The water from the faucet was buzzing, and Xiaochun was lying in the sink, spitting out sore sour water from her stomach.

Drink too much, really drink too much.

She straightened up dizzyly and shook her head, feeling like she was hit by a shot put in her temple, and she was so painful that she was dizzy.

Even if I get angry in the future, I can't drink so much wine.

She turned around barely and walked out staggeringly.

In a dizzy state, he bumped into a man in the aisle.

"Ah, I'm sorry." She hurriedly apologized.

The man was covered in alcohol, squinted his eyes and glanced at her for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Miss, you are so pretty."

Xiaochun was stunned. She grew up so old that she only heard someone saying she was fierce, but no one praised her for being beautiful.

"Really?" she asked with uncertainty on her face.

The man was amused by her innocent appearance and nodded, and was serious.

"Of course it's true."

Xiaochun was full of heart: "You really have vision!"

"Would you like to have a drink with me?" The man took the initiative to send an invitation.

Xiaochun didn't look like a bad person, and he praised him for no reason, immediately forgot Mu Nanting and ran away happily with the man.

In front of the female bathroom, Mu Nanting turned his wheelchair and awkwardly avoided the female guests' eyes.

He had already called the waiter to go in and check it out, just waiting for the waiter to get the damn woman out.

When you get home, you must teach her a lesson! How can a woman be so ignorant?

After waiting for a long time, the waiter hurried out with apologetic expression on his face.

"Sorry, sir, the lady you mentioned is not in there."

Mu Nanting felt a slump and became anxious for no reason.

"Come on, the five leaders! Six Six Six!" A silver bell-like laughter came, and several men and women gathered together to drink with a stick-scissors, which was very lively.

Xiaochun smiled so hard that her eyebrows were curved, and she was happy to drink, not caring about the hand that gradually put on her shoulders by the man around her.

The man stared at her V-neck dress with burning eyes, and his hand holding her shoulder couldn't help but slide down.

"Wait a minute!" Xiaochun suddenly raised his hand and stopped everyone's game.

She took a deep breath, shook her head, and regained her silence.

"I seem to have forgotten one of my friends. You guys play, I'm going back."

"Xiaochun, don't leave," the man reluctantly grabbed her, "Isn't it better to call your friend over and play with him?"

Xiaochun chuckled: "This...is not very convenient..."

Let Mu Nanting drink and rock-scissors with them, such as the rich and bona fide people? Forget it, she doesn't want it.

"What's inconvenient?" A cold voice came, as if a basin of cold water was poured on his head, completely waking Xiaochun up.

"Mu...Mu Nanting...How did you find this place?" She stood up in a hurry, like a child who did something wrong.

Everyone followed their eyes and saw that it was a man sitting in a wheelchair, and his expression suddenly became a little despicable.

"Xiaochun, is this what you are talking about?" The man held Xiaochun with a smile, "It's quite special."

Xiaochun's heart trembled and he looked at Mu Nanting quickly, fearing that he would be injured when he heard this, so he struggled to squeeze out and take him away.

"Sit down," Mu Nanting said calmly, "Since your friends want you to play for a while, I will accompany you."

He sat slowly among the crowd, staring at the man with dark eyes quietly: "What are you playing?"

The man was stared at by his expressionless appearance. He straightened his chest, laughed a few times, took out a large wine glass, mixed it with white wine, red wine and beer, and the three kinds of wine mixed together. Before he could drink it, it was already dizzy.

"Whoever finishes drinking this glass of wine first wins. Do you dare to play?"

"Mu Nanting! Don't listen to their nonsense! Let's go! Don't drink anymore!" Xiaochun became anxious and stood up to regret it.

However, Mu Nanting had no intention of leaving. He still sat steadily on the chair with clear eyes.

"Since you are your friend, you always have to give face. You have come here, how can you not drink it?"

The slender hand had already held the cup, and he smiled slightly: "Let's start."

Many years later, Xiaochun still remembered Mu Nanting that night.

Under the mottled and blurred light, his head raised to drink, and his ever-rimming Adam's apple were really beautiful.

Then, amid the cheers and exclamations of the group, she followed Mu Nanting and walked out of the bar.

