Blame me for being too deep into the play

Chapter 48 Xi Zheng is an idiot
The family sat around the square table in the restaurant, eating lively.

The lady drank red wine, and the two men drank white wine.Ding Mi has an exam tomorrow, so she poured her a glass of milk alone.

Xi Zheng watched helplessly as the wine glass at hand originally only had a little white wine, but it was filled up by An Zhi and Gudong Gudong, like pouring plain water for free.The elder poured wine for the younger, which was flattery, Xi Zheng could only accept it, could not refuse, and had to pretend to be flattered to hold up his glass, and let him fill it up.

An Chuyu couldn't see it, so he stretched out his hand to stop him: "Xi Zheng can't drink, and he has to drive when he goes back."

Xi Zheng turned to look at his wife beside him, a soft smile flashed in his dark eyes.

"I'll stay at home tonight. I'll let you, Teacher Yin, clean up your room during the day." An Zhihe put down the wine bottle and cast a glance at his daughter.

It’s still not going well, so it’s covered?

Talk to the two of them before the meal, although there are discrepancies in their rhetoric, but An Zhihe's heart is like a mirror, and it can be seen that the relationship between the two of them cannot be faked.Therefore, it is even more delicious. The relationship between father and daughter has been rigid for the past few years, like a three-foot ice layer that cannot be melted. It is finally melting, and the daughter wants to tear him down.

An Chuyu lied without blushing, "He has an important meeting tomorrow morning, and drinking too much will delay the matter. You are also a businessman, so you don't understand?"

An Zhi raised his eyebrows, seeing that he was about to have an attack, Xi Zheng pressed down on the back of An Chuyu's hand and squeezed it to comfort him: "I'll have a drink with Dad, it's fine."

An Chuyu withdrew his hand and left him alone.

But An Zhihe seemed to be getting more and more angry.

Ding Mi was already hungry, not caring about the comings and goings in the adult world, she lowered her head and swept the food on the plate like a wind and cloud, seeing Yin Mei frowned, saying yes or no.

After repeated hints to no avail, Yin Mei had no choice but to pinch her thigh under the table.

Unexpectedly, Ding Mi howled like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and dropped her chopsticks on the dining table, which shocked everyone present.

Yin Mei was embarrassed and helpless, she ignored everything she said to Ding Mi before the meal, and told her to behave more gracefully, she couldn't even pretend.

An Zhihe cast a concerned look, looked at Ding Mi who was grinning and twitching, and asked in a daze: "You are eating well, what's wrong?"

Ding Mi took the hand holding the bowl under the table and rubbed the place pinched by her mother. Seeing everyone looking at her, she shook her head. Of course she refused to confess to her mother: "It's okay, my leg cramps."

"It's normal for you to grow up at this age." An Zhihe said with a smile, "I'll ask your mother to buy you some calcium tablets later on. You've worked hard in the third year of high school. If you persist for another month, you'll be liberated."

Ding Mi glanced at Teacher Yin with a guilty conscience, and kept nodding her head.

An Zhihe looked away, brought the plate of braised lion's head in front of An Chuyu, and said, "You like to eat this, and your teacher Yin specially learned it. Try her cooking."

An Chuyu obediently scooped up a round lion head with a spoon. It was too big for her to finish eating, so she picked it up with chopsticks, divided it into two halves, and put the other half into the zither bowl.

An Zhihe: "..."

This daughter can kill him.

The meal was peaceful and pleasant, and the topics of chatting during the dinner were very light, but An Zhihe was unhappy and drank Xi Zheng a lot of wine.The latter didn't refuse, and his face was red from drinking.

Seeing that it was late, An Chuyu proposed to go back.

An Zhihe just brought a plate of fruit, put it on the coffee table, and glanced at her, the boss was not happy: "Didn't you agree to stay and live, why did you change your mind and want to leave?"

An Chuyu lied first, so she naturally had to find a way to make it right. She raised her chin and pointed at the man who was slumped on the sofa with a somewhat confused expression: "Xi Zheng has work arrangements tomorrow morning, so it's more convenient to live close to the company."

