Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 881 Sweet Hangover Soup
She knew that Lu Qianchen was drunk tonight, and she also saw his seemingly uncontrollable emotions, but since when, she felt that something between them seemed to be quietly going away...

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Lu Qianchen woke up in the morning when the sunlight outside the window pierced his eyelids.

He had a severe headache, reached out and rubbed his temples, then turned around, wanting to hug the woman beside him.

But after groping for a long time, the bedside was empty and cold.

Lu Qianchen came back to his senses suddenly, and realized that Xia Weiran hadn't been here all night with such a cold bedding?
He propped himself up with his hands, leaned on the bed and thought for a long time, he was drunk last night, as if the driver took him home, he remembered the slow anger in his chest, this anger is still there Running in his blood.

However, when he was drunk, did he lose his temper with her when he got home, did he yell at her, did he hit her?

He turned his head and looked at her pillow. On the white soft pillowcase, there was a place that was dry and hard, so he touched it subconsciously, like tears soaked.

Lu Qianchen's heart twitched. Last night, she cried... What did he really do to her to make her cry?

Lu Qianchen was very uneasy. He had been patient and patient, going out to drink and not going home, because he was afraid of hurting her, but in the end, he still couldn't control it...

In fact, a smart man will not lose his temper with a woman, because when you lose your temper with your woman, you will have to apologize in a short while. The bigger the temper, the greater the price you will pay, Lu Qianchen I have known this truth for a long time.

But this time, he didn't know what he did or said, even if he apologized, he couldn't find the source.

Lu Qianchen looked at his scattered clothes on the ground, as well as her pajamas, as if they were torn apart by a force. Thinking that he seemed to be strong on her last night, he pulled his hair irritably, and lowered his head. He cursed aloud.

He lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed when he saw the bedroom door was opened.

A goose-yellow figure quietly closed the door, holding a bowl of steaming food in her hand, her expression was peaceful, she turned her head and saw Lu Qianchen sitting on the bed, Xia Weiran was taken aback for a moment, then said lightly He said, "Are you awake? Is your head still hurting?"

Lu Qianchen was taken aback, his eyes stayed on Xia Weilan's body, watching her slowly walking towards the bed, then put the bowl in his hand on the bedside table, turned around and picked up the clothes on the floor, and threw them on the bamboo floor. In the basket, when the floor was clean, he sat on the edge of the bed and smiled at Lu Qianchen.

The whole movement was soft and smooth, without the slightest hint of anger.

Especially the last smile made Lu Qianchen feel flattered.

Xia Weilan looked at him in a daze, thinking that he hadn't sobered up yet, so she pursed her lips, picked up the bowl on the bedside table, and said softly, "Lu Qianchen, you drank too much last night, when you got home... ...Well...you drink this bowl of hangover soup first, and then sleep for a while."

Lu Qianchen looked at Xia Weiran motionlessly, and saw her soft expression, with a slight smile on her lips and teeth. The feeling was both serene and beautiful. His sleepy eyes immediately became radiant, like the bright sunlight outside the window, dazzling brilliantly. the whole room.

He took the hangover soup with trembling hands, gulped it down without saying a word, until the smell of the medicine rushed into his throat, he realized that it was really bitter, but the corners of his lips were very sweet laughed.

(End of this chapter)