The night rain knocked on the window, and the coolness of the whole family sat around the dining table and chatted.

It was a happy night. Mu Shiqing ordered two jars of wine to fill the crowd one by one, and even called on the secret guards to take their seats.

A Sheng watched the wine jar pass by him, and in a hurry, he grabbed his grandfather's sleeve, "A Sheng wants to drink too."

Mu Yao pushed the wine bowl to A Sheng, "Then you dip it."

A Sheng stretched out his index finger, dipped it in his clear wine, put it in his mouth and whispered it, immediately grinning and sticking out his tongue, "Spicy."

Everyone was amused.

Baoshan handed her son a bowl of milk dew, "Eat this."

A Sheng picked up the spoon, awkwardly scooped up a spoonful and put it into his mouth, relieving the stimulation of the tip of his tongue.

At the next table, a man dressed in a waiter was serving diners. When he saw Baoshan and Mu Yao drinking white wine, he frowned and accidentally sprinkled the scald on the table.

The diner at that table was a little strong and grabbed the man's lapel, "Don't you have any eyes?"

The man glanced at him and with a bit of majesty, he scared away the diner who wanted to move.

Suddenly, A Sheng called to the man's back: "Uncle Xiaoer..."

There was a table of people drinking lively, only A Sheng looked around aimlessly, and his eyes suddenly froze on the man's tall back. He always felt that he looked very similar to his uncle Lu.

Hearing A Sheng's voice, the man paused and walked quickly to the kitchen, without appearing again.

Thinking of Uncle Lu, A Sheng clenched his hands and wiped his eyes and started crying.

Hearing the crying, Baoshan hurriedly put down her chopsticks and asked gently: "What's wrong?"

The others also looked at A Sheng and showed concern.

A Shengwo entered Baoshan's arms and whimpered: "I miss uncle, uncle..."

Everyone is in a complicated mood.

Baoshan picked up A Sheng, walked towards the spiral ladder, coaxing her softly.

The little guy's sadness came and went quickly. After a while, he ran back to the table with a smile, handed everyone a piece of malt sugar, climbed onto the bench, and picked up the food in the bowl.

Mu Yao turned his head and looked at Baoshan, and said, "Is it okay?"

Baoshan bent her lips, and there was nothing on her face, but her heart felt bitter. She picked up the wine glass and took several sips.

After drinking and eating, Baoshan lies on the bed with the confused Mu Yao, pulling a quilt for her, then put A Sheng up and putting him beside Mu Yao, "Sleep with my aunt tonight."

A Sheng had her short legs forked, "Where is grandma?"

The inn was not big and could not accommodate four people. Mu Shiqing took Shao Wan to his room. But Baoshan couldn't tell her son these words. While touching her hot face, she said to her son: "Grandma has a place to sleep."

"Oh." A Sheng patted Mu Yao's arm like a little adult, "Auntie, sleep well."

Tonight, Mu Yao was sleeping soundly now. He was patted twice, raised his hand and hugged the little fat man and pillowed on his back.

A Sheng, who was treated as a pillow, crawled to one side and lay down with a cloth tiger in his arms, without disturbing Mu Yao again.

Baoshan also drank a few drinks tonight. She had a poor alcohol tolerance and started to get too heavy, but the little white cat in the room had gone where she could only walk out of the room to find the cat.

The secret guard saw her and said with concern: "What are you going to do if your lady?"

When he heard the cat's meow from the first floor, Baoshan drooped her eyelids and said, "Look for a cat."

The woman in front of her was obviously drunk, but her face was not yet red, making people unable to see her drunkenness. In addition, in order to avoid suspicion, the secret guards did not dare to look at Baoshan more. Therefore, they did not take her drunkenness seriously and continued to guard the door.

Baoshan lifted her skirt and walked down the spinning ladder, her steps were not very stable.

It was Mingye, and there were very few diners on the first floor. Baoshan looked around and saw a snow-white kitten under a table.

My eyes were angry and walked towards the kitten, but the swaying skirt scared away the little guy.

In desperation, Baoshan chased after it in the direction of its running and ran into a debris room.

After searching for a while, he didn't see the kitten. Baoshan turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, the dim light outside the door was blocked by the gradually closed door panel...

At this moment, the only light in the room was the cat hiding in the corner.

"Crack."

A figure walked in and brought it to the door with his feet.

Being drunk, Baoshan didn't realize the danger, so she walked around looking for the bright cat's eyes, trying to pick up the kitten, but was wrapped around the waist by the intruder.

After the physical instinctive resistance, Baoshan realized that there was someone in the room, "You are..."

Lu Yuzhou, dressed in a waiter's clothes, took out a night pearl and illuminated his face, "Who do you think I am?"

Baoshan blinked and looked at the man who had already taken off his disguise, but he didn't react for a long time.

Never seen her drunk like this. Lu Yuzhou packed up the night pearl and wanted to pick her up.

But Baoshan suddenly realized who he was and pushed him away, "Don't touch me."

It was clearly because she pushed someone hard, but her feet were weak and she staggered backwards, and the man hooked her slender waist.

Ignoring her struggle, Lu Yuzhou forced her to an idle empty bed and leaned over to press it down, "Don't drink next time."

When he was away, he dared to be greedy for alcohol with just this little alcohol level? Lu Yuzhou was a little complaining about Mu Shiqing. Don’t you know that his daughter would pour it into the wine?

