There were too many guests, and the original wine storage was not enough. Now they were all smashed. So what did the guests drink?
"Orchestra——" Yue Wushang looked at him with a smile.
"My subordinate is here!" Lechi responded loudly.
"I remember that the guests are waiting for drinks, right? Where is the wine you bought?"[
Huh? Lechi scratched his scalp. He wanted to say that he had bought wine, but he broke it at your old man's command.
But I was wrong first, and even if I beat him to death, I wouldn't have the guts to retort like this.
He had no choice but to nod his head resignedly: "My subordinates will go purchase them immediately!"
"Okay! I'll give you two hours. Well, if someone sneaks in again this time, I will let you drink all the hundreds of jars of wine!"
Yue Wushang narrowed his eyes slightly and ordered coolly.
How dare you say no in the orchestra pit?
After Yue Wushang was successfully resurrected, his temperament became even more uncertain.
He was originally difficult for people to guess, and now it is even more difficult for people to guess...
Lechi had no choice but to resign himself to buying wine again.
This time it was even more urgent than the last time. He flew away like his butt was on fire...
Yue Beibei wanted to throw herself into her mother's arms several times.
Unfortunately, his small hands were tightly held in Yue Wushang's big hands, and he couldn't break free at all.
His little face turned red with anxiety, but fortunately his mother was right in front of him, which gave him a little comfort in his little heart.
Qi Luo'er looked at Yue Wushang blankly.
The two people are obviously face to face, but it feels like they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.
When she heard Yue Wushang's cool and seemingly polite question, her heart felt like it was being held by a ruthless claw, suffocating her and causing pain.
Thousands of words are stuck in my throat, but I don’t know how to speak.
"What? Does the saint think that I have neglected you and didn't even bother to say anything?"
Yue Wushang looked at her coolly.[
He spoke like a saint, which made Qi Luoer's heart hurt.
She took a breath and tried to suppress the surge in her heart: "You—I came here to tell you something."