"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, he fell asleep."

An Moran had a gentle smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were a little helpless.

Gong Shaoming was only afraid that he would get drunk and crazy......

Most of them still muttered that dyeing don't go.

Gu Qianqian was the first to get up from the sofa, walked up to An Moran in a few steps, and gave a bear hug, "It's okay, it doesn't matter how long you wait......

"Yes, of course you don't matter, when you have dyeing, even Mr. Qi can't see it, Mrs. Qi."

An eerie voice came from his spine.

Gu Qianqian, who was holding An Mo Ran happily, suddenly shuddered, let go of his hand quickly, and turned his head to look at Qi Mingye with a smile, "What nonsense, how could I forget you, didn't I see Dye Dye too excited, a moment of gaffe, a moment of gaffe......"

took An Moran's hand and quickly brought the person to the sofa to prevent her from standing longer.

"Thank you, he's okay now, just get some sleep."

An Moran sat beside Gu Qianqian, and as soon as he raised his head, he met Ou Jersey's deep eyes, glimpsing the concern in his eyes, not avoiding or dodging, and bowing politely.

Ozexi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Since he's fine, let's talk about your affairs......"

"Smack-"

Before Ou Jersey could speak, a clear voice came, and everyone was in a group, when they heard the butler's exclamation, "Second Young Master, why are you awake?" ”

There is only one person in the palace family who can make the housekeeper call him the second young master, and that is Gong Shaoming!

An Mo Ran's eyes changed, and he immediately stood up nervously from the sofa, and was pressed down by Gu Qianqian again, "Dye Ran, you can't be so used to him, just take care of the big one, just forget that there is a small one in your stomach, what should I do if I am tired?" ”

"Shallow, Shaoming, he's drunk......"

"There are so many servants in the Gong family, it doesn't have to be a pregnant woman for you to take care of him." Ou Jersey also united the front with Gu Qianqian, intent on rectifying Gong Shaoming.

Qi Mingye raised his eyebrows, looked at the glow in the eyes of the two, a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, reached out and picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and hid the sly light in his eyes.

My wife wants to play, what else can he do besides watching the play?

looked around, and finally fell on Gong Shaoming, who staggered out of the door, and his pupils shrank.

"Dyeing ......"

Gong Shaoming, who was not very conscious, followed An Moran's breath and walked to the living room, his hazy eyes continued to ignore the people around him, and he only walked steadily towards An Moran.

His wine-stained shirt and pants had been changed, and he was dressed in a white casual sportswear, squinting at An Moran on the sofa, and staggered to her side.

Reaching out to hug her, Gu Qianqian, who was stopped in front, held one hand against his chest, and the other hand pulled An Moran behind him.

"Gong Shaoming, you pretend to be dead and pretend to be a little bit, you think it's a movie, you can add a role to yourself like this, it's a pity not to be an actor!"

"Fuck off! Dyeing ......"

Pushing away Gu Qianqian's hand, Gong Shaoming wanted to step forward, but Gu Qianqian's hand stopped in front of him again, and he looked up and glared at him, "How do you get out, if you have the ability, you show me once, and I will believe that you are really drunk!" ”

"Shallow, Shaoming ......"