Song Jingran looked at him coldly, but he had not taken the wine glass for a long time.

"Miss Frost is very happy tonight. Not only does she smile and have an exception, but she also makes an exception and is covered with fine wine. It's really rare." Bai Nianming deliberately joked.

"Young Master Song is overjoyed, and I am naturally happy, so I made Young Master Bai laugh." Shuang Muzi still had a slight smile. Although she was congratulating, she never mentioned congratulations to the bride.

"That Young Master Song is hard to refute Miss Shuang's beauty." Bai Nianming looked complicated with a complex smile, and he was even more convinced that Song Jingran had a close relationship with Shuang Muzi.

Shuang Muzi held the wine and looked at Song Jingran beside him with a smile.

"Thank you." Song Jingran did not take the wine from Shuang Muzi's hand, but took it directly and tilted his head to drink it.

Shuang Muzi then drank it. She decided that after drinking this glass of wine, she would smile suddenly. She would transfer all her love for him to the child in her belly. She should not love him, she should not be so painful.

Song Jingran toasted a circle of wine, and everyone suggested leaving.

"It's better to be here tonight. After all, Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold." Although some people suggested leaving, Gao Jin was the prince after all, so he should respect it. Gao Jin had never wanted to be here for a long time. Some people suggested that he followed everyone's wishes.

"Since that's the case, Song won't leave you much, please..." Song Jingran stood up and raised his hand to signal; Gao Jin and others left each after Song Jingran's visit.

Song Jingran was actually drunk for a long time, but he kept pretending to be calm. After people left, he stumbled back to the room. He saw Yu Zixia sitting on the bed with her head covered with a Xipa.

The maid on the side was about to go up to help, but Song Jingran waved his hand and pushed it over. The maid owed her body, nodded and stepped back, and gently closed the door.

Song Jingran stood staggeringly in front of Yu Zixia, but he was slow to uncover the joyful handwriting, but just stood in a daze.

"Young Master..." Yu Zixia saw that Song Jingran was still moving, so she whispered to remind her.

Song Jingran stopped his mind and reached out to lift the Xipao; he saw that the familiar face was a little shy, but why did such a familiar face have no familiar feeling? I don’t know if it was because of the strong drunkenness or the excitement, but his feet were unstable and fell into the bed, just pressing Yu Zixia under him; in front of him was the face he had once Nian, and at this moment he was in front of him. He slowly lowered his head with a trance-difficult look, as if he wanted to explore the familiar feeling.

"Young Master..." Yu Zixia lowered her eyes shyly.
Chapter completed!