Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 355 Throw her out to me (1)

   A girl in a red and white plaid skirt jumped in.

  Rarely, I didn't paint that ghostly smoky makeup today, but only put glittering sequins on the corners of my eyes.

   Just looking at it from a distance, it looks like you have four eyes

   The bird's nest was still held up, and with the little girl's movements, the shaking person was dizzy.

  Mu Jingchi instantly forgot the restless throbbing before, and now there is only horror that fills his eyes.

   He couldn't understand why, it's just such a thing. How can he be the sister of his peerless sister

   And now, Nan Wan'er happily ran to Mu Qingcheng's side, grabbed her wrist, and said coquettishly,

   "Sister, do you miss me?"

   This is a little girl who just turned 18 years old, and she has been entangled with Qingcheng since she was a child.

   But later, due to many unexpected circumstances, the two sisters parted ways.

   At this moment, the two were reunited again, and Nan Wan'er kissed her terribly.

  Mu Qingcheng pulled out the chair beside him and said with a smile,

   "Call someone first, forget the rules?"

   "Grandpa is good. Third brother is good."

   The little girl was open-minded, and when she saw Mu Jingchi, she didn't show the slightest anger she had before, instead she smiled brightly.

   On the other hand, looking at Third Master Mu, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

   But this is also understandable. After all, he is also the foreign director of the Mu family, a man who stands above the ground.

   Seeing the "culprit" who beat him up and couldn't get up was in front of him, no one could laugh.

   One can understand all of these, especially the old man Mu, who resisted the smile in his eyes and looked at Mu Jingchi, who had always been mad, was deflated but couldn't speak, and he was in a good mood.

   opened his mouth and said kindly,

   "Old Ji, add a pair of tableware to this little girl."

   While speaking, Mr. Mu looked at Nan Wan'er again, although the child's dress was still terrifying, but anyway, it was a habit.

   said with a smile,

   "Girl, can you drink?"

"Can."

  Nan Wan'er nodded like pounding garlic, which made Mr. Mu laugh out loud, and then waved his hand, so that someone set her a wine cup.

   The two of them drank the aged wine sent by Si Qingchen. It was sauce-flavored and had a high degree of concentration.

   Mu Qingcheng originally wanted to stop him, but before he raised his hand, he saw the grandparents, who were nearly sixty years apart, smiling brightly, then raised the wine glass and touched it boldly.

"This"

  The cold sweat on Mu Qingcheng's back flowed down at that time.

   She glanced at the gleam in Nan Wan'er's eyes, and her heart trembled.

   Sure enough, after three glasses of wine, before the old man Mu had done anything, Nan Waner knocked her head on the table with a bang.

  Mu Jingchi was sitting next to him drinking soup, but before he could hold the spoon firmly, he was shaken.

   Then there was a clatter—the soup bowl tipped over and spilled his pants.

"you really"

  The already irritable man has been holding back his anger. At this moment, his clothes were suddenly soiled, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He stood up and pointed at the girl who was lying on the table, gritted his teeth.

   "Third brother, I'm sorry, Wan'er can't drink enough."

   "If you can't do it, don't drink it, you can do whatever you want."

   "No, you don't,"

   "Qingcheng, this has nothing to do with you,"

  Mu Jingchi pushed Mu Qingcheng away, walked to Nan Wan'er's side, pushed her shoulder hard, and cursed loudly,

   "How old are you to drink like this. It's fine if you know how to drink. It's just three cups and it's poured, what's it like. Get up and go back to me."

   "Third brother, please don't,"

   "Qingcheng, leave it alone."

   Mu Jingchi unbuttoned two shirts and pushed Nan Wan'er's shoulder.

  However, the other party has not responded.

   I guess I'm really in a hurry at this moment, so I waved and ordered,

   "Come on two people and throw her out to me."

   "Third brother, please don't, Wan'er she"

  But Mu Qingcheng didn't finish her sentence, she saw Nan Wan'er move suddenly, then raised her hand and grabbed Mu Jingchi's finger that had been poking her shoulder.

  Mu Jingchi, "."

   (end of this chapter)