Chapter 30. Get me a bottle of wine

As she went into the Living Room, she saw Joan of England, Queen of Sicily sitting on the couch, blushing and wondering what she was thinking.

"Joan of England, Queen of Sicily, I thought you said you were going to bed. Why are you sitting here? " She asked, walking over to her.

"I was just getting thirsty, so I went down to get a glass of water, " Joan of England, Queen of Sicily said quickly, catching himself again.

She just wanted to turn around in the living room to see if she could meet Xiao Jingshen again. As a result, she remembered the appearance of the other side in her mind and was crazy about it.

"Is that so? " Joy was incredulous.

Seeing the disbelief in her eyes, Joan of England, Queen of Sicily got up from the couch and said, "I'm going back to my room now, and you go to bed early, " before turning around and leaving the room in case joy was asking what was going on.

Joy looked at the table filled with Water Cup, slightly confused, not to drink water, how do not even take away the cup?

Joan of England, Queen of Sicily's heart secretly down the abnormal, slowly walk to his room, saw the coming of the deep background, her face slightly changed to speed up the pace of departure.

Xiao Jingshen in with her pass, stop the pace, looking at joy hurried back of the figure, eyes flash.

The family was more interesting than he'd imagined, seemingly calm and at peace, but behind closed doors the sisters were hostile to Thyolo.

It seems that the most simple Miss Joe home is Thyolo, think of Thyolo, Xiao Jingshen eyes suddenly some complex, let a person see what is hidden inside.

Looking at the corner of his mother's eye a little tired, Thyolo said sweetly: "Mom, so late I go back to bed. "

Joe Mother also looked at the clock above the time, only to find that he actually talked for so long, also not stop Joe Mother left.

Coming out of his mother's room, Thyolo was in a good mood, especially since her mother's concern had given her a sense of urgency.

It would be nice to come home for a while. Thyolo couldn't help but wonder.

"ding-dong. "

When a message arrived on his cell phone, Thyolo turned it on, and his face froze.

"thank you for being so kind to me tonight in front of my parents. Now that our marriage has been decided, I hope you can keep it up and play the part well.

And I hope you can give up this relationship, I like only Su Han, I hope you can help me."

Looking at the text, Thyolo's fingertips are cold, Mu Qi Hao this is to persuade himself to give up him, with other men?

That's ridiculous. That's ridiculous.

Thyolo covered some sour eyes, if said heart also confident Qi Hao is like her, the other side is only temporarily confused by Su Han, then this news is completely to her death sentence.

Because Mo Qi-ho doesn't even like her.

She drifted back into her bedroom and stared at a crystal swan on the dresser.

It was given to her by Mu Qihao on her 18th birthday.

Before her birthday, she just casually said a word to this gift, did not expect to be bought to her, but in the birthday that day, Muqi Hao brought this gift to her in front.

From that moment on, Thyolo couldn't help but Flipped, because he remembered her words and put her on his heart.

After seeing Moqi Hao's message, Thyolo suddenly felt as if her heart had been cut open because she was no longer in love with him.

"bring me some wine to my bedroom, " Thyolo said dryly, dialing his phone.

She desperately needs to numb herself with alcohol so her heart doesn't hurt.

Upon hearing Thyolo's request, he frowned and consciously tried to refuse the request. Unexpectedly, he heard the voice of the telephone hanging up.

Anyway, it's Joe's house. It doesn't matter if she's drunk.

He took a bottle of red wine from the cellar and sent it to Thyolo's room.

"knock, knock. "

After three polite taps on the door, he pushed it open, watched Thyolo sit on the bed, put the wine on the table, and said quietly, "I've got the wine. "

Seeing no response from Thyolo, she turned straight away from her bedroom.

Looking at the wine, Thyolo uncorked it, as if in despair, and poured it down his throat until his throat ached and his coughing eyes watered.

She wiped her eyes carelessly and continued to gulp down the wine, as if she could forget the sad and uncomfortable things as long as she passed out.

When he returned to his room, he remembered that Thyolo had been too quiet. The bottle of red wine he had picked up from the cellar had a high alcohol content. It would be bad if he drank too much and became mad.

He gave a perfect reason for his worry and turned to Thyolo's bedroom to see her.

In a daze, Thyolo could feel someone opening the door and grabbed him.

As he looked at Thyolo, he frowned. "How much wine did you just drink? " He asked

"You are Xiao Jingshen? " Thyolo recognized each other, pushed the red wine to each other's face, "you drink with me. "

"You are drunk, " he said in a deep, expressionless voice to Thyolo.

"I'M NOT DRUNK, I'M SOBER! " Thyolo pushed the bottle off the table, and Menglan raised his head and said loudly to Xiao Jingshen, his eyes slightly red.

If she wasn't drunk, why did she still feel pain in her heart.

When he saw Thyolo for the first time, he looked shocked.

"You accompany not to accompany me to drink, do not accompany of words you leave. " Thyolo looks at Xiao Jing deep cold say.

"Yes, I'll drink with you. "

He took the glass from Thyolo's hand and took a sip from it. Then he said to Thyolo, "that's all right. Go to sleep. "

"Why do you want to drink my wine? I just drank this bottle of wine, " Thyolo said with a look of disgust on his face as he looked at the wine he had drunk

Xiao Jingshen:"..."

Little did he know that he would be spurned, and as he was about to stand up and take another bottle of wine, Thyolo collapsed directly behind him, his eyes racing to the back of Thyolo's head.

Thyolo inhales evenly and goes to sleep, rubbing his uncomfortably deep, wide palms together.

Feeling the softness of his hand, he felt a strange sensation in his heart that had not occurred in the twenty preceding years, but which he did not dislike.

He carried Thyolo, who was completely drunk, to bed, where Thyolo obediently rolled over, pulled the covers over himself, and fell into a deep sleep.