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Next, a brunette female reporter asked a question. She first congratulated Qin Yi for winning the case, then glanced at Zhou Muze, and asked rather gossip: "Can I ask what the hug you just gave Mr. Zhou means?"
"Share the joy."
"Is that all?"
"if not?"
The female reporter's eyes moved, as if she had grasped the key point: "Mr. Zhou accompanied each of the three trials. Now the whole world knows about your relationship, but you have never publicly admitted it. Do you think it is unnecessary or have other plans? ?¡±
"Are you a gossip reporter?" Qin Yi asked back.
"no."
"Then please don't keep asking gossip questions."
The female reporter did not give up, "What if the gossip reporter asks you questions?"
"I don't answer relationship questions."
Female reporter: ""
The reporters all looked at Zhou Muze sympathetically, and it turned out that Mr. Zhou hadn't become a regular yet.
"Qin Yi, the lawsuit has been won now, but the compensation and inheritance case is yet to be heard. When will you return to China?" a reporter from Huaguo asked.
Qin Opinion is an acquaintance at the last press conference, and said with a smile: "The compensation and inheritance cases will be handed over to Lawyer Huo and the others. I have been delayed in Germany for a long time, and I will return to China in two days."
"This case is very big, will it affect you in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs? Do you think it is good or bad? Will your position in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs change?"
"There are both good and bad effects. As for the change of position, I don't know yet. If there is a job transfer, I will obey the arrangement of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs."
The reporters asked a few more questions, because there was someone like Zhou Muze standing by, did everyone go too far, and the questions were quickly ended.
In the evening, Qin Yi invited the lawyers and the embassy to celebrate together. Everyone didn¡¯t know how much she could drink, so she was happy. After drinking with everyone, everyone wanted to have another round, but suddenly there was no one. .
Zhou Muze picked her up from under the table.
Everyone: ""
"Qin Yi is drunk?" Hu Tingyue looked at her bright red face, just now she was full of pride, and thought she could drink well, so everyone had no scruples, it was just such an aura.
"Go ahead, I'll take her back." Zhou Muze hugged her in his arms, and he knew that he was there, and the others were a little uncomfortable.
When he returned to the villa, Master Fu saw that he was holding someone in his arms. He was really drunk, so he couldn't help but smiled slightly: "The hangover soup has been cooked, I'll bring it here."
Zhou Muze hummed and carried him upstairs.
Feeling the heat source body leave, Qin Yi grabbed his hand, and rubbed his face against it, like a kitten.
"Mianmian?"
She hummed, but didn't let go.
Remembering the last time she got drunk and went crazy, Zhou Muze decided not to provoke her, let her hold his arm, picked up the remote control with the other hand, and turned on the air conditioner.
There was a knock on the door outside, and the bedroom door was not closed. Master Fu stood outside the door holding a bowl of hangover soup and said softly, "Fifth Lord."
"Come in."
Master Fu lowered his eyes and put the hangover soup on the bedside table. Without looking at Qin Yi who was on the bed, he put down his things, turned around and left quietly, and walked outside the bedroom when he heard movement from inside.
"It's so hard to drink" The woman's voice was particularly disgusting.
"Hey, drink it and you won't have a headache tomorrow." The man coaxed softly.
Master Fu's teeth ached when he heard that, is this still the fifth master he knew? I'm afraid the old lady has never heard him speak in such a tone.
Then I thought, is it hard to drink? Fifth Master has been drinking this formula for a long time, maybe the taste is different. When Miss Qin Yi wakes up tomorrow, I will ask her what flavor she likes.
In the bedroom, Zhou Muze was still feeding Qin Yi drink hangover soup, the real taste was actually not bad.
This bowl of hangover soup is made according to Zhou Muze's taste. Zhou Muze's taste is very light, so the hangover soup made by Master Fu does not have the heavy sour and sweet taste like ordinary hangover soup. Qin Yi thinks it is tasteless, and he is a bit squeamish when drunk, so he particularly dislikes it .
Someone coaxed herself, so she started to act, "Stop drinking!"
"Drink some more, and I'll give you candied fruit after drinking."
"No candied fruit!"
"Then what do you want?"
Qin Yi stared at a pair of dazed eyes, searching everywhere, moving his hands and feet restlessly, muttering in his mouth: "Why can't I find it?"
Seeing that she was about to roll under the bed, Zhou Muze held her down: "What are you looking for?"
"What are you looking for?" She looked blank, "Yes, what am I looking for?"
Zhou Muze couldn't laugh or cry, "Lie down first, and then look for it when you think about it."
"No! If you lose it, you won't find it. Don't lose it!"
"Then tell me what you're looking for, and I'll help you find it."
"No, no, you can't find it."
"How do you know I can't find it if you don't tell me?"
She said stupidly: "My husband is lost, can you help me find it?"
Zhou Muze felt that he could not keep up with her thinking, "Where did you get your husband?"
"Yes, I made an appointment when I was 16, and I will get married when I reach the legal age! There are two more years!" She was very confident.
Zhou Muze finally understood, she was 18 again.
He didn't know that she had such thoughts in the past, no, it's not that she didn't know, but he didn't know that she wanted to marry him at the age of 16. At that time, he only thought that she was a young Mu Ai. More outstanding boys will forget the good feelings they once had.
Only now did he know what he had missed. At that time, she was all about herself and couldn't see others at all. Why did he reject such a whole-hearted relationship?
Zhou Muze wrapped his arms around her, and looked at the person in his arms little by little. Her black and white eyes were like washing water, clearly reflecting the shadow of him alone. He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed, "I'm sorry, yes I lost it, and I will pay you one now."
"Compensation?" Her muddled mind couldn't figure out the question, "How do you compensate?"
He lay on his side on the bed, wrapped her in his arms, pressed his body half against her, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and when he moved between his lips and teeth, he let out a short-breathed man's words: "Is this so?"
She whimpered, not knowing whether to agree or object, her heart beating like a drum, she subconsciously grabbed his collar, and unconsciously responded to his kiss.
Zhou Muze kept kissing her, hugging her tightly, and she hugged her back involuntarily, obviously drunk, but so hard, as if hugging her most important and precious thing, once lost, now regained , do your best, no matter the cost, and never let go in this life.
Zhou Muze suddenly stopped moving. "Mianmian." He kissed her lips, forcing her to look at him, "Look at me, who am I?"
She looked at him, "Zhou Muze?"
"Do you know what I'm doing?"
Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?
Zhou Muze laughed, and couldn't ask the third question.
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