The alcohol content is not good, but the wine tastes are very good.

After getting drunk, he leaned quietly in Mo Sijue's arms.

Compared to the twitching claws when waking up, now he looks like he is quiet for years.

Mo Sijue lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms. Seeing that the person was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but sneer.

This woman is getting more and more relaxed in front of him now.

Do you really think he won't do anything?

Mo Sijue put Jiang Man on the bed, and Jiang Man, who was so drunk, opened his confused eyes.

When he came in with Jiang Man in his arms, Mo Si Jue Teng couldn't turn on the headlights.

The whole room was only outside the open door, and the light came into the corridor.

Mo Sijue's eyes met Jiang Man. Seeing Jiang Man's misty eyes staring at him without blinking, as if he was seriously confirming something, his mind couldn't help but move slightly. Just as he was about to speak, his two slender and soft arms wrapped around his neck.

"It's a big baby..."

The woman muttered softly and vaguely, and a touch of softness was printed on Mo Sijue's cheek.

"Good night, baby..."

Mo Sijue and Jiang Yiyi were so similar. The drunk Jiang Man couldn't tell it out at once. He thought that his eldest son was really his. When he was used to reaching out to hug him, he was still muttering in a vague way.

"Baby, why do you seem to have grown up..."

Then he fell asleep on one side of his head.

Mo Sijue knew that Jiang Man regarded him as Jiang Sansan, but drunks could treat the roadside telephone poles as humans, so it was no wonder that Jiang Man regarded him as Jiang Sansan.

It was just a pair of dark eyes, but it never came from Jiang Man's face.

The moment Jiang Man hugged his neck and came up, Mo Sijue's unsure heart suddenly settled down.

Looking at Jiang Man's close face, his heartbeat also accelerated uncontrollably.

He thought that he had just had a lot of contact with Jiang Man, and that he gradually got used to the approaching of this woman.

At one point, she even thought that this woman was scheming and stubborn, but she really broke her defense step by step.

But if she really has a purpose, she wouldn't ask for anything except that manor.

Instead, it seemed as if he was trying hard to separate himself from him. He did not take the initiative to look for her, and she couldn't even remember him.

Mo Sijiu thought about it and couldn't help but raise his hand and squeeze Jiang Man's nose lightly.

"I'm so heartless..."

However, when she thought of her blocking her in front of him in the hospital ward, her eyes couldn't help but soften.

His eyes fell deeply on her lips.

After a while, I couldn't help but lower my head and printed the two slightly opened red lips.

...There is no anti-implementation, but it is so beautiful that it makes people addicted.

It seems that he really fell in love when he didn't know it.

A bitter smile appeared on Mo Sijue's lips, but his handsome and noble face was softer.

"Since that's the case, I can't let you go..."

In the darkness, the low-charming male voice murmured softly.

...

More than ten minutes later.

Mo Sijuecai got down from the upper floor.

Tang Jiu has been sent back to the room by the housekeeper.

There was only one ginger Sansan left on the dining table.

When he saw Mo Sijue, his two black eyes lit up. He raised his fat hand and greeted Mo Sijue, "Dad, come! The dishes made by Mommy are so delicious!"

Mo Sijue walked over and glanced at the table.

Tonight, Jiang Man made a lot of dishes, almost filling the table, almost collecting all the famous dishes from the eight major cuisines.

Unfortunately, the two women drank themselves down and couldn't eat much of the dishes on the table.

As a result, Jiang Sansan got cheaper. She had been so hot that she had been lobster. Jiang Sansan actually finished eating it alone.

"Dad, this is delicious, you can eat it."

Just now, all the adults walked away, and Jiang Sansan was self-reliant and simply stood in the child's chair and picked up food for himself with chopsticks.

As soon as Mo Sijue sat down, he immediately took food from Mo Sijue's bowl with his fat hands.

After finishing the clip, I looked at Mo Sijue with great anticipation, "Dad, eat quickly."

