Chapter 756: Ah-Cheng, are you drunk?

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s.h.i.+ qingan glanced at him suspiciously.

He had a nagging feeling that something was not quite right with s.h.i.+ qingxun recently, especially the night after Bo Zhichengs successful marriage proposal. She had been acting a little strange. Her att.i.tude of not drinking tonight was also abnormal

Eat your food. s.h.i.+ Qingyun said coldly.

He retracted his gaze and pretended to be very calm. He did not give any explanation and even pushed the wine beside him to the side.

Finally, it was s.h.i.+ hongxi and s.h.i.+ qingan who were drinking with Bo Zicheng.

Although s.h.i.+ qinglans alcohol tolerance was terrible, the s.h.i.+ familys men could still hold their liquor very well. They were drinking and toasting with Bo Zhicheng, and even after three rounds of drinking, they still looked as if nothing had happened.

Dont drink so much. s.h.i.+ qinglans eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She carefully tugged at the corner of Bo Yichengs s.h.i.+rt and looked up at him worriedly, if. cant drink it, Ill just tell dad and brother

Im fine. Bo Yucheng pinched the girls small hand twice.

He lowered his eyes to look at her worried face, and his red lips curled up slightly, your husbands alcohol tolerance is very good.

The girls face turned pink when she heard the word husband*.

After all, s.h.i.+ Fu and Bo chengru were both old. After eating and drinking to their fill, they greeted the young man and went to rest. s.h.i.+ Fu ordered Ji Lin to prepare a room for Bo chengru and let him stay at the s.h.i.+ residence for the night. He would send her back the next morning.

Jiang yunzhe could not help but say, alright, you guys. Thats enough. What exactly is so good about the wine?

Then Ill listen to Madam. s.h.i.+ honghou chuckled.

He raised his head and finished the last gla.s.s of wine in his hand, then gestured for the servants to remove all the other bottles on the table.

s.h.i.+ qingans alcohol tolerance was decent, but his alcohol tolerance was not too good. Before he could knock Bo Zhicheng out, he was the first to pa.s.s out. s.h.i.+ qingqiao then carried him back to her room.

Your alcohol tolerance is not bad. s.h.i.+ honghou stood up slowly.

He reached out and patted Bo Zhichengs shoulder, looking at the man with dark eyes. Im indeed old, I cant drink more than you young people, so Ill go back to my room to rest first.

Dads alcohol tolerance is very good. Bo Yicheng chuckled.

Hearing his son-in-law call him dad for the first time, s.h.i.+ hongxis eyes darkened, you two should go back and rest early.

Yes, yes. s.h.i.+ qinglan nodded her head twice.

Jiang Yunxi immediately got up as well. She held s.h.i.+ hongxis arm and mumbled as she helped him upstairs, youre an old man, yet you still drink so much. Dont you know how to feel sorry for your own body? What if you get drunk?

Dont worry, 1 know what to do. s.h.i.+ hongxun coaxed her in a low voice.

However. Jiang yunzhe was obviously unhappy, what sense of propriety? if you have any sense of propriety, you shouldnt have drunk so much wine. Look at your neck, its all red, and you still need me to take care of you

The couple had been married for many years, but their relations.h.i.+p was still the same. Although Jiang yunzhe nagged at s.h.i.+ honghu, and there seemed to be some annoyance in his tone, the worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

In the end, only Bo Zhicheng and s.h.i.+ qinglan were left in the living room.

Bo Li Cheng sat upright and still the entire time. When he was drinking with the men of the s.h.i.+ family, he was elegant and n.o.ble, and his posture was humble and appropriate. From the beginning to the end, he did not lose his composure, nor did he reject the country.

The mans fair skin was not red at all, as if these bottles of wine had no effect on him. Every gla.s.s he drank looked so relaxed, but only he knew how much he could drink

Should we go back to A-Cheng!

s.h.i.+ qinglan wanted to ask the man if he wanted to go back to his room, but she suddenly felt a heavy weight on her shoulder. She looked down and saw the mans head buried in his neck, and her body swayed slightly.

Bo Yucheng immediately reached out his arm to hold the girls waist, stabilizing her figure, but his head gently rubbed against the pit of his neck. A-Cheng? s.h.i.+ qinglan looked down at the man.

At this moment, there were only the two of them left in the living room. Bo Li Cheng no longer pretended to be calm and relaxed. He lowered his head and leaned on the girls body. After he relaxed, the effect of the alcohol became even stronger.

s.h.i.+ qinglan raised her brows, ah Cheng, did you drink too much?

She reached out and gently pulled the man into her arms, stroking his fluffy black hair. Suddenly, she was at a loss.

She had never seen Bo Yucheng drunk before. Usually, she was the one who was taken care of when she drank too much. When she saw him drinking so casually just now, she thought that his alcohol tolerance was so high

She thought that he would not get drunk even after drinking a few bottles of red wine and strong liquor.

Yes. Bo Li Cheng responded in a low voice, his voice was deep and a little hoa.r.s.e.

He gently closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around the girls waist. His red lips parted slightly. I think so.

After all, those few bottles of wine were quite strong.

He often had drinking sessions during social gatherings. As the head of the Bo financial magnate, he could not show that he was drunk in front of outsiders, so he always pretended to be drunk.

It was the same today. He had finally married a girl, so how could he show his drunken state in front of her family?

s.h.i.+ qinglan frowned, you Why didnt you tell me you couldnt drink it? Ill help you back to the bedroom and lie down for a while.

As the girl spoke, she picked up the mans arm and placed it on her shoulder, wanting to carry him back to the bedroom to rest.

But how could Bo Yucheng bear to put all his weight on her? he still supported his body and only used his arm to gently rest on her shoulder, then obediently followed her back to the bedroom.

Take a seat first. s.h.i.+ qinglan helped the man to sit on the bed.

She bent down to tidy up the bed. She had wanted to lift the blanket to let him lie down and rest, and then go to cook some porridge for him to sober up.

But Bo Zhicheng grabbed the girls wrist. Lan Lan.

Upon hearing this, s.h.i.+ qinglan raised her eyes and looked at the man.

Perhaps it was because he was drunk, but his palm was exceptionally hot. The warmth pa.s.sed from the girls fingertips to her ears, dyeing them a little red. yes, Im here.

As she spoke, she bent over and lifted the blanket. She held the man and wanted him to lie down properly, you lie in bed and rest for a while. Ill go downstairs and make you some soup to help you sober up, okay?

She saw Bo Yucheng lying on the bed obediently.

She bent over to help cover him with the blanket and turned around to go downstairs. Flowever, she suddenly felt a force in her arm, and then she fell back unexpectedly, pressing on the man.

Ah s.h.i.+ qinglan could not help but exclaim.

She subconsciously reached out to support herself on the bed, and then lay on the mans body, hug Im sorry.

s.h.i.+ qinglan propped herself up on the bed and wanted to get up as soon as possible, but Bo Yucheng wrapped his arms around her waist and flipped over, pressing her down.

He held the girls slender wrist in his large hand, and his legs were in a half-kneeling position. Their positions were completely reversed..