Nezha took a deep breath.

After all, he was a nephew, so he couldn't really discipline his uncle like he did his younger brothers. He didn't have the courage, so he just bent down and took away the wine bottle from his uncle's feet, and lowered his head to smell it.

It's okay, my uncle doesn't smell too much of alcohol.

Most of what they drank was red wine and beer, instead of the whiskey or vodka that used to sore their throats and burn their intestines. Nezha felt that his uncle had made progress and would not really have trouble with his stomach. Thinking of this, his face changed.

It calmed down a bit.

"Uncle," Nezha squatted on the ground and looked up at Luo Junheng. When he met his red eyes, he suddenly felt distressed and wanted to touch his face, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Luo Junheng looked at him intently and said nothing.

I don’t know if Nezha is asking about his body or his heart.

He didn't need to answer, Xiao Nezha already understood.

"It's too late, let's go to bed early."

Little Nezha helped Luo Junheng back to the room, lay down on the bed, covered him with a quilt, then went into the bathroom to wet a towel and wanted to help his uncle wipe his face and hands. As soon as he touched his hand, Luo Jun

Heng suddenly shrank, grabbed the towel, and shouted, "Xixi, don't leave..."

Little Nezha was so frightened that he froze in place and did not dare to move.

Until Luo Junheng's expression slowly relaxed and his hands relaxed, little Nezha looked at his face and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't dare to wipe him anymore and put the towel aside.

He stood for a moment, thinking of his uncle's urgent call just now, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

Uncle, I miss my aunt again.

Seeing that he was fast asleep, Nezha tucked him in again, then quietly left Luo Junheng's room, and called a few servants to come up and carry the drunk Yan Yuan back to his own room.

, I tidied up the study room myself and saw a photo on the right side of the desk.

In the photo frame, Luo Junheng and Yan Xi were both dressed in sportswear, holding tennis rackets in their hands. Yan Xi was lying on Luo Junheng's back, being carried by him, with her slender arms wrapped in front of him. The two faces

There was a thin layer of sweat on their faces, but they were smiling like a spring breeze in the sunshine, just like an ordinary sweet couple.

Intimate, like glue and paint.

He knew that his uncle liked to play tennis, but his tennis skills were not as good as his father's.

Later, I learned from my uncle Yan that he didn't know how to play tennis before. It was because his aunt liked it that he hired a coach to learn it. In this way, he was often knocked out by his aunt.

Yan Xi looks fragile, but she is a decent athlete. She plays tennis very well. She originally wanted to pursue a career in professional tennis, but she chose to give it up because of her family.

What she gave up for her family was picked up by Luo Junheng.

Nezha thought about it and felt that it was time for him to hire a tennis coach to learn tennis, and then he could practice with his father later, so that he could play with his uncle.

So very good.

"Auntie, please leave your uncle to me with confidence."

Nezha promised Yan Xi: "I won't let him grow old lonely."

*

Nan Song and the others originally planned to party all night long, but they overestimated their old arms and legs. After dancing for a while, they got tired. They both left the "dance floor" and went back to the room to wash up and sleep.

As soon as he went upstairs, he met little Nezha coming out of the study. Nan Song was stunned for a second.

"Son, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Little Nezha frowned when he saw his parents' faces were red from drinking and smelled the alcohol on their bodies. He really didn't understand why adults loved drinking so much, and the wine didn't taste good.

"It's time to go to sleep."

Little Nezha didn't explain too much to them.

Yu Jinwen looked at him, and just as he was about to open his mouth, little Nezha knew what he was going to ask. Before he could ask, he said, "Erlang Shen is also asleep. My brothers and sisters are also asleep."
Chapter completed!