Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"Okay." Yan Rusheng looked at the grandson and grandson, and made a sly smile in his eyes. He strode to the old man's side and helped him to open the chair. One chip. "

He looked at him again. "Today is Christmas. Let me have a drink with Grandpa. I won't drink more."

Xuxu was very determined, "No, I can't drink a glass."

After speaking, she gave Yan Rusheng a warning look.

He hasn't passed the penalty yet, and he dares to make it.

The look in Yan Rusheng's eyes was like saying, "You don't want to eat meat anymore?"

However, Yan Rusheng felt that it was the kingly way to coax Grandpa at this time. After thinking about it in his heart, he smiled and said, "If I drink too much, I won't go back tonight."

Grandpa immediately nodded in agreement, "That is, you two go to your apartment together."

Looking at his elderly man with contempt, didn't he really not get used to this guy? For the sake of wine, even the principles are gone.

"I can only drink a little." Xu Xu finally let out and lowered the bottle.

She knew that, in fact, Grandpa didn't drink so much. If he was really so bad, as long as she didn't come, he could drink every day. Qi Lei could still control him?

But she was back, and he was happy.

Yan Rusheng unscrewed the lid of the bottle, first helped the grandfather to pour the wine, and looked at him vividly. Two or three of the wine glasses were almost half poured, and she began to stop.

But drinking things like that is hard to stop once it starts.

In particular, thinking about trying to prove in front of the old man that his alcohol is better than Jiang Zhuoheng, it is inevitable to be greedy.

After a meal, the old man's wine cabinet bottomed out, and Master Yan fell.

...

Yan Rusheng didn't know how long he had slept. He slowly opened his eyes. The light in the room was dim.

My head hurts!

He reached out and rubbed his forehead gently, rubbing his temples.

What is the taste? Yan Rusheng sucked his nose, as if there was a smell of Chinese herbal medicine, the more he smelled, where was he?

Consciousness suddenly recovered, he held his hands on the floor, and sat up suddenly, a pair of beautiful peach eyes looked at this strange room incredibly.

Through the gaps in the curtains, he saw that the sky outside was not very bright, blue and blue.

Yan Rusheng was remembering what happened last night, and an old man's voice suddenly heard in his ear, "Yan San, I didn't expect a young man to get up earlier than me."

Immediately afterwards, a figure suddenly stood beside him, "Young people just want to get up early and not be lazy."

Master Yan, who has always been a little petty, petrified!

Is he still in Grandpa's TCM clinic? And he spent the night with the old man in the same bed last night?

No wonder there is a smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

"Yan San, get up and go down with me to exercise."

Yan Rusheng refused to accept the fact that he and his grandfather slept overnight last night. The grandfather was well trained to get out of bed.

It took a while for Yanru to make a voice, "Oh, okay."

He got out of bed and put on the dirty clothes he wore yesterday. Although not dirty, the clothes that he has not changed for a day are all dirty.

He glanced at the bed where he had slept last night. The dark gray sheets were covered, and he slept in a messy position.

Then he glanced around the room again. The small room, although the furniture was old, was well organized, and the room was clean.