The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman - Chapter 300

“So you don’t like snacks!”

Qiao Yun’s face was happy, but he didn’t know if it was because Nan Jun said that he didn’t like Lin Yu’er’s dim sum. He also said that he was happy because Nan Jun said that he could take away these exquisite dim sum.

“Um.”

Nan Jun raised his hand and brushed the crumbs from Qiao Yun’s mouth very naturally, as if he had done it a thousand times.

Lin Yu’er couldn’t help turning pale when she saw Nan Jun’s actions, and Qiao Yun also froze on the spot, just staring at Nan Jun blankly, at a loss for what to do.

“Setting the meal…”

Nan Jun just pretended not to know, and gave instructions to the outside without changing his face and heartbeat.

The delicious food on the table was the same as what they ate on the boat that day, Lin Yu’er looked at these dishes and couldn’t help feeling suspicious.

When Nan Luo came over, Nan Jun and the others just picked up their chopsticks.

“Sister Seventh Emperor, please sit down.”

Seeing Nan Luo running blushing, Nan Jun couldn’t help but smile.

As expected, she guessed correctly, and her estimation of the time was quite accurate.

“Jiuhuangmei is really lively here today!”

“His Royal Highness…”

Lin Yu’er got up and saluted Nan Luo, her unattractive face turned ugly again.

Lin Yu’er has liked Nan Jun since she was a child, and it’s not that he can’t see Nan Luo’s feelings for him, but he really doesn’t have any affection for Nan Luo.

Lin Yu’er had to think a little more about why Nanjun acted like this today.

“Mr. Lin is polite.”

“Sister Qihuang and I had made an appointment to have a drink together today, and it happened that Yun’er and Mr. Lin also came. We are so lively, we won’t go home until we’re drunk.”

Nan Jun lied casually, and Lin Yu’er’s face looked better.

“Do you want to drink?”

Qiao Yun’s eyes were wide open. When he was in Lingguo, the empress did not allow the princes in the harem to drink alcohol. Every time he saw a banquet in the palace, he would get hungry.

I don’t know what the wine tastes like, is it good to drink?

“Aren’t you still a little drunk?”

Nan Jun put a piece of braised pork in Qiao Yun’s bowl, and said with a smile.

“I… I’m not.”

Qiao Yun’s face froze, afraid that he would be bored by her, so he quickly waved his hands.

He has never even touched alcohol, how can he be an alcoholic?

It’s just that seeing those officials and imperial sisters drinking non-stop, he panicked.

“The wine is spicy and not tasty, you should eat more meat!”

“Let me have a taste!”

Qiao Yun carefully grabbed Nan Jun’s sleeve and said coquettishly.

“Housekeeper, go and get the jar of plum fruit wine sent by the palace.”

The fruit wine was too sweet, and Nan Jun didn’t like it, so she kept it in the cellar. Now that Qiao Yun was arguing to drink it, she remembered it.

“Men, don’t drink this strong wine, the plum wine is sweet, you can try it.”

Nan Luo, who had always been at odds with Nan Jun, suddenly became Nan Jun’s drinking buddy. The two casually chatted about outside affairs, and actually drank two large jars of wine.

“Well…Old Ninth, I just realized now that you’re not that annoying…”

Nan Luo hiccupped, squinted at Nan Jun and said.

“Nanjun never wins people’s love, so why does Seventh Sister hate me?”

Nan Jun’s words were cryptic, but Nan Luo understood.

Through these two times of getting along, Nan Luo also saw that Nan Jun was really not interested in Lin Yu’er, but cared very much about the little prince who got married.

As long as she doesn’t rob Lin Yu’er from herself, then she, Nan Luo, will never fight against Nan Jun again, and they will always be sisters.

“Long time sees people’s hearts, time sees people’s hearts!”

Nan Luo sighed helplessly. After all these years, she was the one who misunderstood Nan Jun.

It’s just that no matter what Ren Nanjun thought, Qiao Yun and Lin Yu’er passed out after only two glasses of fruit wine.

Looking at the two people lying on the table, Nan Jun had no choice but to help Nan Luo again.

“Mr. Lin is drunk, and I have to trouble Seventh Sister to send him back to the Lin residence.”

Nan Luo immediately sobered up by seven minutes, looked at Nan Jun blankly, and saw that she didn’t seem to be joking, so he hugged her fist.

“Sister Chengquan of Nine Emperor Sisters has written it down. In the future, Nine Emperor Sisters will have something to do, and my sister will never shirk.”

Nan Luo and Lin Yuer’s personal servant helped Lin Yuer leave together, and Nan Jun looked at the little man beside him.

Xiao Qiu was arranged by Nan Jun to have dinner in the side hall, and there were only the two of them left here.

Raising her hand to cover the face she thought about day and night, Nan Jun’s brows and eyes were full of joy.

“Yun’er, how long has it been since I took a good look at you like this!”

It was still the face in memory, it was still alone, it went round and round, and it still came to her side.

“Well…Nanjun, it’s delicious, it’s delicious…”

Qiao Yun was awakened by the itching on his face, closed his eyes and waved his hand, but that hand fell into Nan Jun’s hand.

Nan Jun pulled Qiao Yun’s body, hugged him in his arms, and went straight to the backyard.

Drunken people have to sleep well, and when they wake up, they also wake up from the wine.

It’s just that Qiao Yun, who was drunk, was not honest at all. He struggled to get off the ground for a while, and kept calling Nan Jun’s name for a while. Nan Jun had no choice but to stay by his side every step of the way.

In front of Nan Jun, the water-stained red lips were slightly parted, luring Nan Jun to lean up quietly, sucking the honey-like softness, savoring it carefully.

The drunk little prince didn’t know that he was being taken advantage of by others, he opened his big watery eyes and looked at the person in front of him, smiling foolishly.

“Nanjun, you are so pretty!”

“Then do you like it?”

“I like it, I like it so much!”

“Then are you willing to marry me and be my only king?”

“Prince? Do you want to be Nanjun’s prince?”

“Yes, to be the king of Nanjun.”

“I want to be Nanjun’s king, and only Nanjun’s king…”

I don’t know if he will remember these words when he wakes up, anyway, he can answer like this at this moment, which made Nan Jun happy for a long time.

It is said that they tell the truth after drinking, no matter it is true or not, Nan Jun believed it for the time being.

“Nanjun, I want to drink water.”

Nan Jun hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water to Qiao Yun’s lips. Watching him gulp down, Nan Jun couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“You little thing, clamoring for a drink, I thought you had a lot of alcohol, but it’s really surprising that you became so drunk after a few glasses of fruit wine.”

“Nanjun, I want a hug.”

“what?”

Nan Jun thought he heard it wrong, but Qiao Yun hummed again.

“hug…”

Nan Jun put down the teacup helplessly, stepped forward and leaned closer to Qiao Yun’s open arms, and stretched out his hands to hug her in his arms.

“Are you acting like a spoiled child in Lingguo?”

Seeing Qiao Yun’s naive appearance after drinking, Nan Jun felt even more cute.

In normal times, he definitely wouldn’t take the initiative to ask her to hug him, would he?

“Nanjun, you are so kind.”

“I’m only good to Yun’er.”

“I like it when you call me Yuner, Yuner…”

“My dear Yuner, go to sleep! Sleep for a while, and you won’t feel uncomfortable when you wake up.”

Nan Jun patted the back of the person in his arms, coaxing softly, with rare affection in his eyes.