Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

Chapter 407 Go back together

It's not like he hasn't seen Shen Wanyi's alcohol tolerance before, and he still dares to drink so much.

She reached out and tucked the hair that was blocking her face behind her ears, revealing a face without makeup. Her eyes were a little blurry, and against the backdrop of the night, they were particularly alluring.

"Three cups!" Shen Wanyi thought for a moment, stretched out his shaky fingers to count, shook them in front of him, lowered his head and muttered to himself, "It doesn't seem right again, I can't remember..."

She tilted her head, her blurry eyes seemed covered with a layer of mist, a drunken smile hung on her lips, with shallow dimples.

Song Shichen remained silent and looked at her quietly. He was thinking that he must never let her drink outside in the future.

Shen Wanyi twisted restlessly in his arms, poking his chest with her fingertips again and again, "Are you angry?"

Still getting no response, she stood on tiptoe, put her arms around the man's neck, raised her head and kissed him on the face accurately, giggling twice, "Not angry, not angry..."

"Little rascal." Song Shichen was not angry at the sudden kiss. He scratched the tip of the woman's small nose. She took advantage of him even when she was drunk.
A certain little hooligan was still in a daze, only feeling a buzzing in her head. She pushed Song Shichen with a somewhat dissatisfied expression, "You are so noisy..."

Who is making such a noise? Song Shichen was so angry that he laughed. He just picked up the person and put him in the car, fastened the seat belt, and did it all in one go.

"It feels uncomfortable..." Shen Wanyi held her dizzy head, lowered her head slightly, and couldn't help mumbling.

Looking like this, he must have drunk a lot, it would be strange if he didn't feel uncomfortable.

While waiting for the traffic light, Song Shichen tilted his head to look at the person in the passenger seat, his eyes were tinged with tenderness, and he couldn't help but soften his tone, "We'll be there soon."

Shen Wanyi nodded obediently, and it was a rare quiet moment. When she got off the car, she was drowsy, her face was rosy and slightly drunk. She took Song Shichen's arm and staggered in. As soon as she entered the door, a feeling of discomfort surged up her throat. She rushed to the bathroom at a 100-meter sprint and vomited out everything she had eaten tonight.

"Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Song Shichen handed her a cup of warm water for her to rinse her mouth, then took a towel and gently wiped her face.

Her stomach was empty and she couldn't vomit. Shen Wanyi's eyes were red and misty. She sniffed and said, "I want to go home..."

Song Shichen held the woman's soft waist, and his slender fingertips straightened her messy hair. Her delicate lips repeated the words, and he responded with a full mouth, "Well, I'll be back tomorrow."

He seldom heard about family matters from Shen Wanyi. He vaguely remembered that she had a younger brother and her relationship with her family seemed average.

"My home... is in a faraway place, I don't want to be here..."

Shen Wanyi shook her head, an indescribable bitterness welling up in her heart. She spoke intermittently, tears falling one by one, "I miss my grandma..."

Her voice was choked with sobs, and the expression on her face showed an unprecedented sense of loss, hiding the most vulnerable side of her heart.

Faraway Places…

Song Shichen's expression was confused for a moment, and then he thought of something. He thought that he should know where the home Shen Wanyi was talking about was, and he had been there and remembered it clearly during the summer vacation of that year.

He wiped the tears from her face bit by bit, gently rubbed the corners of her still red eyes with his fingertips, patted her back from time to time, and coaxed her patiently, "Okay, let's go back to see grandma together."