"Will you drink randomly with other men in the future?" He glanced at her sideways and asked lightly.

Xiaochun shook his head honestly. Just as he was about to speak, he couldn't help but bent down and vomited.

Alas, I know that he doesn't drink enough, but he still wants to be a hero.

"Mu Nanting, you are really... dead..." Xiaochun staggered and helped Mu Nanting to the bed, exhausted.

He lay in a deep state on the bed, turned over, turned his head, and put his arm on her.

Xiaochun felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and couldn't help but put his hands aside.

After a while, he turned over and lay with her face to face.

She stared at his pretty facial features in a daze, slowly following his even breathing sound, and went to a deep sleep together.

In her sleep, everything returned to the moment when she first met Mu Nanting.

"Xiaochun! Come out quickly to save people! I picked up someone at the foot of the mountain and came back!" Dachun carried someone and rushed into the clinic panting.

Xiaochun knows Dachun's temperament, honest and likes to meddle in other people's business, and likes to cause trouble for her all day long.

"Brother, do you know that our clinic has lost about 3,000 yuan in additional medical expenses this month because of you? I tell you that you can save someone and ask him to pay first!" She took off her mask in anger and glared at Dachun.

Dachun was anxious: "He is in a coma now, where can I get the money for us? Sister, you can do it. Save the person first. Can we discuss the money later?"

"You are so kind! If this continues, will we still have to have a meal?" Xiaochun pushed Dachun away and leaned over and turned the person over.

For the first time she knew that a man could be so pretty but not at all mom.

His skin was fair, and although his eyebrows were tightly closed, he still did not hide his beautiful appearance.

Xiaochun grew up in Jincheng all his life and the most beautiful man he had ever seen was Sun Erge, the next door family who came to the clinic to treat and get injections. But Sun Erge had already gotten married and had two children, which was not like the young man in a white shirt in front of him.

"Dachun! I've decided!" She looked at Mu Nanting firmly and said solemnly, "I've saved this person! Medical expenses, when he marrys me in the future, I'll give it back to me as a bride price!"

Dachun was a little stunned: "What? You said you want to marry him? No! I won't agree! What if he is a wanted fugitive?"

Xiaochun smiled and said, "Just look good!"

That's right, she is so superficial and good-looking, not to mention that this man is still a patient with disabled legs. His sick appearance made her maternal love overflow. She wished she could use her whole life to protect him and smooth out the alertness and indifference between his eyebrows.

But, how easy is it to be alone?

Xiaochun knew that he came from a large provincial capital and looked down on girls in small county towns like her, so she learned to put on makeup and dress herself up beautifully.

When Dachun laughed at her face as if it was like a monkey's butt, he was still talking to her.

At that time, she happily asked him: "Do I look good?"

He always coughed a few times, turned his face silently, and remained silent.

She knew that he looked down on her, but didn’t the book say that it was because of Jincheng that metal and stone were opened. As long as the skill was deep, an iron pestle could be ground into a needle.

In order to melt the ice from Mu Nanting, Xiaochun's passion was sprinkled on him.

How can he know his goodness?

As soon as he felt warm, someone covered himself with a quilt. Xiaochun woke up and woke up from his sleep.

Mu Nanting leaned over to look at her, with gentleness and care on her face that she could not see on her usual occasions.

She blinked, and in just a moment, the tenderness disappeared.

Is it an illusion?

He could not have a good impression of her.

She was very frustrated.

"It's still early, you can sleep for a while." Maybe because he had been sleeping for a while, his voice was a little dull and the smell of wine on his body had not yet dissipated.

It is said that drinking makes cowards brave, but Xiaochun is the coward. She suddenly stood up desperately and relied on her strength to knock Mu Nanting, who was unable to move, onto the bed.

"Xiaochun!" Mu Nanting shouted her name in a hurry.

She half-squinted her eyes, pretending to be drunk, and touched his chest with her hands to unbutton him.

Anyway, I don’t admit what I did after getting drunk. Since I can’t conquer him no matter what, I just sleep and accept him!

"What are you doing?" Mu Nanting struggled hard, but unfortunately Xiaochun was ruthless, even more manly than a man.
To be continued...