Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 348

"I can't do it, I'm so dizzy, I should go home." The drunk Song Zhiwei said with a smile. Soft, just fall to one side.

Zhanye grabbed her arm and held her steady.

"Hehe, I'm sorry, I didn't stand firm just now." Song Zhiwei smiled, her fair face was now as red as an apple, and her eyes became hazy because of drunkenness. film.

But she is a person who won't go crazy when she is drunk, so she is still a little rational at this time, knowing that she should go home.

But Zhan Ye held her back and said, "I can't drive you after drinking, and I don't feel relieved to let you go home alone if you drink too much. You can rest at my house for a while, and go back when you wake up." .”

Song Zhiwei also understood that it was a bit dangerous to go home alone in her state, so she accepted Zhan Ye's "good intentions".

Zhan Ye poured her a glass of water and told her to "sober up".

After Song Zhiwei drank it, she felt that her throat was not so dry, so she couldn't help saying, "Thank you."

Zhan Ye let her sit on the sofa to rest for a while, and then went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Song Zhiwei leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest, her mind was like a paste, not only her thinking became more and more lax, but also the feeling of fatigue was overwhelming.

She couldn't help but yawned several times, tilted her head, and fell asleep.

When Zhan Ye came out of the kitchen, he saw Song Zhiwei "asleep".

He walked over and looked down at her peaceful sleeping face, with a slight curve on the corners of her thin lips.

"Zhiwei?" He called her name, but naturally there was no response.

He sat beside her, his knuckle fingers slowly climbed up her pink face, and his fingertips gently stroked her silky smooth skin.

What a heartless woman, she fell asleep like this, she was really defenseless against him.

Under the influence of drugs and alcohol, Song Zhiwei had already fallen into a deep sleep, and she didn't even notice Zhan Ye touching her cheek.

It was the first time to observe her at such a close distance, and Zhanye had to admit that Song Zhiwei did have an inexplicable charm, which was why he was able to attract Wei Xuan and him.

He leaned close to her hair and took a sip of the fragrance of her hair. The fragrance seemed to enter his limbs and bones along with his blood, and his spirit was shaken.

The thin lips moved from her hair to behind her ears, and then to her fair and pink cheeks.

The scent lingering at the tip of his nose made him want to move, no longer suppressing his inner thoughts, he directly printed his lips on it.

In her sleep, Song Zhiwei felt her face itchy, as if a mosquito had landed on it. She wanted to wave her hand away, but her body was weak, and she only moved her hand slightly.

Zhan Ye didn't drug her, so she is just drunk now, he can't do too much, or he will wake her up.

Forcibly suppressing the desire to continue kissing her, Zhanye slowly picked up Song Zhiwei and walked into the room.

Rhubarb had already fallen asleep in the nest, and just took a look at his master's actions before continuing to curl up in a ball to sleep.

Holding Song Zhiwei into the room, Zhan Ye gently placed her on the bed, and then covered her with a quilt.

It was almost 11 o'clock at this time, according to the usual practice, Wei Xuan would talk to Song Zhiwei on the phone before going to bed.

But he made several phone calls, but Song Zhiwei didn't answer them, wondering if he was taking a shower.

He sat in a chair and watched today's political news while waiting for Song Zhiwei to call back.

But after half an hour, she still didn't reply.

Wei Xuan knew Song Zhiwei's bath time, and also knew that she would not even turn off her mobile phone to silent at night, because the hospital might call her in the middle of the night at any time.

So the situation at this time is not normal.

After thinking about it, he immediately asked his subordinates to check Song Zhiwei's location, and the subordinates gave him an address.

Wei Xuan immediately became vigilant, because this address was unfamiliar to him, and Song Zhiwei definitely had no friends living here.

Just when he was about to ask his subordinates to find someone there, a call from "Song Zhiwei" came in.

Wei Xuan hung up the call with his subordinate, and answered the call from "Song Zhiwei".

However, it wasn't Song Zhiwei's voice that came from the other end of the phone, but Zhan Ye.

"There is a positioning device in the phone, you should have found my address." Zhan Ye chuckled, and said straight to the point.

Wei Xuan stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the ground, "Zhanye! Is she with you?"

"Yes." Zhan Ye's voice was slightly frivolous, "But don't worry, she's just sleeping on my bed."

Wei Xuan's eyes burst out with strong hostility instantly, and the anger lingered on his face, "What did you do to her?"

"I didn't do anything, do you believe it?" Zhan Ye chuckled.

At this time, Wei Xuan was out of town, and it would take four or five hours to drive back even now, so he immediately decided to ask his subordinates to go to Zhan Ye's house to take Song Zhiwei away!

But Zhanye also guessed his possible behavior, so he reminded: "If you call your subordinates, and they see your wife sleeping in my house drunk, guess what they will think? Will it affect Song Zhiwei's reputation? "

Zhan Ye's words made Wei Xuan's footsteps towards the door abruptly stop.

Just at this time, Song Zhiwei woke up from a nap.

Zhan Ye immediately noticed that she was awake, a meaningful smile was drawn on the corner of his lips, and he said to Wei Xuan on the other end of the phone: "She is awake, you can talk for yourself."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the bed and handed the phone to Song Zhiwei, "Wei Xuan's phone."

Hearing the word Wei Xuan, Song Zhiwei's still not so clear mind was frightened awake.

She stammered and asked Zhanye in a low voice, "He knows I'm with you?"

Zhanye said apologetically, "He made a lot of phone calls. I was afraid that he was worried about you, so I answered it. But he seems to have misunderstood something."

Song Zhiwei immediately took the phone, and hurriedly wanted to explain: "Wei Xuan, don't be angry, I'll—"

"Go home immediately." Wei Xuan's voice sounded full of anger, even through the phone, Song Zhiwei could imagine how angry he was.

"Okay, I'll go home right away." Song Zhiwei lifted the quilt as she spoke, wanting to get out of bed.

But she got up too hastily, and the alcohol was not completely over, so she fell to the ground all of a sudden.

She let out a cry of pain, and Zhanye immediately pulled her up, "Are you all right?"

Song Zhiwei shook her head, and hurriedly said to Wei Xuan who asked about her situation on the phone: "It's okay, my feet are just weak and I slipped."

Hearing this, although Wei Xuan believed that with Song Zhiwei's character, it was impossible for him to have anything to do with Zhanye, he still asked with anger, "Did you do anything?"

(End of this chapter)