"So, I'm better than you, and I can still see one or two from time to time." Gong Shaoming also smiled, raised his glass, and toasted them one by one, and finally dropped it into his throat.
The eye sockets are slightly red.
Not only him, but everyone present was filled with indescribable emotions.
The sun flies by and so many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
How lucky they are to be able to gather together, toast and drink.
There is so much in life, finding a good wife and a close friend is enough for this life.
"I won't come home until I'm drunk today!" Qi Mingye pulled Gu Qianqian to stand up and raise a toast. His handsome face showed no traces of time, only his demeanor became more and more calm.
The big hand held Gu Qianqian's small hand tightly, and when they looked back, they were filled with affection that only each other could understand.
"Okay, I won't come back until I'm drunk!"
The juniors at the table looked at each other in disbelief, feeling a lot of emotion when they saw their elders. They were more grateful for their blessings.
Cherish the people in front of you...
"Drink less. It's mommy and daddy who won't come back until they're drunk, not you!" Gu Yuanbei pressed down the wine glass in Gong Yue's hand with one hand, raised his head and knocked her.
"It hurts! Beibei, my daddy and mommy are still here, so you bully me. Will you do it again in the future?" Gong Yue rubbed her forehead with a look of grievance.
Didn't she just take two more sips of champagne to be so fierce?
"Regret it?" Gu Yuanbei raised his eyebrows and frowned.
"No! I won't regret it even if I die. I will rely on you in this life!" Gong Yue's petite body nestled into Gu Yuanbei's arms.
"..."
Idiot, what should I do if you really want to be bullied by me?
Gu Yuanbei hugged her tightly, his eyes filled with doting.
"Yaya, eat more, you are two people now, how can eating so little be enough?" Di Yating said, pushing another piece of pastry in front of Ou Ya.
His eyes were filled with anticipation and fear.
"I'm full." Ou Ya glanced at Di Yating, who had a strange expression, and raised her eyebrows.
"Eat a little more and finish this little cake."
"..."
Ou Ya looked at him with protesting eyes and stared at him for a long time. Di Yating's attitude was not soft, so he had no choice but to pick up the fork, cut out a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Di Yating swallowed his saliva and asked nervously.
"It's just normal. Not all cakes taste like this, and I don't like sweets." Ou Ya responded casually.
"Do you feel anything is different?"
"What's the difference?" Ou Ya put down her fork, "It's a bit greasy, I can't eat it anymore."
"Take two more bites. It's such a small piece of cake and I have to finish it."
"Dia Ting, what's wrong with you? You don't look right. Are you feeling unwell?" Ou Ya touched his forehead nervously, her hands covered with sweat, and she was stunned.
After she finished speaking, the elders around her all looked over.
Mu Xi was the first to stand up nervously, "What's wrong? Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
"Mommy, I'm fine." Di Yating gritted his teeth and his face turned red.
I don’t know where to start explaining, I just kept urging Ouya to eat the cake.
As a last resort, Ouya could only continue to pick up the fork and eat.
It wasn't until he finished eating the whole piece of cake that he put down his fork, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, feeling too tired to speak.
"Have you finished eating?" Di Yating blinked in surprise.
"It's over, can't you see?" Ou Ya moved her fingers and pointed at the empty plate.
