Male God, a Little Su

"This is the Queen's Sister-in-law. She really is a natural beauty, Queen's Sister-in-law, my brother-in-law toast to you."

Just as he was talking, Song Chao swayed forward with a cup in his hand, with a smile on his face.

Looking at his eyes carefully, the light could not penetrate deeply, and his eyes fell on Su Yan's body.

Su Yan raised her eyes lightly, met his gaze, and suddenly curled her lips into a smile.

Su Yan's smile deepened when she noticed that the strength of her hand tightened suddenly.

Song Chaojiu's eyes flickered, barely holding back the words he wanted to question, his heart seemed to be hit hard.

"Why didn't you pick it up? This is what the second brother respects you."

Song Guanzhi hugged her in his arms and took it for her with a gentle smile.

"I'm sorry, your royal sister-in-law is not in good health and can't drink. This glass of wine will be drunk for her alone. Come on, second brother shouldn't mind, right?"

Not feeling well enough to drink alcohol?

The last thing happened after drinking.

He looked at Su Rou's face calmly, her face was like pink jade, a little more charming than the last time we met. But this change is not what Song Chaojiu wants to see at all, because it is not because of him, but because of another man!

"Why would you mind, it was the younger brother who was abrupt and didn't notice."

His Adam's apple rolled and looked at Su Yan.

She was sitting quietly in Song Guanzhi's arms. As far as he knew about her character, she was not such an obedient character.

Then why-

Song Guanzhi slowly drank the wine in the cup, his eyes moved down, and fell to his waist, the coldness in his eyes was completely concealed.

"Second brother, this purse is unique, but it looks familiar to Gu."

On the stage, the dancers danced gracefully, the moonlight was in the sky, and there were bursts of silk and bamboo.

Seemingly harmonious, only the people around can feel the suffocating sense of oppression.

"Oh, really?"

Song Chaojiu played with the purse for a long time and smiled, "That's a coincidence, this purse was given by the sweetheart of the courtier, but I don't know, brother Huang, who sent your purse?"

"Well……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yan suddenly frowned and groaned in a low voice.

Song Chaojiu's eyes tightened and fell on her.

Seeing her hold the big hand around her waist tightly, as if to integrate her into her bones.

He pursed his lips, unwilling to the extreme.

Silently looked at Song Guanzhi, provocative in his eyes.

Su Yan lowered her eyes and sneered in her heart.

But Song Chaojiu didn't think it was enough. This woman was obviously his, and it was given to him for the first time! Why is he sitting in Song Guanzhi's arms now?

Confused by jealousy, he asked with a smile: "I don't know when the royal brother will get married? Did you mention it to the father? When the royal brother gets married, the minister and younger brother will definitely give you a big gift!"

"OK."

Song Guanzhi chuckled softly, "Then I will write it down for my brother. If I don't receive it by then, my brother will come and ask for it in person!"

The word 'discuss' was deliberately aggravated by him.

He has no shortage of gold and silver treasures here, but he lacks a head.

The brothers all have their own ghosts, but the brothers and sisters on the face are respectful, and Su Yan looks tired.

She yawned and took a nap in Song Guanzhi's arms.

The other brothers came up to toast one by one, but all of them were stopped by Song Guan.

But they couldn't stop them from exploring.

Three rounds of wine.

Song Guanzhi watched Su Yan dozing off in his arms, little head bit by bit, couldn't help but chuckle. Her brows softened, and she raised her hand to tuck the broken hair from her ear behind her ear.

"Sleepy?"

He stood up with Su Yan in his arms, "Let's be here today. Your imperial sister-in-law is sleepy, so you have to send her back to rest, so you will ask the housekeeper to send you off for you."