After the wedding, the vegetative husband relied on me to continue his life

187 Drunk

"Who are you?" Zhou Yan asked who was calling with a big tongue.

An Jiusheng became cold after listening for a while. He looked at the phone number he dialed. It was indeed Shi Huan's phone number. There was nothing wrong with it. He put the phone back on his ear again: "This is not Shi Huan's phone number." Cell phone?"

"Oh, Shi Huan, you said Shi Huan," Zhou Yan raised her head, and seeing Shi Huan who was drunk and unconscious on the sofa, she stood up unsteadily and kicked Shi Huan's feet: "Shi Huan, wake up."

"Why?" Shi Huan felt that someone kicked her leg, but she was a little irritable, turned around and continued to sleep.

Zhou Yan: "A man with a nice voice called you, and he asked me where are you?"

Shi Huan muttered in dissatisfaction: "Man, what man? I already have a fiancé."

Zhou Yan's file was really not enough, Shi Huan finally had no choice but to turn on the PA: "I turned on the PA for you, can you tell whose it is?"

An Jiusheng: "Shi Huan, where are you?"

Although Shi Huan was already so drunk that she couldn't get any more drunk, but when she heard An Jiusheng's voice, she woke up subconsciously, and she suddenly sat up from the sofa.

"A Sheng," Shi Huan squinted his eyes and searched for An Jiusheng's location: "Where are you? Why can't I find you?"

"Where are you? I'll pick you up." An Jiusheng asked on the phone.

"I'm here..." Shi Huan pointed to the ceiling with one finger, then rolled his eyes, trying to turn his brain, but there was no way: "Where am I? Zhou Yan."

"You are at my house, where can you be?" Zhou Yan laughed at her.

"Oh, yes, I'm at Zhou Yan's house." Shi Huan looked like he had just realized it, and then said into the phone with a smile.

An Jiusheng took a deep breath on the phone, and then asked, "Send me the address."

Zhou Yan was mostly sober from the wine, so she quickly sent the address to An Jiusheng.

An Jiusheng's feeling came very quickly, and it arrived in less than 10 minutes.

Zhou Yan supported the rickety Shi Huan and stood at the door, waiting for her rumored fiancé to come and pick her up.

Zhou Yan first saw a flamboyant Maybach parked in front of the two of them, then a long leg propped on the ground, and finally a handsome face appeared.

After he got out of the car, he saw the wobbly Shi Huan for the first time, and he ran towards Shi Huan with a strong purpose: "Give her to me, thank you."

"Ah," Zhou Yan hadn't seen such an eye-catching handsome guy for a long time, and was a little stunned for a while: "Okay, you go back and drink some hangover tea for her."

"Okay, I see, thank you." An Jiusheng's tone was very official, but his voice was deep and magnetic, very nice, like a very charming cello.

Zhou Yan waved her hand at the exhaust of the car dully, and murmured belatedly: "Oh my God, Shi Huan looks too good-looking when she grows up with her fiancé, doesn't she? She looks good and her voice is nice, and Isn’t it unfair that money is God?”

Finally shook his head, leaning against the wall and went back to the room.

Shi Huan was very dishonest sitting in the car, moving this and that for a while, and wanted to turn over countless times.An Jiusheng would be distracted for a while, and he would look at Malu for a while while watching Shi Huan.

Fortunately, it's not too far away from Anjia, so I got home soon.

"Shi Huan, wake up." An Jiusheng got out of the car, walked to Shi Huan's side, and touched her face: "Are you more awake?"

Shi Huan muttered a few words, why An Jiusheng didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

An Jiusheng put her ear close to her mouth, wanting to hear what she was talking about, but Shi Huan stopped talking instead, she seemed to wake up a little bit, opened her eyes and looked, and found that it was An Jiusheng, a little She smiled silly: "Who are you? You look so good!"

As she spoke, she raised her arms to hug An Jiusheng's neck: "You look like my husband."

An Jiusheng was staggered by her, helplessly supported Shi Huan's arm on his neck, and then said helplessly, "Look at me carefully, am I your husband?"

Shi Huan heard that she really raised her head and looked at An Jiusheng's face. She changed from hugging An Jiusheng's neck to holding An Jiusheng's face, looking at him from left to right for a while. , and then suddenly kissed him: "I see, you are my husband."

An Jiusheng was a little funny, but also a little helpless: "You suddenly recognize it very quickly at this moment."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not know my husband?" Shi Huan pouted dissatisfiedly: "You are purely framing!"

An Jiusheng had never seen Shi Huan like this before. She was a little rascal, but very cute.Seeing Shi Huan hugging her arm and acting like a spoiled child, An Jiusheng couldn't help but want to kiss her face.

But now it was getting dark, and An Jiusheng was afraid that Shi Huan would catch a cold after staying here for a long time, so he quickly picked her up and carried her back to the house.

At this moment, there was no one at home, so he went back to his room unimpeded. He put Shi Huan on the bed, then went to the bathroom, applied a wet towel to him, and wiped Shi Huan's face.

After that, he planned to go downstairs and ask the servant to make her a bowl of hangover tea.

But he didn't expect that when he was about to open the door, Shi Huan suddenly got out of bed, rushed to the door, and hugged An Jiusheng.

"Asheng, where are you going?" Shi Huan's cheek, which was a little hot from the alcohol, was pressed against An Jiusheng's back: "Are you going to find another beautiful young lady? Not going to Me?"

Her speech was a little wengliweng, because she was anesthetized by alcohol, so she was a little muttering and couldn't hear clearly.

But An Jiusheng heard it clearly at once. He felt a little helpless and a little funny. He turned around in Shi Huan's arms, and then the two hugged each other: "Where can I find Miss Sister?" ? Isn’t it enough for me to have one person?”

An Jiusheng lowered her head and kissed Qin Shihuan's forehead: "Isn't it uncomfortable after drinking so much wine? I'll ask them to make you some hangover tea."

"It's not uncomfortable, as long as you don't go to another woman, I won't be uncomfortable." Shi Huan buried his face in An Jiusheng's chest, and rubbed his sweater with his cheek: "Or you will take me with you?" Go together and put me in your pocket!"

Shi Huan raised his head and looked at An Jiusheng seriously, as if he was really giving him serious advice.

An Jiusheng touched her cheek with pity: "Then how can I make you smaller? Then put it in my pocket?"

"That's right." Shi Huan really tilted his head and began to think about this question seriously.

(End of this chapter)