After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

"How did you know?" Yun Zhou wanted to hear gossip more than kiss Su Qingluo at this moment, and even reached out to push Su Qingluo: "Hurry up and tell me, don't kiss me anymore."

Su Qingluo:......

People say that women are like that at the age of thirty, but she didn't see it from Yunzhou.

"I can see that she likes Wanyue. Do I need any evidence? It's written all over her face." Su Qingluo said as a matter of course.

"That's right." Yun Zhou nodded and agreed with Su Qingluo.

"Can I kiss you now? Queen..."

"Who is your queen?" Yun Zhou hit her in embarrassment.

"What do you think?" Su Qingluo asked angrily, "Is Zhou Zhou unwilling?"

Yun Zhou tilted his head and looked at her: "If I don't want to, you won't let me be the boss?"

Su Qingluo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "If you don't agree, how can I let you be the leader?"

"You can force it." Yun Zhou said half-jokingly.

"I won't force you." Su Qingluo rubbed her cheek. Don't you know?

"Then you are quite nice."

Su Qingluo confirmed that she was really drunk, but she just became drunk later.

She is always like this and rarely gets drunk and passes out on the spot.

"Why do you still want to play the forced love in the story?" Su Qingluo couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"No, I don't like it. I'm not sick. I just want to praise you for being upright." Yun Zhou gave her a well-behaved smile.

"Okay, I got it. Can we kiss now?" Su Qingluo asked again with a smile.

"No." Yun Zhou rejected her again.

"Why? Su Qingluo really doesn't understand now."

"Because I don't want to be here." Yun Zhou said shyly.

Su Qingluo couldn't help but curl her lips: "Okay, then let's go back to the room, okay?"

"Okay." Yun Zhou obediently reached out and hugged her neck.

Su Qingluo picked her up and considerately helped her wipe the water droplets off her body.

Yun Zhou was drunk, but she didn't look sleepy at all. She lay on the bed and even had the leisure to play with Su Qingluo's hair.

Su Qingluo held her hand and bent down to kiss her lips. Yun Zhou unconsciously put his hands around her waist and took the initiative to respond to her kiss. The fruit wine she drank did not have any smell of alcohol, only a light fragrance.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, Su Qingluo couldn't help but hug her waist tightly, and couldn't help but put his palm on her waist and rub it slowly.

After being drunk, the already sensitive person let out a low moan.

Su Qingluo's lips left hers, slowly moved behind her ear, and gently bit her earlobe.

Yun Zhou trembled uncontrollably: "Hmm~"

She held Su Qingluo's arm tightly, feeling her hot lips moving on her delicate skin.

Yun Zhou still couldn't help trembling, and a pleasant sound unconsciously came out from his lips and teeth.

Even after so many years, Yun Zhou still feels that he cannot resist Su Qingluo's teasing.

Wherever the fingertips passed, clusters of flames seemed to ignite.

Su Qingluo really likes to leave her own marks on that fair skin, and this hobby has not changed at all over the years.

The nimble fingertips were trying hard to find a place to stay, and after finally finding it, they kept going back and forth to test whether it was the scabbard that belonged to them.

Yunzhou couldn't help but raise his waist slightly to cooperate with her.

The candlelight in the Zhangtai Palace was still flickering, and the lights in Wen Zhimiao's bedroom were still on.

Wen Zhimiao was chatting with Wen Jiuzhao.

She also told Wen Jiuzhao somewhat embarrassedly that she and Shi Wanyue were already together.

Wen Jiuzhao felt mixed emotions when she heard this, even though she already knew it was only a matter of time before the two of them expressed their feelings to each other.

But it's still hard to avoid feeling a little sad.

The good sister found a boyfriend after going out. The boyfriend is another sister whom she watched grow up and whom she admires very much.

Wen Jiuzhao didn’t know what he was, but he felt a little jealous anyway.

The soft and sticky little girl back then has now grown into an adult who can stand on his own feet, not only in dealing with things but also in relationships.

After Wen Zhimiao finished speaking, he took out many small gifts that he had brought back specially for Wen Jiuzhao.

The gifts filled the entire table. Whenever she saw something interesting or fun, she wanted to bring some back for Yun Zhou and Wen Jiuzhao.

As for not giving it to Su Qingluo, it was mainly because Wen Zhimiao felt that Su Qingluo's preferences were too high-end and difficult to come by, so generally, if she came across something that she thought was suitable to give to Su Qingluo, she would bring it back.

"Zhou Zhou drank too much, so mother and Zhou Zhou definitely don't have time to pay attention to us tonight. They must be secretly spending time alone together. I won't give them the gifts first, but give them to my sister first."

"Okay~ Thank you Miaomiao." Wen Jiuzhao was happy knowing that he had a gift for himself.

"Open them quickly." Wen Zhimiao urged Wen Jiuzhao to open the gifts.

There were a lot of things, and Wen Zhimiao brought back everything he thought was interesting.

There are some paper-cuts, or local wood carvings, clay figurines and so on.

The two of them stayed up late into the night and spent half the night opening presents.

After she had unpacked them all, Wen Zhimiao insisted that she pick out a few that she particularly liked.

Wen Jiuzhao had no choice but to follow her lead and pick out the ones he particularly liked.

Wen Zhimiao looked at the gifts and couldn't help but whispered, "Damn it, I didn't win."

"Hmm?" Wen Jiuzhao looked at Wen Zhimiao with some confusion, as if he didn't understand what she was talking about.

"Some of these gifts were bought by A-Yao. She wanted to make a bet with me to see whose gift A-Sister liked better."

Wen Jiuzhao:......

"So? Did she buy those?" Wen Jiuzhao asked curiously.

Wen Zhimiao picked out a few of the gifts.

Wen Jiuzhao looked at the ones that Wen Zhimiao took out and fell silent.

She didn't really choose these gifts to please Wen Zhimiao, but she really liked them.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter. Although I didn't win, I didn't lose either."

Wen Jiuzhao poked her forehead and said, "Okay, what's the point of comparing this?"

"If we want to compare, she's competing with me for favor every day, and yet we can't even compare." Wen Zhimiao snorted.

Wen Jiuzhao suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Sister, can't you really see it?" Wen Zhimiao asked curiously.

"It's just the palpitations of youth. She won't like him anymore after she meets more people." Wen Jiuzhao replied to Wen Zhimiao indifferently.

"Sister, don't you like A Yao like this?" Wen Zhimiao asked softly.

"Yeah." Wen Jiuzhao did not hide it from her, and even said kindly: "Why don't you persuade her more."

"This is such a sad story." Wen Zhimiao muttered softly.

Her CP ended before it even began.

However, Wen Zhimiao would definitely not force Wen Jiuzhao. She had originally been wishful thinking that the two of them were a good match.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to give her a beating." Wen Zhimiao said dimly.

Wen Jiuzhao ruffled her hair: "Sorry for the trouble."

"What's the trouble?"

She was just worried that He Yuanyao wouldn't like to hear it.