1075. Chapter 1075 Telling the truth after drinking 3
Chenxing was completely at a loss for him. She watched him staggering upstairs to get the wine. He sighed and walked into the kitchen. He planned to make him a cup of sobering tea and some millet porridge. Maybe he would fall asleep after getting drunk.
, I will want to eat something by then.
After making tea, washing rice, putting millet into the rice cooker, and setting the timer, Chenxing washed his hands and walked out of the kitchen.
There was no one in the living room, so she went upstairs and found Huahua sitting on the floor in his bedroom.
The carpet is an expensive and noble Arabic carpet.
Chenxing walked over and saw Huahua looking through the photo album.
Several photo albums and everything else were placed in a mess in front of him.
Chenxing squatted down and tapped his arm: "Huahua, do you want to go to bed and take a nap?"
"Do you think my brother is so handsome?" Huahua was slightly dizzy. When he raised his head, there was a slight smile on his lips. He seemed to be really drunk. He pointed to a photo of him and Shaocheng in the album.
"This is one of my favorite photos."
Chenxing sat cross-legged next to him, took out another photo album, and flipped through it casually. Most of them were photos of Shaocheng, and because of the angle, she guessed they were secretly taken.
Huahua had shown her several photo albums before, but they were all quite satisfactory. There were several photos in the albums in front of her that she had never seen before. This moment was really eye-opening.
Among those photos, some show Shaocheng's side face chatting with others, some show him riding a horse and galloping wildly, some show him handsomely playing with a gun in the shooting range, and some show him leaning on a special chair in the study.
He looked like he was taking a nap, as well as the way he slept soundly and peacefully in the bedroom, the carelessness with which he picked up food with chopsticks in his hand, and his standard movements when playing golf. Sometimes it was a picture of him
The people who are strategizing and playing cards in the casino are all kinds of things.
There was one photo she particularly liked and couldn't help but take it out from the album. She thought she would ask him for it while he was drunk and talking, so she smiled at him and said, "Huahua, give me this photo."
Bar?"
"No!" Unexpectedly, after getting drunk, Huahua's attitude became even tougher.
He stretched out his hand to grab the photo in Chenxing's hand: "Give it back to me, don't touch my things! Don't touch anything! They are all my treasures, no one is allowed to pry!"
"It's just a photo, just give it to me, don't be so stingy!"
"If I say I won't give it to you, I won't give it to you. If anyone dares to touch my things, I will break off our relationship with him!" Huahua rushed over, took the photo from Chenxing's hand, and put it back into the album as if it were a treasure.
The next second, he even threw himself to the ground, pressing his body against the photo album and other scattered items on the carpet. He looked as if he was afraid of being taken away. Chen Xing was so speechless.
She pushed him funny and said: "If you don't give it, you won't give it. You're drunk, stingy. Go to bed and lie down for a while. I've made you some sobering tea and I'll bring it to you."
Huahua pursed her lips and said nothing, staring at Chenxing warily, with an expression as if she was guarding against thieves.
She snorted, got up from the floor, left his bedroom, went downstairs to get some sobering tea, and then came back.
At this moment, he was already lying on the deck chair on the balcony, with the best-colored fox fur underneath him, lying comfortably, holding a few photo albums in his arms, and looking at the floating clouds in the sky in a daze.