Jiang Chengjia was slightly stunned, looked up at him, laughed and said softly, "I won't drink, I'll smell it."

"What did you think of it?" Ning Nanyou was a little confused in the past. When they were married, the wine in the ritual was replaced with tea, which made him wonder. Now seeing her repulsive, he became even more curious. When he turned around, he felt that her words were very funny, thinking that she was embarrassed to drink in front of him. After all, women should drink less, and it was the trend of the times. So he clicked her forehead and smiled, "Aromo is sorry. You can drink in front of me."

Jiang Chengjia frowned and stared at the wine cup in front of her with some headache.

After a while, she seemed to make up her mind and picked up the wine cup as if she was looking at death. She sipped it gently. The sourness of the wine was in her mouth. She couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and she felt a little numb. But when she saw Ning Nanyou looking at her, she was afraid that she would have thoughts in her heart, so she clenched the drum and stuffed the wine in one gulp.

Ning Nanyou stared at her frowning tightly and said with a hint of amusement, "Why does a lady drink like a big enemy?"

At this moment, he was still laughing at her for not being good at drinking, but after this night, he knew... why did Jiang Chengjia resist drinking so much?

Jiang Chengjia put down the wine cup, and the originally cold wine came into her throat. It suddenly became very spicy and hot when it reached her abdomen, which made her stomach feel very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but smile bitterly. Her alcohol content has not changed for so many years, as it has always been. It was obvious that the tea wine was almost all cold liquid tormented by fruit water and herbs, and the taste of the wine was only slightly mixed with the wine, but she was born with something wrong with the wine, and even the slightest burgers of lemons could make her react.

In Ning Nanyou's opinion, a cup did not smell much wine, but the taste was very similar to the strong wine and the astringent fruit water, which looked like a tiger and a beast in front of Jiang Chengjia. Soon, red clouds appeared on her flawless jade face.

Ning Nanyou became worried and called out softly in her ear, "A Luo? Are you feeling uncomfortable? This wine... you only drank a cup of wine... Why did your face turn red like this?"

Jiang Chengjia was half drunk, staring at the shaking shadow in front of him, murmur, and then suddenly fell down. With a "boom", she smashed her head on the table, buried her whole body in her arms, quietly disappeared. He was shocked, and hurriedly moved to her side, touched her shoulder and said anxiously, "A Luo? What's wrong? A Luo?"

The girl lying on the table quietly, Ning Nan felt a sense of panic in his worry. When he heard it, he could hear a faint breath from her nose, and the huge rock fell in his heart.

He picked up Jiang Chengjia's wine cup and showed doubts in his eyes. To put it bluntly, this tea wine is fruit water, but the astringent taste of the tea replaces the astringent taste of the wine, and it tastes like wine. Logically speaking, such a wine will never be drunk, so how could Jiang Chengjia have just drunk one cup?

Ning Nanyou was surprised and had not recovered from the panic just now. However, Jiang Chengjia suddenly sat up at this time, which made him, who was in a state of ecstasy, fall backwards and his face suddenly turned pale.

He covered his chest, a little annoyed, looked at Jiang Chengjia and blamed him, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chengjia heard his words and turned to look at him. At this moment, the flush on her cheeks slowly melted to both sides, looking a little scary.

She smiled at him in a daze, without saying a word, but got up from the ground on her own. Ning Nanyou stared at her, not knowing what she was going to do.

"Husband?" Jiang Chengjia stood up and looked at him condescendingly. This sentence suddenly appeared. She opened her bright eyes, and her eyes were full of intoxication.

"A Luo...but isn't it?" Ning Nanyou looked up at her with some laughter and tears, then reached out to pull her sleeve, trying to coax her. The next moment, the little girl in front of her suddenly fell to him. He rushed to pick her up, and she fell to the ground. Jiang Chengjia hit the wound on his chest, causing him to tremble suddenly, and tears of pain came out. He took a breath of cold air, pale face, lifted her up with a little helplessness, and said a little angry, "Jiang Mengluo?"!"

Jiang Chengjia has always been eccentric, maybe he is playing with him now and pretending to be drunk. He never believed it. How could anyone be drunk like this after drinking such a cup of fruit water that even smells like alcohol?

Before Ning Nanyou could continue to criticize, the little girl who buried her face in his chest suddenly raised her head, as if she heard his hyphen and her name.

She lay on his body, her small hands tightly holding his shoulders, and looked at him face to face, and laughed.

Ning Nanyou thought she was really joking with him, so he was a little angry and helpless. He couldn't help but get colder and said to her, "Why are you laughing at? Why don't you get out of here?"

