After Jiang Sihan fell down, his face happened to be pressed on the plate containing many delicious dishes. The assorted cold dishes, braised pork, roasted kidney beans, etc. that were piled like a hill were crushed to pieces and all stuck on his face.
, turned into the big painted face in Peking Opera.
Deng Xiujuan exclaimed: "Lao Jiang, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly..." She hurriedly went to lift her husband's body, feeling uneasy for fear that something might happen to her husband. After all, he was so old and had drunk so much.
Liquor is very dangerous.
Jiang Xiaoyu was also startled and said in surprise: "Dad, are you okay?" She stood up and helped her mother lift her father's body up.
Jiang Sihan's face was stained with oily vegetable juice and looked miserable. However, he was unconscious in his drunken state and snored loudly.
Deng Xiujuan, who has considerable rescue experience, carefully examined Jiang Sihan's eyes and face, then lowered her head and leaned on her husband's chest to listen to his heartbeat. Seeing nothing unusual, she hurriedly said: "Your father is fine, he just drank too much and fell asleep.
You'd better hurry up and see how Xiaolang is doing."
Jiang Xiaoyu knew Ximenlang's drinking capacity in her heart. Not to mention drinking these drinks, even a few more bottles would be fine. As for the so-called drinking and lying down, the guy was actually pretending it for her sake, so she knew it in her heart.
. Said: "He's fine, there's no need to worry about him."
Deng Xiujuan glared at her angrily and said angrily: "Why are you like this? You don't care about others at all. Fortunately, Xiaolang is so devoted to you. If he knew how indifferent you are now, how sad he would be! Let's do this
Women should always love their men, do you hear me?"
After being scolded by her mother, Jiang Xiaoyu had no choice but to agree, "I heard it. I'm just going to see how he is doing. Mom, go get a wet towel and wipe my dad's face."
"I know." Deng Xiujuan straightened up and walked out in a hurry.
Jiang Xiaoyu bent down and squatted on the ground, lifted the tablecloth and looked over. She saw that brat completely ignoring the chaos outside and lying on the ground very comfortably. She was annoyed and lowered her voice and said: "You brat, it's all your fault.
It's a good thing that my dad drank too much. Get up quickly and don't pretend to be dead..."
Who knows, Ximen Lang fell into a deep sleep as if he had really drunk too much, without any reaction. Jiang Xiaoyu angrily stretched out a jade hand and quickly pinched his thigh, thinking secretly: I asked you to pretend with me.
See how I deal with you!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ximen Lang's eyes suddenly opened, and like lightning, he stretched out his right hand, grabbed her wrist, and moved it into her arms.
Jiang Xiaoyu's bright eyes flashed with panic, and her body involuntarily rushed forward, landing right on Ximen Lang's body. She asked angrily: "You brat, you..."
Before she finished speaking, Ximen Lang put his arms around her slender waist, put his head in and kissed her red lips, which were as fragrant as rose petals, with wanton tenderness.
Jiang Xiaoyu was flustered and very nervous because she heard her mother's footsteps coming from far away and wanted Xiaolang to let her go. As soon as she opened her mouth, the other party's butt came in unreasonably and wrapped around her flexibly.
The pink powder on her face brought her indescribable spiritual shock. The huge pleasure surged like a stormy sea, surrounding her and making her involuntarily cater to it...
Deng Xiujuan walked back with a wet towel in her hand. When she entered the restaurant, she saw that her daughter had disappeared. She was stunned for a moment and complained to herself: "Where did this child go..." How could she
Thinking of it, the young couple were kissing passionately down there.
At the moment, Deng Xiujuan couldn't care about anything else. She walked to her husband and carefully wiped off the greasy dirt on his face. While wiping, she said to herself: "Hey, how old are you? How come you still refuse to admit defeat?"
Ah, I’m not serious at all. How can I have a drink with my uncle? This time, both of us are drunk..."
After wiping it over and over for a long time, Jiang Sihan finally looked like a human being. Deng Xiujuan went out, came back with a clean towel, wiped it again, and finally wiped her husband's face clean.
At this time, Jiang Xiaoyu, who was blushing, lifted the tablecloth and came out, looking as if she had eaten something secretly and felt guilty. In fact, she had indeed eaten something secretly, and what she ate was the note from her husband-to-be, Ximen Lang.
As for the taste, of course it's still delicious.
When Deng Xiujuan saw her daughter coming out, she asked in confusion: "Why have you been staying under the table for such a long time?"
Jiang Xiaoyu blushed and said shyly: "Well... I'm helping Xiaolang sober up..." At this point, she became even more embarrassed, feeling that this method of sobering up was too charming.
Deng Xiujuan asked hurriedly: "How is Xiaolang doing?"
"He's fine, he's awake."
The tablecloth rustled softly, and Ximen Lang got out from under the table, stood up, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, auntie, I'm fine."
Deng Xiujuan said happily: "It's okay." She fixed her concerned eyes on her prospective son-in-law's face, but found that he looked in high spirits, not in the decadent state after waking up from a drunken stupor. She couldn't help but sigh,
"You are so young after all, you recover so quickly!"
Ximen Lang secretly laughed in his heart, of course, youth is a capital, recovery is fast, it only takes a while, only young people can do it seven times a night and enjoy the joy of the world!
Turning his eyes, Ximen Lang looked at Jiang Sihan, who was still drunk and sleeping, and thought to himself: Father-in-law, you can't beat me. The world is now dominated by our young people, so just abdicate and let Xian spend his old age in peace!
At this time, the boy started to pretend again, pretending to be broad-minded and not caring about past suspicions, and said: "What's wrong with Uncle Jiang falling asleep here? Don't catch another cold. Hurry up. I'll carry him to the bedroom."
Bar."
Deng Xiujuan deeply felt the noble qualities of her prospective son-in-law and his soul that shone like gold. She was very moved and said hurriedly: "Then I'll trouble you."
"No trouble, this is what I should do as a son-in-law. He is my father-in-law, so he is not the same as his biological father!" I have to say that Ximen Lang is very good at talking, and he can be called a lotus tongue.
Jiang Xiaoyu knew in her heart that this boy had always been cunning, and his current performance was mostly for show. She sighed to herself, this mouth is so powerful, it could probably bring the dead back to life! When she thought of her boyfriend's mouth, she thought of her boyfriend's mouth.
She shook her head and thought shyly, of course, her shooting skills are also good, the kiss made me feel so comfortable!
Ximen Lang turned around and bent down to carry Jiang Sihan on his back. Deng Xiujuan and Jiang Xiaoyu were guarding him on the left and right, and they arrived safely in the bedroom. After placing his prospective father-in-law on the bed, he diligently pulled the quilt over.
Covering the other party, and said sincerely: "Auntie, I can stay here to take care of Uncle Jiang..."