Chapter 62: The Second Time: Being Touched by the Young Master 1
Su San was dumbfounded, and so was Xiaomi. It took a long time before she and Xiaomi screamed at the same time: "Fang Che, you pervert, how dare you molest me (mistress)!!"
When Fang Che heard the screams of the two women, he stepped aside and said, "Xiaomi, do you have any wine here? How about we don't get drunk and don't go home today?"
Su San and Xiaomi looked at each other, and the two Shu shook their heads at the same time. If this man stayed here, they would not be safe. If he was drunk, he might be eaten up by this dead embryo.
"Fang Che, leave quickly!!" Su San and Xiaomi pushed Fang Che at the same time, hoping to get rid of this stinky man quickly.
"Xiaosan Xiaomi, don't waste your efforts. If I don't want to leave, you can't touch me. I want to drink, Xiaosan, do you want to drink? Aren't you lovelorn? What people who are lovelorn usually do is drink, and so do you.
Don’t be exempt from vulgarity.”
After Fang Che finished speaking, he walked around the room. His steps were elegant and his movements were calm. It felt like he was visiting his own home.
He shook his head while looking at it: "What kind of kennel is this? Can people live in it?!"
When Lu Xiaomi heard this, he almost rushed forward and punched and kicked Fang Che. Su San saw it with sharp eyes, grabbed Xiaomi, and told her to calm down.
"I don't know how to drink, let alone drink to drown my sorrows." Su San replied quietly.
There are many ways to heal wounds, not necessarily drinking. Fang Che is wrong.
Just kidding, what should I do if she accidentally gets drunk while drinking?
"Really? Are you sure you don't know how to drink?" Fang Che turned back to Su San, looked down at the bright little face in front of him, and couldn't help but feel itchy.
Su San looked at the nervous man suspiciously, not understanding what he meant.
"What do you mean?" Su San whispered.
She said she didn't know how to drink, why would Fang Che be suspicious?
"It's not interesting. If you don't want to drink it, I'll drink it." Fang Che said and walked to Xiaomi's refrigerator and took out all the bottled spleen wine inside.
"Hey, I just bought that today. It was for my mistress's birthday. I can't let you, a pervert, drink it." Xiaomi yelled and tried to grab the beer from Fang Che's hand.
Fang Che took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a few RMB and stuffed it into Xiaomi's hand and said, "Xiaomi, is this money enough to buy your wine?"
Xiaomi's beautiful eyes lit up when she saw the hundreds of yuan in her hand.
Su San saw this and sighed helplessly. She knew that this woman, like her, was not immune to money.
Next, Xiaomi went to the kitchen to cook birthday eggs, Fang Che stood on the window sill drinking beer, and Su San sat on the sofa watching TV.
In fact, there was no focus in her eyes, and she was not watching TV. She was just staring at the TV screen. As soon as she calmed down, she remembered what Suo Pei said and the cold expression he looked at her.
"Xiao San, are you sure you are watching TV?" Fang Che asked quietly, sitting next to Su San.
"Well, the TV looks good."
"Would you like a drink? You might feel like sleeping after drinking it." Fang Che handed her a bottle of beer.
Su San stared at the beer blankly. After thinking about it, she picked up the beer and drank it.
"Xiao San, why did you start drinking with this person?" When Xiaomi came out of the kitchen, she was shocked to see Su San and Fang Che together.
She snatched the beer from Su San's hand and placed the fried birthday boy's poached eggs in front of Su San.
"Xiaomi, I love you!" Su San was so moved that she wanted to cry, and threw herself into Xiaomi's arms, feeling the warmth of her arms.