When he met Jiang Sansan's bright anticipation eyes, Mo Sijue's fingertips moved.

He actually didn't know how to get along with the child, but Jiang Sansan inexplicably matched his relationship.

Besides, Jiang Sansan is still Jiang Man's child, and he just confirmed his thoughts...

In the end, he was not as good as Jiang Sansan's little eyes. He picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes that Jiang Sansan picked up for him.

The dining table has added a self-heating function, and the dishes are hot and do not affect the taste.

“It tastes good.”

Message evaluation.

Jiang Sansan was happy and picked up the dishes for Mo Sijue several times. In the end, Mo Sijue saw that it was not safe to stand in a child's chair, so he carried the child down and sat down, took over the work of picking up the dishes, and then gave up.

But Jiang Sansan felt the fatherly love up close for the first time, and the whole milk dumpling was floating, and he wanted to eat all the dishes on the table.

So you can imagine that Jiang Sansan had eaten too much.

In the middle of the night, my belly started to hurt.

Looking at Jiang Sansan who was holding her belly and rolling on the bed in pain, Mo Sijue, who had always been calm, rarely showed a little panic.

He hurriedly picked up Jiang Sansan and ran out.

Jiang Man, who was awakened from thirst, drank water just after drinking two sips of water when he saw a slender figure passing by outside the kitchen.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Man came out of the kitchen and saw Mo Sijue holding Jiang Sansan and strode out. His face changed, and he put down his cup and ran to Mo Sijue.

"What's wrong with San San?"

Mo Sijue paused and turned around with Jiang Sansan in his arms. Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Sansan, who was curled up in his arms, raised his painful little face first.

"Mommy, Sansan's stomach hurts so much..."

Seeing that Jiang Sansan was so painful that his face was pale and cold sweat appeared on his forehead, Jiang Man didn't care about anything else and looked up at Mo Sijue anxiously, "It seems that he has acute gastroenteritis, he has no medicine at home, and he has to be sent to the hospital. You hold Sansan and I'll drive."

He left his words, took the key from the living room, and ran out first.

Seeing Jiang Sansan feeling uncomfortable, Mo Sijue felt inexplicably like he was holding it with one hand, and he tightened it tightly.

He didn't dare to delay at all, so he came out with Jiang Sansan in his arms.

Jiang Man parked the car at the door, crossed his body from the driver's seat, opened the door for Mo Sijue, "Get in the car!"

Jiang Sansan is in poor health and has been meticulously recuperating for a long time. She has only improved her body in the past two years.

I haven't been to the hospital much this year. Seeing Jiang Sansan leaning against Mo Sijue's arms and humming weakly, Jiang Man felt so distressed that he almost drove the car up.

In less than ten minutes, I arrived at the hospital.

The two hurriedly hugged Jiang Sansan and went to the emergency room.

"Eat too much cold food and acute gastroenteritis."

The doctor prescribed medicine, and Jiang Man took care of Jiang Sansan in the ward.

Messi will pay the fee.

When he returned to the ward, Jiang Sansan, who had used medicine, had already fallen asleep on the hospital bed.

"Sleep?"

Mo Sijue walked over.

"Um……"

Jiang Man nodded and his eyes fell on Mo Sijue's feet.

Perhaps because he was in a hurry to come out, Mo Sijue was still wearing pajamas, only adding a coat outside, and wearing cotton slippers from home on his feet.

No matter how she felt about Mo Sijue before, Jiang Man was really grateful to Mo Sijue at this moment.

"Thank you tonight."

Mo Sijue shook his head, "Blame me, I shouldn't have let Sansan eat so much seafood."

Unexpectedly, Mo Sijue would say this, and surprise flashed across Jiang's face.

Is Mo Sijue blaming himself?

Because I didn't like Jiang Sansan?

For a moment, Jiang Man couldn't help feeling strange.
Chapter completed!