The warehouse was airtight, which accelerated the fermentation of the alcohol. Baoshan was so drunk that she was weak and gradually lost her mind. "Well, there was a smell on you."

Taste? Sweat?

Lu Yuzhou is obsessed with cleanliness on weekdays, and even in the scorching summer, he will not let himself sweat. He held up his upper body and smelled his clothes. There was no smell of sweat, but instead there was a smell of agarwood.

Baoshan said in confusion: "It tastes the same as Lu Yuzhou's body."

The man breathed a sigh of relief almost without hesitation, leaned over to her ear and asked, "Do you like it?"

Baoshan denies it: "I hate it so much."

The man's complex expression was blocked by the night sky, otherwise Baoshan would have seen the moment when the other party broke his skills.

Ye Mingzhu was placed on the head of the bed, and Lu Yuzhou leaned over and looked at Baoshan's charming little face and rolled his throat.

Although the place and timing were not suitable, his body had a real reaction.

The shopkeeper's untuned tone sounded outside the door, which was particularly abrupt on the quiet night. But the song was humming so loudly, with a broken sound, which made Baoshan laugh.

The cold woman suddenly smiled at herself... Although the smile was not caused by him, it was indeed a smile at him.

Lu Yuzhou was stunned and felt much more comfortable. He pinched the woman's chin with his long fingers and asked in a low voice: "Why do you hate Lu Yuzhou?"

Baoshan held the man's wrist with both hands and pulled it to the side hard, "...you pinched me."

The complaint was as small as a mosquito, and it was inexplicably cute.

Lu Yuzhou let go of her, sat on one side, leaning his back against the cold wall, his long legs had nowhere to be placed, and he had to bend.

The wooden bed was not big, and he took up most of it. Baoshan curled up in a ball, her face tilted on the back of her hands to prepare to fall asleep.

Drunk, she had no sense of danger at all, which made Lu Yuzhou both funny and angry. If someone else met today, she would probably suffer a great loss.

The big hand patted her, "Get up and tell me, why do you hate Lu Yuzhou?"

When his hips hurt, Baoshan groaned and twisted her body. She was even more lazy and boneless than a cat.

Lu Yuzhou pulled her up, but she was lying on his shoulder, murmured, "Lu Yuzhou thought I was low... I always bully me..."

This sentence is like a steel knife, inserted into a man's heart, causing pain. Lu Yuzhou stroked her delicate face, "He doesn't think you have a low status."

"He disliked it." Baoshan whimpered, hugging him as his arm as a pillow, and closed his eyes, "He has turned his back on his word and deceived me many times."

This is true.

The accusation against Lu Yuzhou was like opening the Hongzha. Baoshan stretched out her legs and began to whisper in the man's ear: "He also asked me to be an outdoor room. Which serious girl would be an outdoor room for others? I am really afraid that when A Sheng grows up, she will feel inferior when she learns that her mother has made an outdoor room for others."

She is not afraid of being disturbed by gossip, but is afraid that her son will be deceived and eliminated, so she can't raise her head outside.

The woman sighed in the long night, "If that were the case, I would blame myself for the rest of my life."

Lu Yuzhou owed a woman for the first time. He held Baoshan's shoulder, leaned his head on her forehead, felt the warmth on her forehead, "Then I will spend my whole life to make up for you mother and son."

At this moment, he figured out that since the title could protect a person's decency, why not let A Sheng inherit the title? Perhaps in this way, A Sheng will have less inferiority when he grows up.

As long as A Sheng's inferiority complex can be eliminated, he is willing to be a sinner in the family. If the elders disagree, he will wait for the opportunity to make meritorious service and establish his own family, and pass the title of king to A Sheng.

Baoshan's murmur came from his ears: "A Sheng is innocent."

Lu Yuzhou rubbed her forehead, "You are innocent too, and everything depends on me."

Today, I was so tired, and my emotions were ups and downs. Baoshan felt uncomfortable all over and pounded her back with her back.

Lu Yuzhou got up and got out of bed, asked her to lie down, bent down and rub her legs and feet. He felt very satisfied when he served someone for the first time in his life.

The force on his hands was not small, but he felt comfortable pinching Baoshan. The half-dream-awakened person sighed and stretched like a cat.

The stretching on his chest is fuller than before and the waistline is more graceful. Lu Yuzhou feels his throat is dry and he turns his head to try his best to keep himself focused and not have any distractions.

A pair of embroidered shoes were stripped of their jade feet. Lu Yuzhou sat by the bed, raised her feet and placed them on his legs, and took off the foot socks wrapped around it.

The woman's feet are delicate and small, delicate and smooth, about the same size as a man's hands.

Lu Yuzhou bent the corner of his mouth without any notice.

Her feet were a little cold. Thinking that the qi and blood were inactive, Lu Yuzhou got up and walked out of the utility room. After a while, he came in with a copper basin containing water, squatted beside the bed, soaked her feet in water, and gently pressed the soles of her feet.

In her sleep, Baoshan felt itchy soles of her feet and unconsciously curled up her toes.

After bathing his feet, Baoshan fell asleep sideways.

Looking at the pair of exquisite feet at his daughter's house, Lu Yuzhou leaned over and kissed her.
Chapter completed!