This can only say to him, if to rouge, I'm afraid she will cry.
Old four has always been a responsible person, to be honest, Yao Er to him, compared to outsiders, rest assured.
He picked up two bottles of wine from the table and handed him one: "drink one."
Of course, Xiao Jinhan would not refuse at this time. He took the wine and clinked a glass with him.
They drank a whole bottle of wine in one breath.
After drinking, Fu Jiang put down the bottle, shook his head, looked at him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice: "old, really old, not as good as before."
He leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
Xiao Jinhan looked at the empty bottles on the table, and he was a little drunk.
He got up, took off his suit coat, covered his body, and picked up all the empty wine bottles in front of him, so that he would not wake up and fall.
They were all on the table, and then they stood up.
His deep eyes, as if there are thousands of emotions, finally, gathered into a starry blue sky, a little respect: "Dad, thank you."
With this sentence, he turned away and took the door of his study with him.
When he went outside, the strength of the wine came. He felt that his vision was a little blurred. He held the wall in his hand, stabilized himself, and didn't leave in a hurry.
When Tang Yaoyao and Qiao Rouge go upstairs, they see him.
Qiao Rouge quickly walked past, frowned, some distressed: "I ordered the kitchen to cook wake-up soup, you go back to the room to have a rest first."
"Well, thank you, mom."
Qiao Rouge listened to his thanks, slightly stunned, this child, is to put young son on the tip of the heart how deep position, will be drunk, showing such a gentle side.
Her eyes are a little hot and humid, and she wishes them from the bottom of her heart.
At this time, Qin song came over and supported him.
Qiao Rouge just bowed his head and looked at his daughter: "Yao er."
"Well."
Qiao Rouge said, "you go to see him and take care of him."
"Good."
After that, Joe Rouge pushed open the door of the study.
Inside the room, a strong smell of wine came. She looked at Fu Jiang, who was half leaning on the sofa with her eyes closed. She quickly walked over and sat down beside him.
Bow, see his slender hand, gently moved, the eyes, but always closed.
Qiao Rouge was not able to laugh or cry. In his heart, he was deeply moved. He patted him on the shoulder: "OK, stop acting. The children are gone."
Fu Jiang
He moved, and indeed opened his eyes. There was no faintness in his eyes, not even a trace of confusion.
Deep eyes, not drunk at all.
He stretched out his hand, some overbearing pulled her into his arms: "how do you know I'm pretending to be drunk?"
Qiao Rouge coquettish fox eyes a little smile: "I see the amount of this empty wine bottle, also don't seem to be able to put down you this so-called wine immortal."
Fu Jiang took her shoulder and rubbed it gently with his thumb. He said in a low voice, "that can't really be drunk all the time."
"Isn't that what you want?"
Fu Jiang looked back at her: "I see that our girl is very interested in Lao Si, and he is also sincere. If I have been a good friend, no one will be willing to support me in the future."
Qiao Rouge of course knows him: "for the happiness of Yao'er, you can only pretend to be drunk, let the old four win, also won the only daughter."
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