983 I love you very much
She stood by the door, and through the slightly opened gap, she looked at Wen zhihuai, who was leaning against the wall, missing his late wife with a pained expression.
She couldn’t help but purse her lips and smile mockingly.
After so many years, she was still no match for a dead man.
......
Lan Xiao followed Wen Muchu home after dinner. He was in low spirits.
She was depressed and often lay on the sofa without moving.
Lan Xiao had just finished reviewing his homework. Seeing Wen Muchu in such a state, a trace of heartache flashed past her eyes.
She glanced at the red wine on the cabinet, and her eyes lit up.
Immediately, she took a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses. She smiled and squeezed to Wen Muchu’s side.
come, let’s drink, Chuchu. I don’t know why, but I really want to drink today. Let’s not end this until we’re drunk, okay? ”
Wen Muchu suddenly regained his senses and glanced at Lan Xiao in surprise.
His gaze swept across the red wine she was holding.
Then, he raised his hand and touched Lan Xiao’s head.
“Good Yingluo, you’re not good at drinking, so don’t torment yourself. What if you’re drunk and uncomfortable?”
Lan Xiao blinked, then pouted.
“No, I just want to drink. With you taking care of me, I’m not afraid even if I get drunk.”
Wen Muchu shook his head, still disagreeing.
Lan Xiao didn’t give up and shook his arm, acting like a spoiled child.
Who knew that Wen Muchu was such a stubborn person.
Lan Xiao was about to die from anger.
She held the red wine in her hand and stood up abruptly. She gritted her teeth and glared at Wen Muchu.
“Good Yingluo, if you don’t drink with me, I’ll drink by myself. Yingluo, Hmph, Yingluo, I’m drunk, you don’t need to care about Yingluo.”
Lan Xiao said and turned to leave.
She opened the door and walked to the small courtyard, sitting down on the swing.
The sky was already dark.
In the dark night sky, a few stars were shining.
Lan Xiao looked up at the sky, opened the bottle of red wine, and poured out half a glass.
Then, she raised her head and took a few sips.
As she drank a little too much, she choked badly and coughed in a heart-wrenching manner.
Wen Muchu walked over and squatted behind Lan Xiao. His warm palm gently patted her back and helped her to calm her breathing.
Lan Xiao choked on her tears and immediately leaned against Wen Muchu’s shoulder in discomfort.
Wen Muchu sat beside Lan Xiao and pulled her into his arms.
At this moment, neither of them spoke.
But there was no need for words. The two of them knew what each other was thinking.
Lan Xiao pursed his lips and sobbed in a low voice.
Wen Muchu frowned and reached out to pinch her chin. His slender fingers wiped away the tears on her cheeks.
“You’re fine. Why are you crying?”
I didn’t cry. I choked, Yingluo, ” Lan Xiao explained weakly.
Wen Muchu smiled helplessly. He couldn’t do anything to Lan Xiao.
“Good Yingluo, we didn’t cry. We just choked.”
Lan Xiao’s little head rubbed against his chest.
Then, she raised her head and stared at Wen Muchu. Her voice was very hoarse as she said, ” Chuchu, my heart aches for you. Xuxu’s heart aches for you. My heart is burning with pain.
Wen Muchu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He pressed his forehead against hers and asked in a low voice, ” “Why do you feel bad for me? I’m very happy now, Yingluo.”
Lan Xiao shook his head and sniffled.
“I’m not talking about now. I’m just feeling sorry for you when you were young. You’re clearly the president’s son, but you ended up in the common world and suffered so much at such a young age. You were so young back then, how did you survive? Compared to you, I think I’m so happy. Although my mother died because of Sheng xingbo, I still have my father’s love. As for you, at that time, you were so young. You must have been so scared and so desperate.”
Wen Muchu’s eyes flashed with a trace of emotion. He pursed his lips and hugged Lan Xiao even tighter.
“It’s fine, everything is over now. Didn’t you want to drink? I’ll accompany you to drink some cream.”
Wen Muchu filled his glass with red wine and only poured a little for Lan Xiao’s.
Lan Xiao didn’t like to drink either. Just now, she had shouted for him to drink so that Wen Muchu could find an outlet to vent his emotions.
She raised her glass and took a sip.
Wen Muchu raised his head and downed his drink.
Lan Xiao didn’t try to persuade him and just stood by his side, quietly watching him drink.
After two glasses of red wine, Wen Muchu’s face gradually turned red.
As he finished the bottle of red wine, his eyes gradually blurred.
He picked up the empty glass and was about to pour more wine when Lan Xiao stopped him immediately.
Chuchu, that’s enough. Don’t drink anymore. Let me talk to you.
Wen Muchu was stunned for a moment. He raised his hand and held Lan Xiao’s face.
Then, his thin lips landed on hers.
Lan Xiao only felt the smell of alcohol rush into his nose at this moment ...
For the first time, she felt that the smell of alcohol could be so alluring.
Her face immediately turned red.
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and laughed softly. you shy little girl. Why are you blushing again? ”
Lan Xiao shook his head and buried his face in his arms. “I’m not shy, you’re seeing things, Yingluo.”
“Yingluo, my eyes are playing tricks on me. Yingluo, I’m seeing things.” Wen Muchu gently echoed.
Lan Xiao’s heart rippled slightly.
Even though he was drunk, Wen Muchu was still unbelievably gentle.
She reached out and hugged Wen Muchu’s waist tightly.
The two of them sat on the swing, looking up at the dark night, and smelling the alcohol around them ...
Wen Muchu’s palm rubbed against her little face. The more he touched her, the more he loved it.
He hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice, ” “Xiaoxiao, no one can separate us. I’ll kill whoever dares to do so, do you know that? No one is more important than you, Yingluo!”
Lan Xiao could only think that Wen Muchu was indeed a little drunk at this moment.
When he was clear-headed, he would not say such vicious and murderous words.
“Yingluo, we won’t be separated.” Lan Xiao agreed in a low voice.
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled. He tightened his grip on Lan Xiao’s arm.
“you know what? I love you very much, Yingluo. Do you know where we first met? People always said that one look was ten thousand years. In the past, I didn’t believe in that feeling and always thought that it was nonsense. However, ever since I met you, the moment I saw you, I understood the meaning of ten thousand years.”
Lan Xiao’s eyes flickered as she tried to probe.
“Aiyaya, didn’t we first meet at the start of the school term when we were divided into classes?”
Wen Muchu smiled mysteriously. His eyes flickered as he stared at his blue eyes.
“Not at school.”
Lan Xiao was dumbfounded and looked at Wen Muchu in surprise.
“Ah, Yingluo, where is that? Why don’t I have any impression of it?”
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