My wife is very drunk

Chapter 909 Make up for him early in the morning
Because she loves her so much, she is willing to accept a man with so many shortcomings.

Regardless of his poverty or illness, she loved him.

These words really pleased Wei Xiao extremely.

What makes him happier than drunk Ai Ai whispering in his ear, saying that he loves him.

He hugged Drunk Ai Ai, ended the meal hastily, and returned to the room with Drunk Ai Ai in his arms.

The little entanglement in their hearts was erased happily.

In the bedroom, the soft lights filled the whole room, the warm and sweet atmosphere made the room heat up rapidly, and the air was filled with a strong smell of love.

A pair of people who got along as well as before, entangled to death...

Wei Xiao held Drunk Ai Ai in his arms all night, like glue, Drunk Ai Ai was also extremely gentle, so happy that Wei Xiao simply didn't know what was going on.

He even wondered if he was a ghost last night, and he was willing to leave his drunk Ai Ai behind and sleep in a separate room with the quilt in his arms.

The person who did such a stupid thing must not be himself.

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When Wei Xiao woke up in the morning, he felt refreshed, even the sunlight outside looked exceptionally bright.

If you are really in a good mood, everything is pleasing to the eye.

The messy bed sheets and the rich and luxurious atmosphere in the room all reminded how capable he was last night, until his little woman turned into a puddle of spring water under his body.

There was a satisfied smile on Wei Xiao's lips, and in his eyes, there was a noble elegance that overwhelmed all living beings.

He casually tied a bath towel around his waist, and he went into the bathroom to wash up.

After washing and coming out, he realized that since he opened his eyes, he hadn't seen Zui Ai.

Wei Xiao was wearing a bathrobe, standing outside the door, and asked a servant not far away who was doing daily cleaning and nursing: "Where's the wife?"

"Madam is making soup in the kitchen." The servant replied respectfully.

Wei Xiao waved his hand, signaling him to do what he should do, and he went downstairs with a generous expression.

When he went downstairs, he was still wondering.

Ai Ai made dinner for herself last night, why did she get up and make breakfast again this morning?
Occasionally cooking a meal for a loved one is fun, and doing it every day is the rhythm of becoming a yellow-faced woman.

He couldn't bear his own woman to become a yellow-faced woman.

But think about it, the servant just said that Ai Ai is making soup in the kitchen?
Wei Xiao rubbed his chin, but he couldn't help but secretly thought, could it be that he worked too hard last night, and Ai Ai felt sorry for his body, afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so, early in the morning, he wanted to give him supplements?

Wei Xiao entered the kitchen.

The kitchen in his house is extremely spacious. After all, there are chefs from the eight major cuisines. If the kitchen is not spacious enough, how can these chefs turn around.

In front of the steaming stove, really drunk Ai Ai is wearing a white apron and cooking soup in the kitchen.

That delicate little figure looks so pleasing to the eye.

Wei Xiao watched and sniffled involuntarily.

The smell of that soup is not very pleasant.

But now, Wei Xiao doesn't mind the smell of the soup.

My own woman, thinking about getting up early in the morning to make soup for myself, so that I can make up for it, how can I think it smells bad?

He walked over, hugged Drunk Ai Ai's waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Early in the morning, I was making soup."

Apparently Zui Ai was concentrating, and was startled by his sudden behavior.

Seeing that it was him, she said: "That's right, the ingredients that were delivered early this morning, I will prepare them quickly while they are fresh."

(End of this chapter)