Chapter 984: I love you very much

She was standing by the door, looking at the wall against the wall through the slightly open gap, with a look of pain and nostalgia for the warmth of her dead wife.
She couldn't help pursing her lips and mocking.
Heh... After all these years, she is no better than a dead person.
...
Lan Xiao went home with Wen Muchu for dinner, his mood has been depressed.
The whole person is depressed, often lying on the sofa, motionless.
Lan Xiao finished studying her homework, and seeing such Wen Muchu, a trace of distress flashed across her eyes.
She glanced at some red wine on the wine cabinet, and then her eyes lit up slightly.
Immediately, she took a bottle of red wine, two goblets, squinted and smiled, and squeezed to Wen Muchu's side.
"Come... let's drink at the bar... Chu Chu, I don't know what's going on. I want to drink especially today... Let's not get drunk or end tonight, okay?"
Wen Muchu suddenly returned to his senses and glanced at Lan Xiao in surprise.
His eyes swept across the red wine she was holding.
Then, he raised his hand and touched Lan Xiao's head.
"Good...you are not good at drinking, don't toss. What if you are drunk and feel uncomfortable?"
Lan Xiao blinked, then pouted.
"No, I just want to drink, and if you take care of me, I am not afraid even if I am drunk."
Wen Muchu shook his head, still disapproving.
Lan Xiao refused to give up, swayed his arm, and spoiled for a while.
Unexpectedly, Wen Muchu is simply a person who can't get in.
Lan Xiao was almost mad.
Holding the red wine, she stood up suddenly, gritted her teeth and stared at Wen Muchu.
"Ok...you don't drink with me, I drink it myself...huh...I'm drunk, don't worry about it..."
Lan Xiao said, turned around and left.
She opened the door to the small yard and sat on the swing.
The sky at this time was already pitch black.
In the dark night sky, there are a few stars twinkling.
Lan Xiao looked up at the sky, opened the red wine, and poured half a glass.
Then she raised her head and took a few sips.
She was choked badly due to drinking too hard, coughing heartbreakingly.
Wen Muchu didn't know when he came over, squatting behind Lan Xiao, gently patted her back with a gentle palm, and combed her breath.
Lan Xiao choked with tears, and immediately leaned on Wen Muchu's shoulder somewhat uncomfortably.
Wen Muchu sat beside Lan Xiao and took her in his arms.
At this moment, neither of them spoke.
But without any language, they both knew each other what they were thinking.
Lan Xiao pursed her lips, sobbing in a low voice.
Wen Muchu frowned, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, slender fingers, and wiped away the tears from her cheeks little by little.
"Okay, why are you crying?"
"I didn't cry, I was choked..." Lan Xiao defended weakly.
Wen Muchu grinned helplessly, there was nothing to do with Lan Xiao.
"Ok... we didn't cry, we were just choked."
Lan Xiao's little head rubbed a few times in his arms.
Then, she raised her head, concentrating on Wen Muchu, and said in a very hoarse voice: "Chu Chu, I feel sorry for you...it feels so painful, my heart is hurting fiercely."
Wen Muchu couldn't laugh or cry, touching her forehead with her forehead, and asked in a low voice, "What do you care about me? I am very happy now..."
Lan Xiao shook his head and sniffed.
"I'm not saying that now, I feel sorry for you when you were young. You are obviously the son of the president, but you have been living among the people. You have suffered so much at a young age. How did you survive when you were so young? Huh? Compared with you, I think I don’t know how happy it is... Although, my mother died because of Xingbo, but I still have dad’s favor by my side. And you, at that time, so small You should be so scared and desperate."
A trace of movement flashed across Wen Muchu's eyes, he pursed his lips, and hugged Lan Xiao tighter.
"It's okay, everything is over. Don't you want to drink? I will drink with you..."
Wen Muchu filled his glass with red wine and only poured a little bit into Lan Xiao's glass.
Lan Xiao didn't like drinking either, she just yelled for it just to let Wen Muchu find an outlet to vent her mood.
She lifted the cup and took a sip.
Wen Muchu raised his head and drank it.
Lan Xiao didn't persuade him, but stayed beside him, quietly watching him drinking.
After drinking a glass or two of red wine, Wen Muchu's face gradually turned red.
After a bottle of red wine was eaten, his eyes gradually blurred.
He picked up the empty glass and wanted to pour more wine, but Lan Xiao stopped immediately.
"Chu Chu, it's okay, don't drink it, let me talk to you in conversation, right?"
Wen Muchu was stunned for a while, he raised his hand and held Lan Xiao's cheek.
Then, his thin lips fell on hers.
Lan Xiao only felt that at this moment, the drunken nose was coming--
For the first time, she felt that the smell of alcohol can be so confusing.
Her cheeks flushed suddenly.
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and laughed in a low voice: "Shy little girl, why are you blushing?"
Lan Xiao shook his head and buried his cheeks in his arms: "I'm not shy, you are dazzled..."
"Yes... I'm dazzled... I was wrong." Wen Muchu gently echoed.
Lan Xiao has a heart, slightly rippling.
Even though he was drunk, Wen Muchu was still so gentle and unbelievable.
She stretched out her hand and hugged Wen Muchu's waist tightly.
The two were sitting on the swings, looking up at the dark night, smelling the smell of wine that permeated their bodies
Wen Muchu's palm rubbed against her small face, the more he touched it, the more he loved it.
He hugged her tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Xiao Xiao, no one can separate the two of us... Whoever dares to separate us, I will kill someone... You know? No one is more important than you..."
Lan Xiao had to, at this moment, Wen Muchu was indeed a little drunk.
When he was sober, he wouldn't say these harsh and murderous words.
"Um... we won't be separated." Lan Xiao echoed in a low voice.
Wen Muchu pursed his lips and smiled. He put his arm around Lan Xiao's arm and tightened his strength.
"Do you know? I love you very much... Do you know, where did we meet for the first time? People say, for a thousand years, I didn't believe in that feeling before, and I always felt that they were nonsense. But since I met you and the first time I saw you, I have understood the meaning of ten thousand years."
Lan Xiao's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked tentatively.
"Hey... the first time we met, wasn't it during the credit class?"
Wen Muchu smiled mysteriously, his eyes flickered and Lan Xiao was shining brightly.
"Not at school..."
Lan Xiao looked at Wen Muchu with a dazed expression.
"Ah...Where is that? Why don't I have any impression?"