An Zhihe couldn't hold her back, so he had to compromise: "Sit down for a while, and I'll ask Lao Zheng to drive you back."

Lao Zheng is An Zhihe's personal driver, he is not at the villa right now, it will take a while to call him over.An Chuyu said hello, and sat beside Xi Zheng, looking at him.

He had a button unbuttoned on the collar of his shirt, the skin on his ear was red on his cheek, his eyes were out of focus, dim, reflecting the light.The wine is not bad, if you drink too much, you just sit there quietly, neither talking nonsense nor drinking crazy, as long as you don't look at his face, he looks like a normal person.

An Zhihe was still not satisfied with this: "I really can't drink enough."

"You old wine barrel, no one can compare to you for decades of skill." An Chuyu pouted, showing a rare playful look.

There were only the three of them in the living room, Yin Mei was tidying up the tableware in the kitchen, and Ding Mi went upstairs to review after putting away the bowls and chopsticks.An Chuyu sat blankly for a while, took an orange from the fruit plate, peeled it with his bare hands, and soon a rich orange fragrance filled the surroundings.

She split the peeled orange into two, and handed half to An Zhihe, to make up for his frustration that he didn't eat the half lion's head at the dinner table - when An Chuyu was a child, he caught dishes he didn't like or couldn't finish The food will be distributed to Dad, she has a sweet mouth, and coquettishly said that Dad will help, Yuyu can't finish eating, it would be a waste to throw it away.

Thinking of these images, An Zhihe's eyes were a little cloudy, and hot liquid gushed up.

He really regretted it, why did he compete with this girl in the past years.When Du Longqiu passed away, he was not the only one who was sad. Yuyu lost her mother at a young age. As a father, he should treat her better, but he pushed her further and further away.

"Mr. Yin is very good." An Chuyu stuffed an orange into his mouth, and said abruptly, "I'm busy with work, and I often stay on the set for three to five months when making movies. I don't worry if someone takes care of you."

She lowered her head, not looking at An Zhihe, slowly tore off the white web on the orange petals with her slender fingers, then turned her head and stuffed a petal into Xi Zheng's mouth.He was dizzy, subconsciously opened his mouth and bit it, the juice of the orange overflowed in his mouth, making his brows clench with sourness.

An Chuyu laughed, relieved.

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The car lights came in from the courtyard, and it was the driver, Lao Zheng, who had arrived.

An Chuyu helped up the tall and big Xi Zheng. His steps were flimsy, his movements were not controlled by his brain, and he walked forward with one deep foot and one shallow foot.Seeing this, An Zhihe helped him by the arm.

Hearing the movement, Yin Mei hurriedly wiped her watery hands, came out of the kitchen, and followed behind to see them off.

Ding Mi also came down from the second floor, stood on the steps and asked her mother: "Does An Chuyu live here at night? I still want to ask her for a photo autograph. Can I get it now?"

Yin Mei patted her butt and told her to be more honest.

The two sat in the back of the car, An Chuyu lowered half the window, and waved to the three people in the courtyard: "Come in, there are many mosquitoes outside."

An Zhihe was filled with emotion: "Hey."

The car turned around, and the headlight beams drew an arc in the air and shot towards the door. There was a sound of tires rubbing against the road, and the car slowly drove out of the villa gate.

The three standing in the courtyard turned and entered the house.

The neon lights are like colored paint, splashed on the car windows, making the dark night less gloomy.An Chuyu took a bottle of mineral water before leaving, worried that Xizheng would be thirsty on the road, now looking at him with his head tilted on the headrest, he asked softly, "Are you okay?"

Xi Zheng rubbed her face with her palm: "Yes."

An Chuyu: "It's true that my dad drinks so much."

Xi Zheng closed her eyes: "Yes."

"You too, just don't listen to him." An Chuyu babbled, "Drink as long as I tell you, I've already given you good excuses, and I don't know how to go down the steps."

Xi Zheng: "Yes."

An Chuyu chuckled, did he only know this one word?

She tried to trick him: "Is Xi Zheng an idiot?"

