President, my wife has returned to her mother's house

Chapter 91 If you don’t go home with me, who will you follow?

After blinking a few times, she saw clearly, "Brother Tingyue."

Ting Yue responded and saw that her cheeks were red and she looked drunk.

"I'll find someone to take you to rest."

"No need." A cold male voice came.

Xi Mo approached slowly, staring at him with black eyes, "I'll just take her up."

After looking at him for a few seconds, Ting Yue nodded.

"Her drinking capacity is not as good as that of an underage child. It seems that she is quite drunk. Make her some hangover soup and drink it before going to bed."

Xi Mo responded calmly, "Yeah."

After Ting Yue left, he walked up to Wen Wei, pinched her chin with his long fingers and lifted it, so that he could see her drunken face clearly.

"disobedient."

Wen Hua looked up at him with half-closed eyes, the man in her vision was a little blurry, and the knuckles on her chin felt cool, and she staggered slightly.

"Send you back to sleep."

She shook her head.

"Go on the swing."

"What are you doing on the swing at night? Are you not cold?"

"It's cold, but it's fun." She smiled at him charmingly, "Can you push me?"

He lowered his eyes to look at her for a moment, his eyes darkening.

So childish.

As he took off his coat and put it on her, he scolded her, "You're already a teacher, and that's all you need to be virtuous if you drink a little bit. Anyone can kidnap her and run away."

She shook her head sharply, "I won't go home with you."

Xi Mo looked at her leisurely, with a smile in his eyes, "Tell me, who will you follow if you don't come home with me?"

She suddenly froze, observing him blankly with her dark little eyes, like a baby looking at a stranger.

After looking at her for a long time, her clear eyes were filled with an innocent smile, "You seem to be alone."

"Yeah." His voice was low and hoarse, and he responded with compliments, "Who do you look like?"

"Like my deskmate." She pursed her lips, "He looks similar, but he's a little shorter than you."

He flicked her eyebrows with his finger and said, "You turned into a little fool when you were drunk."

"How is your deskmate?" he asked.

"He's so good. He's a great player and can turn pens. I've been learning for a long time but I just can't learn it. Maybe it's because my fingers aren't as long as his." She paused and looked bleak, "But sometimes he can be very bad, obviously. He was even better than me, but he pretended to be a scumbag and asked me to teach him math and stole my No. 1 spot. He also had a bad temper and was cruel to me."

"When did I kill you?"

"I was violent twice, once in the office and once in the library."

Xi Mo was silent for a moment and then said, "I wasn't sensible before."

"now what?"

"Now," he looked at her delicate and beautiful face, his dark pupils smeared softly, and said in a low voice, "I can't bear to leave now."

When the little drunkard was satisfied, she patted the swing and said, "Swing quickly, I'm going to swing."

Xi Mo rocked her back and forth dozens of times. Seeing that she was as happy as a little fool, he helplessly acted like a robot that could only repeat movements.

After playing for a while, it was getting late, so he picked up the person who was still enjoying it.

"Time to sleep."

She struggled in his arms for a while and felt sleepy after hearing this. She yawned slightly and put her hands on his shoulders, "Okay."

Feeling her arms coming over, the man paused and walked back.

The room prepared by Luo Qingyu was in an excellent location, very quiet, and there were basically no people moving around.

When he put her down and was about to pull away, someone grabbed her by the corner of her clothes, "Where are you going?"

"Bring you some hangover soup."

"Oh." She let go, "Then come back quickly."

When Xi Mo came back with the soup, she was nowhere to be seen on the bed. His eyebrows skipped a beat. Where had she gone?

When he was about to go out to find someone, he heard a small sound coming from the bathroom.

Went to take a shower?

She is so drunk now that she is afraid of accidentally falling asleep when taking a bath, and afraid of falling if she takes a shower.

After thinking for a few seconds, he knocked on the bathroom door.

"How... do you want to wash it?"

No one answered him.

He pursed his thin lips tightly and tapped again, "Wen Hua."

"Huh?" came her soft and innocent voice, "I want to take a shower, I smell bad."

"Hey, I can't find how to put the water in this bathtub."

"Come in and help me."

Xi Mo pinched the bridge of his nose and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his chest, "Open your eyes and look carefully."

"I really can't find it." Her voice was a little anxious.

Xi Mo's heart sank, he closed his eyes and opened the door.

He reached the side of the bathtub by hearing. He turned his back on her and slowly opened a slit in his eyes to fill the bathtub with water.

"Turn it off yourself later."

"Oh, it turns out it's here, thank you."

The man's Adam's apple rolled, "Hurry up and don't fall asleep. I'll wait for you outside."

After leaving the bathroom, he watched the steaming bowl of hangover soup gradually cool down, and then went downstairs to bring her another bowl.

"I'm fine." A voice came from the bathroom.

"Well, come out and have some soup."

"I don't have any clothes to change, this dress is stained with the smell of alcohol."

"Wait."

Xi Mo called Yu Jinnan and asked him to send him clothes. Not long after the call was made, Wen Hua spoke again, "It's so cold. How long will it take? I want to sleep."

Autumn has arrived early, and the night is really cold. She has just taken a shower and is drunk. She wonders if she will catch a cold.

"There should be a bath towel inside. You wrap yourself into a rice dumpling and come out."

"Why do we have to make rice dumplings?" she wondered. "Wouldn't it be better to make them into glutinous rice balls? I like to eat glutinous rice balls."

"Then you wrap it into glutinous rice balls and come out."

"it is good!"

There was a rustling inside, and soon a white figure poked its head out of the bathroom door.

There are two long bath towels, one wrapped around the body and one draped over the shoulders. There is nothing about the body that should not be exposed.

"Come here." The man's low voice called her.

She walked over and sat by the bed, took the hangover soup from the man's hand, and drank it one sip after another.

Xi Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her, now he was obedient.

Because she had just taken a shower, her brows and eyes were still smeared with moisture, and her face was as pink as a peeled egg.

After drinking the soup, her bright eyes slightly curved, "Drink it!"

"Well, that's great." The man praised softly.

"Drying your hair?"

"it is good."

After taking a shower and blow-drying her hair, she felt so comfortable and lazily that she thanked her softly: "Thank you."

Xi Mo chuckled helplessly.

Pretty polite.

She looked at the curve of the corner of his mouth, suddenly came closer, and said mysteriously: "Guess what I am?"

As he spoke, his eyes were bright, and his slender hands slowly opened the bath towel...

Xi Motong paused and stretched out his hand to stop her.

"You don't want to know?"

The sweet smell is vague, accompanied by body temperature.

His throat tightened and his voice was unclear, "I want to."

"but not now."

"You can't even guess this, idiot. I belong to Wen Hua stuffing."

Someone knocked on the door.

Xi Mo stood up and opened the door a crack, and Yu Jinnan handed over the gift bag.

When Xi Mo was about to close the door, he quickly said, "Do you still... want this key card?"

Someone stared at the room card for two seconds and then took it.

Throwing the gift bag on the bed, he told Wen Hua, "Change your clothes and go to bed. I'm leaving."

"Don't go."

(End of this chapter)