At this moment, she seemed to be able to hear his words clearly, and she seemed to be unable to hear his words. Listening to his cold words, the red little face showed a look of grievance. After a while, she turned over from him, lay on the floor on her back, with her eyes open and smiling, not knowing what she was thinking.

Ning Nanyou was amused and crying, and sighed slightly, feeling that the place where her chest was pressed by her was hurt. As soon as he was about to sit up from the ground, he felt a soft little hand in his sleeve. Before he could react, he was suddenly pulled over by a strong force. He fell on her body, and felt a crack in his spine, which made him grin.

After a while, he finally recovered and opened his eyes and looked down, he saw Jiang Chengjia grinning at him, with curved eyebrows and eyes, which looked very beautiful with a sparkling star.

He was about to get up from her, and his delicate hands gently hugged his neck when he was hesitating. Ning Nanyou was stunned and was wondering when he saw her suddenly pressing her lips over.

After a moment of dullness, he supported his body and watched her step by step, his cold red lips gently rubbed against his dry lips, and remained in front of the teeth and refused to continue. A long friction made Ning Nan feel unbearable.

She was very awkward and didn't even know how to kiss her. She could only stretch out her small tongue and gently sweep her lips between his lips, and then quickly close her lips. After a long time, she suddenly let go and leaned to the ground. Ning Nanyou quickly put her hands behind the back of her head. Seeing her pillowing her face in his palm, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, and she couldn't help but feel helpless.

He called out to her gently, "Madam Aluo? Madam?"

Jiang Chengjia closed her eyes and did not respond for a long time. After a while, she heard a steady breathing sound, as if she had fallen asleep. Ning Nanyou frowned, was stunned for a moment, sighed, knelt carefully aside, one arm around her neck, and one hand hugged her waist. She picked her up from the ground with some difficulty, and staggered her to the couch.

He covered his chest with a little bit of pain, sat on the side, staring at Jiang Chengjia, who was flushed and asleep, and his eyes emitted soft light.

He couldn't help but lower his head and kissed her forehead. He quietly took out the scroll under the pillow and found another place to put it in. Just after he felt that everything was foolproof, he was about to pack up and rest. He turned around, but saw that Jiang Chengjia was standing behind him at some point when he was sleeping, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Ning Nan was shocked in his heart, and his scalp was numb. Thinking of the ancient scroll he had just put down, he couldn't help but become gloomy. His eyes were cold and staring at Jiang Chengjia, "Madam isn't you sleeping?"

His tone was already bad, but the little girl still smiled at him, her smile was very bright, which made him stunned, but she didn't know what to do?

He coughed lightly, walked slowly to Jiang Chengjia, held her hand, and walked to the side of the couch. Jiang Chengjia also followed him obediently to the side of the couch. Ning Nanyou thought that he would not have any trouble when he slept with her this time. However, when he just brought her to the side of the couch, the little girl suddenly stopped walking for some reason.

Seeing that she couldn't pull her, Ning Nanyou couldn't help but turn her head in confusion. She saw that the little girl was still smiling, but for some reason he shivered, and for some reason a chilled chill in his heart. Just as he was thinking of a way to pull Jiang Chengjia over, she suddenly pulled him and walked out of the house.

"Where to go? Aluo? Jiang Chengjia? Jiang Mengluo!" Ning Nanyou was pulled out by her, and she shouted her name with laughter and cry.

Jiang Chengjia didn't say a word, nor did she say as much as she usually said. After she was drunk, she never said anything else except calling him husband. It was strange that others were drunk and nonsense, but she was good. She didn't say anything when she was drunk, but she liked to run around.

Ning Nanyou was pulled out of the wing room by her. Qian Shan, who had been guarding the door, brought wine and food into the room from Jiang Chengjia, then leaned against the door frame and fell asleep. The door of the wing room was suddenly opened, and she was suddenly awakened. She thought that something had happened to Jiang Chengjia, so she hurriedly stood up, but saw that her master had pulled Junhou out of the room at some point, standing in the corridor and wondering what she was doing.

Jiang Chengjia settled down on the front porch of the house and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He followed her obediently and coaxed, "A Luo...? Can we go back?"

Now, he completely believed that Jiang Chengjia was indeed drunk and was not very drunk.

Jiang Chengjia didn't say anything, but Ning Nanyou pulled her, and she refused to leave, like a magical iron standing in the corridor, motionless.

"Son-in-law... What's wrong with the girl?" Qianshan hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Ning Nanyou glanced at her, frowned and sighed, "Your girl...has she ever drunk wine before?"

Qianshan was shocked and said, "Miss? "

He nodded, looked at Qianshan with some inquiring eyes, and hesitated, "She can't drink?"
Chapter completed!