Xi Zheng paused for three seconds, removed the hand covering her eyes, turned her head to look at her, and said in a low and muffled voice, "I drank a little too much, it's not that I've lost my mind."

An Chuyu smiled with his eyes bent, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and handed it to him: "Take a sip of water and press it."

Xi Zheng opened his mouth, An Chuyu had no choice but to point the mouth of the bottle at his mouth, and lifted the bottle slightly.He raised his neck and swallowed heavily, the tip of his protruding throat rolling up and down.

The skin on the neck is very white, which is two different colors from the red on the face.

An Chuyu screwed on the bottle cap, and couldn't help pinching her red ears: "Sleep if you feel uncomfortable, and I'll call you when you get home." It was very similar to what he said to her when she was sitting in the car after getting off the plane yesterday.

Xi Zheng cherishes words like gold: "Yes."

An Chuyu put down his hand, Xi Zheng suddenly frowned and let out a soft "hiss".She turned sideways, leaned over and asked him, "What's the matter?"

"It scratched my ear."

"what?"

"ring."

An Chuyu looked down at the decorative ring on his index finger. The exaggerated metal geometric edges and corners on the top were a bit sharp. Maybe he didn't notice it just now, and scratched him.

She stretched her finger over to touch his ear: "Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Xi Zheng: "Yes."

An Chuyu: "..."

Xi Zheng adjusted several postures but was not very comfortable, her stomach churned a little, she simply lay down on her side, resting her head on An Chuyu's lap, grabbed her soft hand, covered her eyes, and took her Hand as a blindfold, close your eyes and sleep.

Lao Zheng, who was driving, glanced in the rearview mirror, and happened to see An Chuyu smiling at the man in his arms with his head down, as if laughing at his childishness.

-

When they got home, An Chuyu yelled twice. Xi Zheng woke up and got out of the car slowly. Apart from walking unsteadily, there was no other problem. An Chuyu didn't bother Lao Zheng to send it up.

All the lights in the living room were turned on, and Xi Zheng leaned back on the sofa top-heavy. Realizing that she was in her own territory at the moment, she completely ignored her image. grunting.

An Chuyu stood aside blankly, not knowing what to do, and pushed his shoulder: "Can you take a bath by yourself?"

"Hmm." Xi Zheng snorted.

An Chuyu suddenly felt that asking was tantamount to asking in vain. She helped the man who was drinking too much, and walked to the second floor. As she walked, she told him to pay attention to his feet.

Xi Zheng was told repeatedly by her, her eyes widened a little, and she took a step to look at her feet, like a child who just learned to walk, and made An Chuyu laugh again.

She didn't have the strength to help him when she smiled, causing him to stagger and bump his waist against the handrail of the stairs.

"Are you happy tonight?" Xi Zheng asked her suddenly, speaking clearly.

An Chuyu didn't know which aspect he was asking about, so he nodded, "Happy."

"I'm happy too." Xi Zheng led her upstairs and kicked open the door of the master bedroom, "You said we were destined by fate, I believe it now."

"why?"

"Because, you were almost not my wife." Xi Zheng was startled when she thought of the conversation with her father-in-law in the study, and almost passed her by. She almost belonged to someone else, just a little bit.

"what?"

An Chuyu was bending over to find pajamas for him, when he heard this, his hands froze, and he straightened up and looked at him.She didn't understand, she just thought he was drunk and talking drunk, and remembered that every time he came out, he said something like that.

Xi Zheng sat by the bed, her shirt was hanging loosely on her body, she raised her eyelids, and hooked her fingers, showing a sense of sexiness that had no place to rest.

An Chuyu walked over with her pajamas in her hands, and was hugged by his waist into his lap. He pressed her shoulders and came up to nibble her mouth, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

People who drink too much, their behavior and behavior are always very different compared to usual, sometimes they are extremely childish, and sometimes they are bewitched to death.

"Xi Zheng, I don't want to take advantage of you when you're drunk." An Chuyu muttered while looking for a chance to kiss.

"I'll take it for you voluntarily," he said.

　Cherish the tender time before the quarrel, O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)