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Chapter 67 [

Chapter 67 [two more]

    After learning self-defense, Li Qian took Mo Mo to do some basic strength training.

    Unexpectedly, after poking out such a big basket, what Mo Mo did immediately was self-defense practice.

    After one set of training, Mo Mo was exhausted, and ordered Li Qian to order takeout: "I want to eat something heavy today!"

    "KFC will give me a set, and another pizza..." Mo Mo lay on the sofa and ordered. "There are also barbecue and cakes! By the way, I want to eat half-cooked cheese, here are ten boxes!"

    Li Qian said helplessly: "Aren't you going to lose weight?

    " Maybe I can't be a female star, and I will lose some fat, and I will feel better!"

    Mo Mo's mobile phone was turned off, and Li Qian could only order takeout according to her instructions.

    She really regarded today as the last day she had been here. After taking a bath, Mo Mo simply picked up a few bottles of good wine that the original owner had collected over the years from the wine cabinet downstairs and placed them on the coffee table. Open, greet Li Qian: "Take you to open meat tonight!"

    Li Qian: ...

    Most of the original owner's collection is wine, with a bottle of Maotai in the middle, which seems to be a lot more down-to-earth.

    Mo Mo casually took out two goblets, opened a bottle of red wine full of incomprehensible foreign languages, and filled it directly: "Come on, we won't go home tonight if we don't get drunk!"

    Li Qian knew that she was melancholy and drank it. A little wine might calm things down a bit.

    Drinking in your own home is safer than going to a bar.

    So Li Qian simply sat down with her: "Wait for the takeout to come, eat something before drinking."

    Just as he was talking, the doorbell rang.

    The delivery man simply pushed a small trailer over to deliver the food to them. When he signed for the receipt, he glanced at the room in confusion, thinking how many people actually ate so much food.

    When Li Qian brought the takeaways to the coffee table, Mo Mo was going crazy.

    Grabbing a fried chicken leg left and right, holding a slice of cheese cake in his right hand, his mouth was bulging: "I've become a fool for so long! Don't let me eat every day!"

    Li Qian looked at her amusingly and sat down with her. eat together.

    The two of them ate quite happily. They ate junk food and drank high-end red wine. Li Qian had never experienced such a wonderful combination.

    Maybe he choked because he ate too much, but Mo Mo drank the wine like water. After a while, the bottle of red wine was gone.

    Her cheeks were red, she hiccupped, and turned her eyes to Maotai: "Do you all like this kind of wine better as middle-aged men?"

    Li Qian: ...

    Mo Mo took Maotai apart, He poured half a glass into each goblet, took a sip, and exclaimed, "It's spicy!" It felt

    completely different from red wine.

    Mo Mo took another sip with satisfaction, feeling that his whole body was on fire with the spicy white wine: "It's really good! No wonder you all like it!"