Outrageous! The man I picked up was actually the child's father!

Half an hour passed.

Most of the plate of cherries had been eaten. At this time, Feng Jue had already prepared the hot pot and was standing beside the dining table waving at her.

"You can come over and eat now."

Hearing this, Shu Yanyan turned off the TV, stood up and walked towards the restaurant.

The hot pot is bright red in color, half is clear soup and half is Sichuan spicy.

Shu Yanyan likes spicy food. When she smells the aroma of chili peppers, her saliva can't help but flow from the corners of her mouth.

She sucked her saliva, suddenly thought of something, opened the kitchen cabinet, and took out a bottle of rice wine.

"How about we have a drink?"

Feng Jue prepared a bowl and chopsticks for her, and seeing that she was eager to try, he frowned slightly.

"can you drink alcohol?"

Feng Jue had never seen Shu Yanyan drink, but he subconsciously felt that she probably couldn't drink much.

Unwilling to be looked down upon, Shu Yanyan pointed to the two dimples on her face and retorted, "Haven't you heard of this saying? People with dimples can never get drunk."

"..."

Feng Jue looked at the two sweet dimples on her face and his eyes deepened.

Obviously, this is fallacy.

But Feng Jue had no intention of exposing her.

Because he could see that the idiot was worried and wanted to drink.

Then let her wish come true. With him around, nothing will happen to her.

Besides, that is rice wine, the alcohol content is not high, so it should be okay to drink a little.

However, he overestimated Shu Yanyan's alcohol tolerance.

"Come on, cheers!"

Shu Yanyan happily poured a glass of wine for Feng Jue, and then filled her own glass.

Feng Jue raised the wine glass with his bony fingers and clinked it with hers.

He took a small sip and then put the glass down.

This was not a good wine, it tasted a bit astringent. Feng Jue frowned and picked up a piece of vegetable with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

When the bad smell dissipated, his frown finally relaxed.

Suddenly, a pair of white fingers stretched out in front of him and touched his face.

"..."

Feng Jue was stunned and looked at Shu Yanyan opposite him in confusion.

"Haha, handsome guy, you are so handsome! You look like someone I met before, that bad guy! So bad, so bad, it hurts me so much! Hiccup~~"

Shu Yanyan burped while complaining.

Feng Jue: “…”

Feng Jue glanced at the wine glass in her hand.

Very good, she drank the full glass of wine in one gulp.

He silently glanced at the alcohol content on the rice wine bottle - 13 degrees.

"........."

Who just said that he could drink a lot?

Feng Jue was speechless for a moment. He had never seen anyone so boastful.

"Shu Yanyan, are you drunk?"

Feng Jue helplessly grabbed her fingers that were moving around on her face, but Shu Yanyan refused to let it go.

She slapped his hand away and her fingers fell on his face again, sliding from his upturned nose to his sexy lips.

"Why do you have such beautiful lips? What did you eat when you were a child?"

She began to tremble as she spoke and could not speak clearly.

Feng Jue frowned helplessly, "Shu Yanyan, are you drunk and crazy?"

"No, no... I can drink a lot... Yes, very well... Why are you so tall and I'm only so tall?"

Suddenly she gestured at her head, her little mouth pouted, and she started crying.

"Wow, wow, it must be because I didn't eat well when I was a kid, so I grew so little."

She cried very sadly, with tears and snot running down her face.

"........."

Looking at the drunken woman, the veins on Feng Jue's forehead throbbed slightly.