When the wine glasses were handed under the eyes of Fang Chixia, she suddenly returned to God.

"Little child, what kind of wine?" He took the glass in his hand and she replied.

"Give you something, I don't drink!" The little milk bag answered very purely.

Fang Chi Xia, "..."

"Everyone has already ordered, don't waste it! That person has already left, we will have to pay later, you are so poor, this meal may have to consume your monthly salary? Such an expensive meal, It’s a shame to waste!” The small milk bag stuffed the wine in her hand and continued to persuade.

When he spoke, he seemed to be very sympathetic to Fang Chi Xia.

I clearly said that I had to raise her words a few minutes before, and he seemed to have forgotten.

Fang Chi shook in the summer and gave him a blank eye. "I am drinking, you are not afraid that no one will take you away?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you drink less." The little milk bag smiled and lifted the glass to her.

"Do you have any intentions?" Fang Chixia took the wine glass and looked at him strangely.

"You are so big, I am so small, can I have any intentions for you?" The little milk bag smiled at her.

What he said is true.

What can a child who is less than four years old have for her?

Moreover, although the small milk bag mouth is poisonous, sometimes speaking is not good, but Fang Chixia feels that he is protecting her.

Such a child, no matter how troublesome, Fang Chixia thinks, should not make her embarrassed.

With such a thought, she was not alert to the small milk bag.

"It’s just such a trouble, tomorrow, Auntie really has to resign." A drink of his wine was poured out, thinking about the company's business, Fang Chixia was a little depressed.

"You are very embarrassed?" The little milk bag smiled and chatted with her.

"Fortunately." Fang Chixia is just a little lost.

She actually lost her job and didn't worry, just thought it was a bit of a hassle to find a job again.

"That kind of work is not a problem." The small milk bag poured a drink into the wine, and she touched the cup and continued to persuade, "Come to my house! Make sure no one is embarrassing you!"

"What is your family doing?" Fang Chi Xia Shunkou asked.

"My family!" The little milk bag thought about it and used a euphemistic wording, "My family is in politics."

"From politics?" Fang Chi Xia muttered the wording in his mouth.

She understands politics as a cold family, and she needs to translate when she attends many occasions.

"Let me think about it." This time, she did not refuse.

"Okay." The smear of the small milk bag was raised a little higher, and she poured a glass of wine.

The amount of wine in Fangchi is not very good. She drank two glasses and she was a little bit sloppy.

Fearing that she had had more accidents, she stopped at the right time. "Okay, baby, the things on the table don't matter."

"So many things, you are so poor, unfortunately?" The small milk bag opened his mouth and said "you are so poor", watching her eyes look like a sly.

Fang Chixia felt that he had been seriously discriminated against.

How poor is she?

At least this meal is not a problem for her.

The small milk bag is probably a little bit full, holding a tableware and slamming a little bit of food left in the plate to the mouth.

When he was full of small mouths and swallowed it, he thought of something, his eyes turned to Fang Chi Xia. "Right, the money you brought, is it enough to pay for this meal?"

Fang Chi Xia, "..."