Chapter 1128 Sister-in-Law Drank Too Much Late at Night 4

Hearing this, Zhang Jingyu asked tentatively, "Then how sensible are you?"

Gu Nianjia said: "Anyway, I won't be desperate for love."

Zhang Jingyu tried to set her thinking again, "What do you have that makes you ignore it?"

Sometimes he knows her very well, but there are some aspects of her that he can't see clearly.

Is her innocence innate, or is it an afterthought?

Sometimes I don't want to understand too much, pretending to forget how smart I am.

Gu Nianjia said with a smile: "I have money, my grandfather left me several hundred million."

The voice was a bit long, making it sound like he was laughing at himself.

After speaking, she drank the wine in the glass again.

After drinking several glasses of wine in a row, she drank so much that the alcohol was so strong that she was dizzy and forgot that she had a relationship with Zhang Jingyu's teacher and student. She regarded him as a buddy and put her hand on Zhang Jingyu's shoulder superior.

Leaning close to him, he whispered, "Teacher, don't be sad, I will support you in the future."

As she spoke, her hand went around Zhang Jingyu's back, wrapped her arms around his waist, and tugged heroically.

Holding the wine glass with the other hand, he raised his eyebrows hintingly at Zhang Jingyu.

Zhang Jingyu narrowed his eyes slyly, "Really?"

He also breathed out his wine glass and raised it half high.

Gu Nianjia leaned over to touch him, raised her head and took another sip, then put down her cup and patted her chest, saying: "I, Gu Nianjia, always speak out with words, never counting."

After speaking, he dragged Zhang Jingyu to drink again, "Teacher, come and continue drinking."

Cup after cup, Gu Nianjia's body couldn't last longer, and her head tilted into Zhang Jingyu's arms.

The hand holding the wine glass waved in the air, and said drunken words, "Teacher, do you know?"

Zhang Jingyu looked down at Gu Nianjia, she closed and opened her eyes, the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were also red.

He raised his hand distressedly, hugged her, and responded to her with a nasal voice, "Huh?"

"I always feel that I don't look like my mother's own."

Gu Nianjia pouted sadly.

Losing consciousness already, he let go of the wine glass and dropped it, but fortunately Zhang Jingyu caught it quickly with his sharp eyes and hands.

Gu Nianjia put his hand on Zhang Jingyu's chest, and lay on top of him.

With a limp body, her face was warmly pressed against him, separated only by a thin layer of clothing.

Zhang Jingyu's Adam's apple tightened, and he couldn't help but increase the strength of his arms, hugging the little man in his arms tightly.

Seeing her seeming to be asleep, I couldn't help murmuring her name, "Jia Jia."

Deep male voice, magnetic and nice.

Song Changlin's face appeared in Gu Nianjia's mind, that big boy and man who always appeared in front of her to warm her up when she was sad.

Her heart softened even more, and she wrapped her arms around Zhang Jingyu's waist suddenly, and said indistinctly, "Little uncle, do you think I wasn't born by my mother? I couldn't be picked up." Or, as they said, it was delivered with airtime charges?"

The man's body froze.

He looked at the girl's completely closed eyes, opened his mouth and called back his address to her, "Baby, you drank too much."

His voice was gentle and gentle, just like the young man and uncle in Gu Nianjia's memory.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a warm smile, and she hugged the man tightly to act coquettishly, "Little uncle, you are the best to me in this world, and I like little uncle the most."

"They all bully me, they are all big villains, as long as you don't bully me, you will love me."