Chapter 429
You Are My Starlight
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429 Youâre mine (1)
Song qinghuan took su Mianmian to a hotel with a very classical atmosphere. Both the environment and service inside made people feel very exquisite beauty.
For a man like song qinghuan, everything seemed to be perfect. He already had a complete set of plans for his life and would even pursue simple meals to the extreme.
Mianmian, I remember that you like to eat prawns. The prawns here are all fresh and air-flown over, and they are very delicious. Song qinghuan said.
thank you, â su Mianmian said.
She did not expect Huanhuan to remember that she liked to eat prawns.
However, that was when she was young. Now, her favorite was not shrimp.
However, she felt that there was no need to say such things here.
âLetâs have a toast.â Song qinghuan raised her glass.
Su Mianmian said a little awkwardly, â Iâm not very good at drinking. It wonât be good if I get drunk, Yingluo.
the alcohol content is very low. Can you just take a sip? â Song qinghuan said.
Since he had already said so, it didnât seem right if she didnât drink. Su Mianmian wiped her hands with a napkin, raised her glass, and clinked it with song qinghuan.
She took a small sip, and her mouth was filled with the aroma of grapes. The wine was not stimulating at all, but instead had a sweet wine fragrance.
âItâs really good.â She said with a smile.
âIâm glad you like it.â Song qinghuan said with a smile.
Perhaps it was because they had drunk and eaten, but su Mianmian was not so reserved when facing song qinghuan.
âHuanhuan, what do you want to tell me?â Su Mianmian couldnât help but pour another glass of red wine.
âMianmian, you canât drink anymore.â Song qinghuan said.
âStingy!â Su Mianmian pouted unhappily and pointed at him with her finger, saying unhappily, â Iâm only drinking one glass of your wine, why are you not willing? W-are we still friends?â
Song qinghuan watched su Mianmianâs head move around while she was talking. He couldnât help but think to himself, â it seems that Mianmianâs alcohol tolerance is really bad. She can even get drunk from 10% alcohol proof fruit wine.
âYou canât drink anymore after this.â Song qinghuan waved her hand and asked the waiter to keep the red wine.
âStingy! Huanhuan is a miser!â After su Mianmian finished speaking, she drank the glass in one go.
Song qinghuan: â Yingluo. he wanted to stop her, but he was too late.
Su Mianmian smacked her mouth after drinking it, looking as if she hadnât had enough.
âSpeak! What do you want to tell me? Speed!â
âIf I say it now, will you remember it tomorrow?â Song qinghuan couldnât help but laugh when he saw su Mianmianâs appearance. He stood up and held su Mianmianâs shoulder.
âWhy donât you remember?â Su Mianmian said loudly, â are you doubting my intelligence? â
As she spoke, she suddenly felt very angry.
Song qinghuan: â Yingluo! He really looked drunk!
âIâll send you back first.â Song qinghuan said.
âNo!â Su Mianmian said angrily, â I donât want to go back! You havenât finished your words! We came out today to listen to you, we canât go back until youâre done!â
Song qinghuan looked at su Mianmianâs blushing face and was silent for half a minute before saying, â okay, Iâll tell you now, but you have to promise me that weâll go back after Iâm done.
âAlright!â Su Mianmian nodded hard.
Song qinghuan thought for a while and said, â Mianmian, do you think the dishes tonight are delicious? â
Su Mianmian was stunned and said, â itâs quite delicious.
âAlright, Iâm done. Letâs go back.â Song qinghuan helped su Mianmian up and walked outside.
Su Mianmian always felt that something was wrong, but she couldnât say it.
âYouâre done?â Su Mianmian asked in confusion.
Song qinghuan held back her laughter and said, â yeah.
it feels weird, â su Mianmian muttered.
Song qinghuan couldnât help but purse his lips tightly as he helped su Mianmian out.
However, just as the two of them were about to walk out of the hotel, a sports car suddenly stopped in front of them.
The door opened and Huo ting came out.
Huo ting saw su Mianmian holding song qinghuan (the fog) and shyly leaning into song qinghuanâs arms (the fog). He was furious and snatched su Mianmian over without a word.
Song qinghuan wouldnât do as he wished and wouldnât let go.
So, su Mianmian became the scene of two men pulling her.
She was a little drunk at the moment and didnât know what was going on. She thought she was on a boat, but the boat was so bad that it kept shaking.
âThe wind is so strong! The boat is shaking so much that I want to vomit!â Su Mianmian couldnât help but say loudly, â eh, whereâs my hand? Where did my hand go? Where did he go?â
When Huo ting heard su Mianmianâs words, how could he not tell that she was drunk?
He glared at song qinghuan coldly and said, â you actually gave her wine?!
Song qinghuan sneered and said, â what does it have to do with you? Let go of Mianmianâs hand first.â
Huo ting said, â you should be the one to let go of Mianmianâs hand first!
âYou first!â
âYou first!â
Su Mianmian,âwhoâs pulling me? Let me go!â She finally realized that someone had stopped her.
Seeing that song qinghuan refused to let go and that su Mianmian would feel more uncomfortable if she continued to pull, Huo ting had no choice but to let go of su Mianmianâs hand.
As soon as he let go, song qinghuan immediately pulled su Mianmian over. Just as he was about to hug su Mianmian, she covered her mouth and looked like she was about to vomit.
Song qinghuan immediately let go of her hand.
No matter how much he liked su Mianmian, he couldnât like her vomit.
Besides, no matter how beautiful a person was, the scene of them vomiting was still embarrassing.
Su Mianmian didnât care so much! She squatted down and vomited.
oh, oh, oh. she quickly vomited out all the food she had eaten that night.
Huo ting frowned and took out a handkerchief with a look of disgust. He walked over to su Mianmian, reached out to help her up, and wiped her face roughly with the handkerchief.
âIt hurts!â Su Mianmian dodged.
After she vomited, she became more awake. She opened her eyes and realized that this person looked like an uncle.
âUncle?â What was he doing here?
Huo ting threw the handkerchief coldly on su Mianmianâs face and said, â I finally recognized her!
Su Mianmian reached out and grabbed the handkerchief, saying, â why are you here? â
Huo ting snorted angrily.
Su Mianmian scratched her head and was a little confused about the situation.
Only then did song qinghuan walk over. He said softly, â Mianmian, how do you feel now? â
Su Mianmian then realized that song qinghuan was there too. She asked in surprise, â Huanhuan, youâre here too?!
After song qinghuan heard su Mianmianâs words, a trace of gloominess flashed in her eyes, but it disappeared very quickly.