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Chapter 132 Jiaxu Day, Songs in the Dark Night (3)

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    Yu Wanfeng: ""

    What's wrong with not drinking?

    She made a few perfunctory sentences and ignored Huo Chengyu.

    Inexplicably, Huo Chengyu lowered his head and continued mopping the floor.

    Yu Wanfeng went to find Zhong Chumian again.

    Zhong Chumian was drying clothes on the first floor.

    Yu Wanfeng approached and asked, "Do you think you can get along with Huo Chengyu?"

    Without cause and effect, Zhong Chumian frowned.

    "Xiaowan, what do you want?"

    Zhong Chumian asked straightforwardly.

    Yu Wanfeng said it.

    Huo Chengyu's current appearance is quite worrying.

    Huo Chengjue and his wife were fighting in the front, and if Huo Chengyu was depressed in the rear, Yu Wanfeng always felt sorry for coming to support the compatriots in Wuhan.

    Shen Huaijin and Huo Chengyu are boyfriend and girlfriend, logically speaking, it is best for Shen Huaijin to comfort her.  But hearing what Shen Huaijin meant, in front of Shen Huaijin, Huo Chengyu deliberately avoided this question.

    The few people left in the inn were either the older generation or the young people like them.

    It is impossible for Yu Wanfeng to comfort Huo Chengyu too much. For one thing, Huo Chengyu would not tell her about many things.

    Second, as for her best friend's boyfriend, she always has to avoid suspicion.

    Zhong Chumian is the same age as Huo Chengyu, and they are both men, so it may be more suitable for communication.

    Besides, didn't the two have "friendly exchanges" before?

    Zhong Chumian stopped, understood what Yu Wanfeng meant, and suddenly smiled: "Xiaowan, are you going to care about everyone here?"

    Seeing him laughing at her again, Yu Wanfeng was a little annoyed: "We are on the same boat, and we are inseparable."

    Zhong Chumian said: "Lips and teeth depend on each other?"

    Lips and teeth depend on each other, this word always makes people feel that this is a critical moment.

    Not a good feeling.

    Yu Wanfeng put it another way: "What I mean is, I hope everyone is well and there are no problems, both physically and psychologically."

    Zhong Chumian suppressed her smile: "Well, it will be fine."

    He thought for a while, and then said: "I'll take care of Huo Chengyu's matter."

    Having said that, he agreed, and Yu Wanfeng was very happy.

    As for how Zhong Chumian operated, Yu Wanfeng didn't know.

    All she knew was that Zhong Chumian and Huo Chengyu went to the rooftop to chat that afternoon, and Huo Chengyu also brought a bottle of wine, the bottle of Zhijiang Daqu on the kitchen shelf.

    Yu Wanfeng felt itchy in her heart.

    She also wants to drink with Zhong Chumian

    But how much can Zhong Chumian drink in a cup?

    On the contrary, Huo Chengyu drank too much, a little drunk, staggered into the room, reeking of alcohol, which could be smelled from a distance.

    Shen Huaijin had already finished his work at that time, and followed him in to take care of him.

    Yu Wanfeng hurried to find Zhong Chumian.

    Knocked on the door for a while, but no one responded.

    She was a little worried.

    Fortunately, after a while of silence, the door opened.

    Zhong Chumian's cheeks turned red.

    "Xiaowan"

    His voice was deep.

    Yu Wanfeng followed in, and she brought him a cup of tea.

    Green tea, freshly brewed.

    "I just saw that Huo Chengyu was drunk, did you drink too"

    Before the question was finished, she smelled the alcohol in his breath.

    It was indeed drunk.

    She handed over the tea: "Drink the tea and sober up."

    Zhong Chumian sat on the sofa, took a sip from the teacup.

    Raising her eyes and smiling at Yu Wanfeng: "Fortunately, I slept for a while."

    No wonder the door was not opened for a long time just now.

    Yu Wanfeng also sat down: "Did you drink a lot? Didn't you pour it in a glass?"

    Zhong Chumian smiled: "It's not that serious."

    He raised his hand and rubbed his blushing face. His clothes were rolled up between his arms, and the exposed hand was slightly red.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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