Gu Qingli gave a bitter smile.
Uncle Wu sighed, "Damn!"
"What?"
"Sir is indeed drunk."
"But it doesn't look like he is drunk at all?"
Except for the smell of wine.
Gu Qingli did not believe it, until Xi Moxiao went to the stairs alone and then fell. She glared at him and didn't react. She trotted over and picked him up.
Xi Moxiao looked blankly.
Gu Qingli was speechless. He was really drunk? Is it true that some people are as drunk as they are not?
"Miss Gu, you don't know. That's what sir looks like when he is drunk. He looks as if he is not drunk, but he doesn't know what he is doing right now."
Gu Qingli was slightly puzzled. She had seen many drunk appearances, but it was the first time she had seen this type.
"Isn't that fun? It was precisely because that was the case, so later, master basically doesn’t drink, and so he never got drunk again. I have not seen sir drunk for a long time. "
Uncle Wu said with a smile, he and Gu Qingli put Xi Moxiao on the bed together.