Mu Hua's expression flickered, and he handed the cup to her: "Sister, you must drink this. This tea has a soothing effect."
"How about I drink it at night?" Muyin frowned. During this period, Muhua would make himself a cup of tea and drink it every time after dinner.
Although the tea was delicious, after drinking it for a long time, she felt it was tasteless, and she felt a sense of disgust and rejection towards the tea from the bottom of her heart.
Mu Hua had no choice but to put it aside and said seriously: "Then I can heat it up for my sister at night."
"Okay." Muyin nodded in response and stood up, "I'm so bored. I want to go out for a walk."
"Where are you going, sister?" Mu Hua stood up nervously, "It's a time of great popularity recently, so it's better for sister to stay here and not go out."
"Ah! If this continues, it will kill me." Muyin hugged his head, "It's so boring here! I want to go out and play with guns."
"Sister..." Moisture accumulated in Mu Hua's eyes, "Sister is also good for her. Although she made her unhappy and angry, she also has her own reasons. I hope she can forgive and understand."
When she saw Mu Hua crying, Mu Yin panicked. She walked up to her and wiped her tears, and coaxed her: "Okay, I won't go out, so stop crying."
Mu Hua nodded, nestled in Mu Yin's arms, and smiled contentedly.
She didn't know how long she sat there before Muyin felt sleepy. She groped her way to her bed and said hello to Muhua: "I'm going to take a nap first. If you need anything, come back to me in the evening."
"Okay." Mu Hua put away the dishes, acting like a good wife, "I will let my sister drink tea at night."
"Well." Muyin nodded, yawned and fell on the bed.
Muyin only felt that the air inside was too bad and too stuffy. When the sun heated up, it made the inside stuffy, like a steamer.
Turning over, Muyin smacked his lips, and suddenly heard the sound of digging something. It should be Yi Xiangming? He raised his eyelids and saw that Yi Xiangming was studying the structure, preparing to open a hole for Muyin...
No matter, continue to sleep.
She didn't know how long she had slept, but while she was half asleep, Muyin smelled the pungent smell of alcohol. She raised her eyes weakly, rubbed her swollen temples, and looked at...Yi Xiangming, who was sitting opposite her drinking...
?
Yi Xiangming was leaning against the wall, surrounded by four or five wine jars. His face was extremely red. Pouting his lips, Muyin got out of bed with his shoes on, walked to him and pushed him: "Hello?"
Mu Yin did not answer, Yi Xiangming seemed to be drunk.
"I'm really bad at drinking." With a snort, Muyin picked up the unfinished wine jar and poured himself a sip. Excellent daughter's red! It must have been aged for fifty or sixty years.
Muyin gave a thumbs up and drank a few more sips. In her memory, she always felt that she was a better drinker, but before she finished drinking, the wine jar broke.
My head feels dizzy, my face feels so hot, and my body feels so light that I feel like I'm floating.
Shaking his head, Muyin looked at Yi Xiangming on the ground, climbed onto the bed again, and muttered: "It's your uncle's fault... my drinking capacity is even worse..."
After saying that, she fell asleep smelling of alcohol.
In her confusion, someone hugged her. She also smelled strongly of alcohol. Muyin opened her eyes angrily, and her body was limp. When she saw that the person hugging her was Yi Xiangming, she was so frightened that she was about to push him away.
.
The wine was very strong, and she already felt that she had exerted all her strength, but Yi Xiangming still didn't move an inch.
