"Brother Che, have you deleted those letters and Bobo? We can't let Uncle Lan find out that we have done bad things."
"Do you still need to teach me? Can I leave any traces of my work?" Chang Che took the Coke on the table, unscrewed the bottle cap, and waved his little hand impatiently: "Go, go, Uncle Lan's life-long event can't be saved."
It’s all up to us.”
"Okay."
Qiong Ying held her chubby arms on the handrail of the stairs, walked from upstairs to downstairs, and then trotted to Lan Ya's side, calling sweetly: "Uncle Lan, I'll give you back the phone."
Lan Ya casually put the phone on the table.
At this moment, he is playing mahjong with his brothers.
Chang Mian held the cigarette in his hand, approached the ashtray and flicked it at the banquet. With his other hand, he took out a card and threw it away: "Seven."
"bump!"
Qin Shou said immediately.
Chang Mian raised his eyebrows and played for a while. His eyes caught a glimpse of the fruit coming out of the kitchen with a fruit plate, and he suddenly began to lose focus. Suddenly he heard Qin Cao say: "Touch yourself!"
He's crazy.
Qin Shou slapped the table: "Chang Mian, I asked you whether you know how to play. Are you giving money on purpose?"
When Chang Mian came to his senses, he realized that he had played the wrong card, so he kept silent and Qin Shou started to babble again, which finally made Chang Mian angry.
He took a sip and said, "What do you call it? Didn't the money he won end up in your pocket? Lan Ya didn't even call it. Why do you talk so much nonsense?"
"Look at you guys, you can get into a quarrel even if you're having a good time. Come on, come on, let's all take a break. Are you tired after playing for a few hours? Eat some fruit..."
Chang Mian casually picked up a grape, threw it into his mouth, and raised his eyebrows: "My wife is the best to me."
Chang Shang smiled, and was pulled closer by Chang Mian, and finally he placed her directly on his lap.
Then, a peeled grape was stuffed into her mouth.
Lan Ya suddenly received a phone call, pulled up her chair and walked out to answer the phone.
Qin Shou looked at Lan Ya's back, then glanced at the inseparable man and woman, and said sarcastically: "I said you two are an old couple, how can you not be so bitter?"
"It's not sour, it's quite sweet."
Chang Shang didn't answer the question. He put one hand around Chang Mian's neck and took out a grape from the fruit tray with the other hand and handed it over: "Qin Shou, do you want to have a taste?"
Of course, when she opened her mouth, someone immediately put the peeled grapes into her mouth, followed by Chang Mian's low and sweet words: "It is indeed very sweet."
"..." Qin Shou rolled his eyes: "I despise you."
Are these two people enough?
"Don't you and Qin Cao love each other?" Chang Shang asked with a smile.
"Of course it won't be as disgusting as you... of course it's good!" Qin Shou originally wanted to say, of course he wouldn't be as disgusting as you, but Qin Cao glanced over with a faint look, and he suddenly felt cold all over, thinking of what happened last night,
He immediately changed his mind: "But we are all men!"
"Do you mean to blame me for not peeling the grapes for you?" Qin Cao still calmly picked up a grape, peeled it off, and handed it to his mouth: "Yes, open your mouth."
"..."
Qin Shou missed being messy in the wind.
Chang Mian hugged Shang Shang and smiled happily.
Seeing that Lan Ya hadn't come back for a long time, he said, "I'm tired. I won't play anymore. Let's go have a drink together?"
Qin Cao had no objection. Qin Shou was eager to get rid of the embarrassing situation in front of him and immediately jumped up: "Okay, I heard that you have collected a few bottles of good wine recently. Bring them to me for a taste."