One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Chapter 776: His face turned green

　　When Linnuo entered the villa, the foster father Hetun was drinking by himself.

　　From the gentle red wine, he drank a lot of brandy. Hetun who reeked of alcohol had already become intoxicated.

　　Amongst the foster son s, other than Xing s.h.i.+'er, who still had a few words to say to Hetun, the rest of them did not dare to say or dissuade Xing s.h.i.+'er. Standing by the side like a wooden stake, he paid attention to Hetun who was pouring and drinking.

　　"Foster father... Why are you drinking again? Didn't Frank say: You can't drink too much wine? "Why did you disobey me again!"

　　Frank was Hetun's personal doctor.

　　The little fellow rushed in from outside and directly s.n.a.t.c.hed the wine cup from Hetun's hands, ignoring everything else.

　　The little thing spilled the wine all over the table and half of his sleeves. Although the little thing didn't like the smell of alcohol, it was still better than being drunk by foster father Hetun.

　　Ten … Fifteen... You. Why are you here? Quick, get your foster father to hug you... "

　　When Hetun saw that the one who s.n.a.t.c.hed his cup of wine was actually Little Fifteen, the anger that rushed to his head once again instantly dropped down.

　　"The stench of rotten wine all over your body. I don't need you to carry me when I'm 15!"

　　The little fellow pinched its nose in disgust. Even though he loathed it, he was still pulled into Hetun's embrace after half a push, and sat on his strong legs.

　　"Fifteen... My foster father's obedient child … You're the only one who cares about your foster father the most … [My foster father truly didn't love you for nothing …] My fifteenth is the most obedient! "

　　Hetun's voice was tainted with a thick smell of alcohol. He hugged the little fellow in his embrace, and his voice trembled slightly.

　　"Father, why are you drinking so much? "It's hurting my body a lot!"

　　The little guy used his other hand to block Hetun's nose and mouth that was emitting the scent of alcohol.

　　Actually, the little guy wanted to say: Not only is my body injured, but it also stinks!

　　"Fifteen... Father will listen to you and not drink anymore! "

　　With a loud clang, Hetun swept all the wine bottles and other objects on the table that had already been opened, or had not yet been opened, onto the ground.

　　"Father, what is the matter with you that makes you unhappy? You can tell Fifteen not to drink alone! "

　　The little guy took the wet paper from Xing s.h.i.+'er and wiped clean the remaining wine stains on Hetun's face.