章 1797: I'm her uncle

Jian Xia was like an old mother. She used her fork to roll up a bit of noodles and sent it to her mouth. niannian, be good. Eat a little. Drink after there's something in your stomach.

Gu Nian ignored him and continued to drink.

Jian Xia snatched the wine glass from her hand and gritted her teeth. Gu Nian, if you're sad, you can cry. Can you not hurt yourself like this? "

'Crying?' Gu Nian sneered. My dad said that we should sweat and bleed but not cry. I will never shed a tear for love in my life."

Jian Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry. sister, you're not a boy. It's not appropriate for your father to use his iron-blooded policy on you, right? " After all, it's an unforgettable love. I don't think it's wrong to cry and offer sacrifices."

cut the crap, " Gu Nian said as he snatched the glass away from her. you either drink with me or don't talk.