him lean on him.

Lin Langyin was cleaning up the mess.

Cui Sanning walked over to help and asked her, "Do you want to stay here tonight?"

Lin Langyin shook his head and pointed to the sofa: "Send that ancestor back."

"Aren't you drinking too?" Cui Sanning asked

Lin Langyin put the bowl into the sink: "Looking for a driver."

Cui Sanning nodded and said nothing.

Instead, Lin Langyin bumped her with his shoulder and motioned to Quan Yu on the sofa: "How do you get back, Mr. Quan?"

Cui Sanning glanced at the man who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and said softly: "Let his assistant pick him up later."

Mainly because she still had something to give back to him.

On the sofa, Chi Suizhou suddenly put his hand on Quan Yu's shoulder, lifted one of his feet and put it on the coffee table, drunkenly: "Brother! I don't have slippers."

He took another look at the leather shoes on Quan Yu's feet and said with satisfaction, "You don't have slippers either."

"None of us have slippers."

Quan Yu's originally closed eyes slowly opened, his eyes fell on Chi Suizhou's feet on the table, and then on his own feet, and he mocked: "It's you, not us."

Chi Suizhou was unhappy and sat up straight: "Where are your slippers?"

Quan Yu closed his eyes and didn't want to talk to him, but he refused: "Brother...

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked by Lin Langyin who came out after washing his hands: "It's embarrassing."

As she spoke, she grabbed his arm and pulled him up, placing all his weight on her: "Go home."

Dragging him out, he turned around and said, "Sansan, I'll send him back first."

Cui Sanning stepped forward and opened the door for them.

After closing the door, she turned around and the person sitting on the sofa suddenly appeared behind her.

Cui Sanning was startled. Quan Yu lowered his eyes to look at her. His eyes were dark and bottomless. Cui Sanning felt that the wine he drank did not go to his face but to his eyes.

Everything he looked at was as hot as a stove in winter.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, Cui Sanning averted her eyes first and asked, "Uncle, are you drunk?"

Quan Yu didn't answer, and for a moment he sat on the shoe-changing bench next to him as if he was tired.

His throat, burnt by the wine, spoke in a hoarse voice: "Where are my slippers?"

Cui Sanning was speechless and was amused by him.

She thought he was drunk, otherwise why would he be so childish.

Deliberately said: "No."

Quan Yu looked at the cabinet behind her and confirmed, "Yes."

Cui Sanning shook his head helplessly, then opened the shoe cabinet under his gaze and took out the pair of slippers inside.

Black, for winter.

lay it at his feet.

Quan Yu lowered his eyes to look at the slippers, then bent down to put them on, and then arranged his shoes neatly.

Cui Sanning watched his movements, then squatted in front of him and asked him, "Are you drunk?"

Not drunk but trying to do something with my drunkenness. Quan Yu's eyes slowly moved down from her eyebrows to her lips that opened and closed.

There, he tasted it and ate the marrow.

He didn't answer. Cui Sanning squatted on the ground and hugged his knees, thinking to himself: "My brother doesn't show shame when he is drunk, and he walks steadily. If you ask him if he is drunk, he will definitely say that he is not drunk."

"Often when he says he's not drunk, he's drunk."

Thinking of something, she smiled and said: "One time he got drunk and got up to carve jade in the middle of the night. We didn't find out until early the next morning."

"My mom was freaking out."

"His carving knives are sharp enough to sharpen iron."

Cui Sanning looked up at him. He didn't know why, but he talked a lot tonight, but he just wanted to tell him.

"Sangsang?" He suddenly called her in a hoarse voice.

The heat wave with the aroma of wine sprayed on Cui Sanning's slightly raised cheeks: "What's wrong?"

"Where's the bracelet?" Quan Yu stared at her eyes.

Only then did Cui Sanning remember the bracelet, and hurriedly stood up and took out the box he had just put in the drawer and handed it to him.

Quan Yu took the box and stood up on the stool. Cui Sanning took two steps back as a sense of oppression came to him.

I saw him taking out the bracelet inside and throwing the box on the stool.

Cui Sanning's eyelids jumped as he watched the series of movements. He was afraid that if he lost his balance, he would break the bracelet in his hand.