Seeing Aunt Chen take the wine from the wine rack again and send it over, the four people in the restaurant got drunk, and Duoduo felt dizzy.
He leaned on the sofa and glared at Zhou Yingying next to him, "You're stupid! It took a lot of effort to get over it, but you bring it up again?"
"That's right, Chen Chenguang didn't know where he heard the news. He was furious. It took me two days to coax him away! Now here he comes again! I'm really pissed off by you." Gan Tiantian also had a headache and couldn't help but complain. With.
Actress Zhou was helpless and touched her belly, "Hey, I just blurted it out on a whim and didn't think too much about it. They say that one pregnancy makes you stupid for three years, and it seems to be true!"
Mo Duoduo curled her lips and disagreed, "It's obvious that my IQ is not online, what does it have to do with the baby?"
"I really think Du Jun and Aling are a good match, and I'm thinking of building a bridge between them." Movie Queen Zhou was still defending in a low voice.
Gan Tiantian sneered, "Do you still have time to care about Du Jun? Care about your own husband first!"
The three of them turned their attention to the restaurant again.
Three against one, how could Zhang Zhe resist?
Du Jun held the cup for the nth time and said, "Brother, I really envy you! My wife is married, and the child is about to be born in a blink of an eye."
Zhang Zhe didn't know how much he drank, and his mind was a little confused. He patted Du Jun on the shoulder and persuaded, "Good brother! Come on, drink! I will make a list of unmarried women for you when I get back to the law firm. I promise to give it to you." Find a fair and fat wife!"
Baibai is fat? Du Jun sneered, "Thank you! Without three glasses, I can't express my full gratitude!"
Zhang Zhe nodded: "Yes! You have to drink!"
After three drinks, Chen Chenguang showed off his business-talking eloquence: "Mr. Zhang must be really good! You have won the famous movie queen. I admire you. Let's have another drink!"
"It's easy to talk!" Zhang Zhe drank another glass.
Dongfang Han: "The law firm's good performance in the first quarter is all due to you. It's a good harvest in career and love! I respect you!"
"I should, I should." Zhang Zhe felt that tonight was his highlight moment, and looked at his brothers with envious eyes.
No need to persuade me from now on, the more I drink, the happier I get!
In the end, he was lying on the table, and he straightened up again with a cry, "Drink, let's drink again!"
Dongfang Han and the other two were enjoying themselves leisurely and leisurely.
In the living room, Mo Duoduo and the three of them looked at each other, speechless.
In the end, it was Du Jun and Uncle Chen who carried it back.
The living room finally became quiet.
The drunkenness set in, and Mo Duoduo didn't dare to move while leaning on the sofa. She felt dizzy in a flash. She stretched out her fingers to press her pounding forehead, feeling a splitting headache.
Dimly, he saw Dongfang Han approaching and stretched out his hand to pull him.
Dongfang Han sat down, and Mo Duoduo immediately leaned over, pouted and said, "Headache."
"That's right!" Dongfang Han said in a deep voice, but he raised his hand involuntarily and gently helped her rub her temples, "You can't stop me even if you don't drink enough."
Mo Duoduo climbed up to his neck and said softly, "Ahan."
"Yeah." Dongfang Han responded.
"Husband," Mo Duoduo whispered again, "I'm so happy today."
Dongfang Han: "Yeah! Got it."
Mo Duoduo raised his head, distanced himself a little, and observed his eyebrows, "Are you angry again?"
"No." Dongfang Han concentrated on rubbing her.
But Mo Duoduo reached around his waist and pulled his shirt.
Dongfang Han held down her rebellious hand and looked down at her, "Are you drunk? You don't even look where you are?"
The hall is brightly lit and empty and silent. Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen also live on this floor.
Mo Duoduo broke free from his hand, nimbly pulled his shirt out of his belt, and glared at him, "What are you thinking about?"
Then he put his hand into his shirt and pressed it on his chest, "I just want to see if your heart is beating fast and if you are angry."
The soft little hands caressed the hard abdominal muscles, all the way up, and stopped on the chest, and the heart beat like a drum under the palms.
Dongfang Han's breathing began to become disordered, and he softly uttered two words, "Rogue!"
"Shh~ don't make any noise!" But Mo Duoduo was extremely serious, pressing her little hands gently as if she was counting her heartbeats.
Dongfang Han's eyes rolled with desire: "May I ask Doctor Mo, is my heartbeat normal?"
Mo Duoduo's red lips parted slightly, "It's sometimes fast and sometimes slow, it's a bit abnormal."
It’s weird to be normal!
He lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but Mo Duoduo tilted his head back and avoided it, muttering, "Don't always be angry, I'm afraid..."
"I'm not angry." Dongfang Han defended patiently.
"Obviously you are so cruel! You still want to take Xiaobei away. It hurts so much to give birth to a child, and you still take him away! How could you do this to me?" Mo Duoduo's thoughts didn't even know which year or month he was flying to, and he was even more confused. The more I felt aggrieved, the more tears burst out of my eyes.
Dongfang Han was speechless and could only coax in a low voice, "I'm not fierce anymore, Xiaobei is yours, don't cry."
Mo Duoduo choked and said, "It hurts so much!"
"Where does it hurt?" Dongfang Han thought she had a headache.
Unexpectedly, Mo Duoduo took his hand and pressed it to his stomach, "My stomach hurts. Giving birth hurts so much. I'm afraid!"
Did you drink too much and think of something sad?
Dongfang Han felt extremely distressed and gently rubbed her belly, "Don't be afraid, I'll stay with you."
After a while, he stopped crying and calmed down.
Dongfang Han stood up, picked her up, and walked to the second floor.
My body was in the air, my body was floating, and my head was even dizzy.
Mo Duoduo buried her head in his neck and said softly, "Why is my husband so good?"
Dongfang Hanzhen didn't adapt to her changeable style.
Warm breath sprayed on his neck, and moist and warm kisses fell on his skin. Dongfang Han's whole body felt numb, his heart beat faster, and his voice deepened, "How are you feeling better?"
"I like all the gifts you gave me so much." Mo Duoduo's voice was also very low, almost a whisper.
Dongfang Han's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "Is this okay?"
Mo Duoduo continued, "Gentle and considerate."
Dongfang Han walked up the stairs, "Is there more?"
Mo Duoduo: "Very capable and able to make money."
In a blink of an eye, he was back in the room. Dongfang Han curled up his lips, smiled unconsciously, and continued to coax her, "What else?"
Mo Duoduo: "I know how to take care of others, and I don't look at other women randomly."
Dongfang Han put her on the bed, "Are there any more?"
"You're so handsome!" Mo Duoduo wrapped her arms around his neck and refused to let go. She whispered into his ear, "Super handsome! So handsome that it makes people excited."
How much did you drink?
Dongfang Han couldn't help lowering his head to look at her face.
But Mo Duoduo was wrapped tightly, her hot and wet lips pressed against his sensitive earlobe, and she couldn't even pull it off.
The teasing made Dongfang Han feel itchy, and he couldn't help but put his hand into her clothes and rubbed the tender skin around her waist, "Do you love me?"
It is said that whoever asks this question first among lovers will lose.
