Chapter 170: 170

Chapter 170: Drunk

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Wen Chi poured him another glass of wine and Wen Qiao snorted. “Don’t let him drink so much.”

Wen Chi looked at his sister and said,’we’re not even married yet, and you’re already siding with an outsider? Protect her. ”

Wen mo ate in silence and listened to their conversation.

Fu Nanli smiled. this little bit of wine isn’t enough to intoxicate me.

Wen Qiao’s head hurt. Fu Nanli was giving her younger brother too much face.

They ate to their heart’s content, and a thin layer of sweat formed on their backs as they ate. They felt that their hands and feet were tied up with their suits tied to their bodies, so they took them off and slung them on the back of the chair. Fu Nanli had never been so disgraceful before.

After two glasses of wine, Wen Chi boldly asked his sister, ” “You kept saying that you were going with Lu Youyou. Did you actually go out to play with brother-in-law?”

Wen Qiao narrowed her eyes at him.

He was really bold!

How dare you question your sister!

Fu Nanli turned to look at Wen Qiao. two times in Germany. You told your family that you went out to play with Lu Youyou? ”

Wen Qiao had no choice but to answer, ” “Yes.”

Fu Nanli pinched her fingers.

“I didn’t tell mom, I didn’t want her to be worried,” replied Wen Qiao.

“When?”

Wen Qiao felt a little helpless. She didn’t plan to tell her mother at the moment. Not to mention that they were fake, even if they were real, her mother was afraid of rich families. She felt that rich families were deep and didn’t suit her personality.

Her mother would not object to anything, but she would be worried all day.

“I have to pick a suitable time.”

Fu Nanli more or less knew about the Wen family and what her mother was worried about, so he didn’t force her.

The atmosphere of the meal was pretty good. After the meal, Fu Nanli was a little tipsy.

brother-in-law is a little drunk, ” said Wen Chi. you can send him back.

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“What about you guys?”

“I’ll walk back with Little Mo.”

“Be careful,”

“Do you really think we’re three years old?”

Fu Nanli leaned against the side of the car, holding his suit jacket in his hands, looking a little languid. He watched as Wen Qiao nagged at her younger brother. Not long after, she ran towards him. As she descended the steps, she leaped up and ran right in front of him.

The autumn evening wind blew her long hair, and the warm light behind her made her hair fluffy.

“I’ll send you back.”

She helped him into the car.

Fu Nanli had drunk more than a bottle of beer, but he wasn’t drunk. However, because he was enjoying Wen Qiao’s care, he deliberately exaggerated his drunkenness.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the leather seat. There was a gap in the car window, allowing the autumn evening wind to blow in, the smell of alcohol lingering around Wen Qiao’s nose.

She turned around and took out a bottle of water from the refrigerator in the car. She unscrewed the cap and brought it to his mouth.”Have some water.”

Fu Nanli opened his eyes and obediently took two sips.

Wen Qiao wiped the corner of his mouth with her hand. “I told you to drink less, but you didn’t listen.”

Fu Nanli closed his eyes again and held her hand, caressing it gently.

It wouldn’t be a problem even if he drank two more bottles.

It was just that the way she worried about him was a little touching.

At the entrance of the neighborhood, Wen Qiao got out of the car and went to the convenience store to buy a bottle of pure milk. Then, she helped him up the stairs.

On the sofa in the living room, she settled the man down and said softly, ” “I’ll heat up the milk for you. You’ll feel better after you drink it.”

Fu Nanli massaged his temples and replied, ” mm.

Ten minutes later, the milk was ready. She held the glass and sat beside him, feeding him the milk like a virtuous little wife.

As he drank a mouthful of milk, his Adam’s apple would move up and down.

“We’ll leave tomorrow,” he said, looking at her with sleepy eyes.

Wen Qiao wiped the corners of his mouth, feeling a little confused. “He drank one and a half bottles of beer, so he shouldn’t be too drunk.”

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