Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 699 Can You Remember

So many people were together today, yet Pei Zhihan didn't come back.

What a disappointment.

After thinking about it, Hong Jiaqi poured herself another glass of wine. Because she was drunk, she couldn't even hold the jug firmly, and it fell on the table upside down.

Leng Huang took her wine glass helplessly, "Don't drink it."

"I want to drink, I'm happy today, happy." Hong Jiaqi shook the wine glass in her hand, "Come on, you can drink two more glasses with me. I'm really happy that you can come. Those who don't drink are bastards."

Leng Huang's flushed cheeks after drunkenness were as delicate and beautiful as a flower, and he was a little helpless, "Even if I am a bastard, I can't let you drink anymore." Holding Hong Jiaqi by the waist, Leng Huang went upstairs.

Ling Ya, who was watching from behind, felt a little uncomfortable. How could he be so close to women other than her?Although they are friends, this is too close.

Leng Shuangruo immediately hugged Ling Ya beside her, "I'll tell you a little secret. Hush"

Ling Ya looked at the drunk Leng Shuangruo in surprise, "What secret?"

"My brother liked Jiaqi once. Haha"

Ling Ya felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Did Leng Huang like Sister Jiaqi?

Aren't they just friends?
"Shuangruo, you're really drunk." Luo Qixian hurriedly helped her to the sofa, and found that a drunk woman was really hard to resist, and now she grabbed her ears again, "Luo Jixiang, if you dare to forgive me in the future, I will castrate you. Haha"

Luo Qixian said to himself, "Eunuch me, let's see your next life. What about Fu?"

upstairs
Leng Huang gently put Hong Jiaqi on the bed and was about to leave, but Hong Jiaqi reached out and grabbed him, "Zhihan, please don't leave, Zhihan..."

Leng Huang looked back at the woman who was lying on the big bed talking to herself, and gently pulled her hand away, "Jiaqi."

"Are we getting married, okay? Zhihan..." Hong Jiaqi's mouth curved into a smile, "You said that you still let me be your bride, do you remember?"

Hong Jiaqi took his hand and put it on her chest, looking very precious, as if she was talking drunk.

"you're drunk."

"..."

Leng Huang withdrew his hand, and when he got up to leave, he unexpectedly saw Pei Zhihan standing at the door, "You're back."

Pei Zhihan roughly tore off the tie around his neck, threw it aside, and walked towards Hong Jiaqi beside the bed with a cold face.

Leng Huang thought that Hong Jiaqi was being taken care of, so he left the room.

It's just that when they got downstairs, they unexpectedly found that Ling Ya was gone. After asking Ah Qing, they found out that Ling Ya left first, while Leng Shuangruo and Luo Qixian were still in the living room.

How did she go alone?

Thinking about it, Leng Huang hurriedly chased him out.

In the room, Pei Zhihan was sitting on the sofa, looking angrily at Hong Jiaqi who was lying on the bed, what did he hear at the door just now, she was going to be Leng Huang's bride?
Who does this woman really love in her heart?

It was so pissed off.Pei Zhihan really wanted to grab that woman from the bed right now, hang her up and torture her.

He is really sick today, why should he go out to eat, his wife is about to be kidnapped.

"The cold, the cold"

"The Cold"

"Zhihan, let's get a divorce..."

Hearing this, Pei Zhihan became even more angry. He stared coldly at the woman on the bed. She was laughing, but she was actually laughing. Damn woman.

Pei Zhihan secretly clenched his fists.

"Then, and then we are getting married, so... then, we can... have a wedding with Shuang Ruo, Leng Huang and the others. Haha"

When Pei Zhihan heard this, he understood everything. He couldn't help but let go of his clenched fist, and looked at her speechlessly. She is probably the only one in this world who can arouse all his anger with a single word. .

"Silly woman, don't drink if you don't know how to drink?"

She was drunk, but he was also mad.

Really.

Hong Jiaqi suddenly "vomited" and threw up on the ground. Pei Zhihan quickly got up and went to help, "How is it, is it uncomfortable?"

Hong Jiaqi vomited, feeling extremely uncomfortable in her stomach, tears came down as she vomited.

"Let's see if you dare to drink next time." Pei Zhihan said angrily while patting her on the back.

After Hong Jiaqi vomited, she felt much better. Now she wiped her mouth with the tissue in Pei Zhihan's hand, and lay down on the boat again. Her stomach was finally empty, and she felt much better.

Pei Zhihan turned around and went to the bathroom, ready to come over with a towel to wipe her off, but the unpleasant smell all over the room was really uncomfortable, so he went to open the window, and when he came back, he carried her directly to the bathroom and took a shower by himself. By the way, I helped her wash it too.

Who made her vomit the smell all over her body?

"Divorce, and then get married? I really can't figure it out." When Hong Jiaqi was placed on the clean bed, Pei Zhihan was a little speechless, "I haven't forgotten the wedding that should be given to you."

It's just that she didn't expect her to be so impatient.

This kind of blind idea has come out.

What a silly woman.

Pei Zhihan's heart ached enough just thinking about it, at this moment, his fingers were gently stroking her fair cheeks, people who obviously didn't like drinking very much in the past, drink so much today, even a fool can guess, "Don't let me know who made you drink. "

Hong Jiaqi closed her eyes, pulled Pei Zhihan beside him, opened his arms, leaned into his arms, and fell asleep soundly.

Seeing her like this, Pei Zhihan was about to go to bed.

The next day

After Hong Jiaqi woke up, she really had a severe headache. Pei Zhihan made her a hangover and nourishing stomach soup, and Ah Qing asked her to drink it before letting her go downstairs.

In the living room, seeing Pei Zhihan sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, Hong Jiaqi felt a little embarrassed when she thought of her absurd self last night, "When did you come back last night?"

Pei Zhihan raised his eyes buried in the newspaper, "Do you still need to know?" He thought this woman would wait for him to come back, but it turned out that he took care of her all night.

"I'm sorry, I was drunk last night." Otherwise, she would definitely wait for him to come home.

"Does your head still hurt?" Pei Zhihan looked down at the newspaper.

Hong Jiaqi touched her head and walked over, "It's much better, thank you for the soup."

"Next time I'm going to get drunk again, at least recognize the person before I speak." Pei Zhihan put down the newspaper in his hand, and spoke sternly.

Hong Jiaqi was confused, "What do you mean?" What does it mean to recognize someone clearly before speaking? "Did I do anything last night?"

"Think about it." Pei Zhihan reached out to take the milk handed over by Ah Qing, "It's best if you can think about it."

Seeing her holding Leng Huang's hand last night and saying that she wanted to be your bride, he almost misunderstood him. He felt that it was necessary for her to reflect on her mistakes.

Hong Jiaqi scratched her head and thought about it carefully for a long time, but she couldn't think of anything, so she smiled flatteringly at Pei Zhihan, "Zhihan, just tell me."

Pei Zhihan really didn't want to tell her about the troubles between her and Leng Huang last night, "If you can't remember it, forget it."

(End of this chapter)