"Drink it." As she spoke, she pursed her mouth and licked her lips with her tongue. There was still a sweet smell on her lips. No wonder the two sisters Ma Miaofeng like to eat it secretly. It turned out that the taste was pretty good, much better than the drink.

She reached out to Ye Jue and said, "I want it."

"Are you sure you want it?" Ye Jue asked softly.

Song Yan nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can still bear this degree."

Without taking the cup back from Ye Jue's hand, she lowered her head, held Ye Jue's arm with both hands, picked up the half cup of fruit wine, and swallowed it "guruguru".

After drinking, her body warmed from head to toe, and of course, her whole body became soft.

He lay softly on Ye Jue's arm, as gentle as a lazy cat, holding Ye Jue's arm tightly with his hands tightly and said, "I'm warm after drinking it. Ye Jue, do you want to taste it? No, you can taste it."

She grabbed the bottle of fruit wine and put it into Ye Jue's mouth. Ye Jue quickly took over the fruit wine in her hand, then lowered her head and gently pinched Song Yan's face twice.

At this time, Song Yan's little face was red and hot, and the two blush clouds on her face were imprinted on her fair skin, which was pink and delicate that could not be outlined by rouge and water powder.

Her eyes were half-closed and she lay obediently on him.

I also drank some wine when I got married, but he beat me up, so I never knew that Song Yan was so cute when she was drunk.

He raised his arm and landed on Song Yan's shoulder, letting her little face lean against his chest.

The soldiers were fighting for wine and were in high interest.

As the end of the year approaches, he brings these soldiers out to relax. As long as he doesn't do things that are unethical, he won't control them too much.

Song Yan suddenly looked up at Ye Jue, put her little hand on her chin, and touched her back and forth and said, "Ye Jue, they are having such a happy time, we have to fight together, whoever loses will drink, I drink fruit wine, are you good to drink white wine?"

"Do you really want to play?" Ye Jue asked.

Song Yan nodded and said, "If we don't play, just watch them play, that's boring. Let's play, playing with stone scissors."

Ye Jue smiled softly: "Okay!"

"Whoever loses, drink it, come!" Song Yan suddenly sat upright. Her mind was a little dizzy, but she was very clear-headed. Even after drinking a little, she was a little bolder, and she was not as regular as usual.

"Okay!" Ye Jue agreed with a smile.

Song Yan said "Scissors" and then fisted out.

Ye Jue also made a fist just now.

The second time Song Yan still fisted, Ye Jue was fisting, but when he saw her little fist, he almost folded his finger back three times.

Finally, he found a very strange rule and his wife could only punch.

The soldiers on the table saw Ye Jue playing, so they simply stopped playing and watched Ye Jue and Song Yan play with stones and scissors.

Everyone was laughing so hard.

Wei Zhibing whistled and asked, "Sister-in-law, you know what you did."

"Fist." Song Yan cooperated with her small fist, waved it, and then blinked her watery eyes at Ye Jue and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No!" Ye Jue said softly as if he was coaxing a child: "Are you still playing?"

"Play again." Song Yan raised her fist and waved it down!

This time, she let go of her little hand and spread her palms.

The soldiers on the table cried out again.

They have never hoped that a little woman would lose to a big man as they are now.

Who told Song Yan to always fist? Ye Jue cooperated to use scissors in order not to let her continue drinking.
Chapter completed!