My wife is squeamish

Chapter 328 Drunkard

I thought that if she was drunk, it would be a noisy night.

But in fact it didn't. Apart from asking him to sleep in his arms all the time, everything else was fine.

This was the thought of the palace battle in the first half of the night.

In the middle of the night, An Zhi got up as if a switch had been pressed, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to sing.

It stands to reason that if you play the piano so well, you should know the rhythm very well.

But she is tone deaf.

It made her magic voice fill her ears, which was very scary.

Gong Zhan couldn't help it, and covered her mouth with his hand, "Okay, let's stop singing, it's time for us to sleep."

An Zhi shook his head, with an innocent expression on his face, "Well, no, I won't sing anymore."

"Yes, stop singing, dear, let's sleep."

Hearing that she would stop singing, Gong Zhan heaved a sigh of relief and helped her to lie down.

Just as An Zhi's head touched the pillow, he sat up suddenly and began to unbutton his clothes, "Yes, it's a little hot."

"Don't make trouble."

Gong Zhan held her down, snatched the buttons of her clothes, and wanted to fasten them back.

As soon as the buttons were fastened, she began to sing.

If she was not allowed to sing, she said she was hot and wanted to get up, but couldn't hold the button.

Pressing her down and not letting her get up, she kicked desperately, kicking Gong Zhan's stomach with one foot.

Very violent! ! !

……

Throughout the second half of the night, Gong Zhan didn't sleep.

Until dawn, An Zhi was also tired from tossing around, so she fell asleep.

He was relieved.

Dragging his exhausted body, he went downstairs.

The house has been tidied up.

When Bai Chi saw him, he hurried up to meet him, "Master."

"Let the kitchen stew some soup, serve it first, and cook the hangover tea in the afternoon." Gong Zhan rubbed the space between his brows.

"The soup has been stewed. It's chicken soup. You can see it."

"can."

Gong Zhan nodded, went to the dining room, had breakfast, and went upstairs with chicken soup.

An Zhi's eyes were sleepy, he was fed chicken soup, sniffed, then fell back to sleep.

I didn't open my eyes from beginning to end.

The palace battle also did not sleep well all night.

Finally able to hug someone and sleep soundly.

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in the afternoon.

An Zhi woke up from the bed with a splitting headache and covered her head, feeling that her head was not her own.

"Wake up." Gong Zhan also sat up.

An Zhi turned around and lay on top of him, "Little brother, I have a headache."

"Is the wine good?" Gong Zhan frowned, and reached out to help her rub his hands, but his tone seemed to be settled after autumn.

An Zhi paused, and buried his head down, "...it's not good."

"It's not good, you got yourself drunk, tell my little brother, how much did you drink?"

Gong Zhan thought, she only had two cups at most.

An Zhi held up a finger, and buried his face in his chest, the burial was even deeper, and he almost had difficulty breathing.

"One cup? Just one cup and you're so drunk?" Gong Zhan hugged her, and the amount of alcohol was too low.

Silence for a while.

An Zhi looked up, "One bottle."

Gong Shao's eyebrows twitched, "Beer?"

"Red wine." An Zhi muttered softly.

"With a bottle of red wine, you can still get up and sing songs most of the night, that's amazing." Gong Zhan gritted his teeth and slapped her butt hard.

An Zhi bounced up, "Oh, I was wrong little brother."

Prompt apology, very cowardly.

Gong Zhan slapped again, "Apologizing is useful, do you know how much trouble you were able to do last night?"

"I didn't do anything, I just fell asleep." An Zhi retorted loudly, she really just slept, what did she do?

That's right, the drunk was so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing.

But still owe a lot.

This courage is too big.

(End of this chapter)