when you are drunk

Chapter 179. 184. Never leave
Frost today.

Gu Qingcen slept until noon the next day before barely waking up.

She glanced at the bedroom mirror.

Yoyo let out a sigh.

Followed by another low sigh.

The beauty buried her head in the quilt resentfully, and said nothing sullenly.

At that time, there was a knock on the bedroom door, only three knocks.

After a pause, the man opened the door and entered.

"baby--"

What greeted him was a fluffy pillow that flew over.

He didn't even touch his feet, and fell straight to the floor next to the bed.

Mu Linzhi chuckled leisurely, walked to the bedside calmly, picked up the small pillow, and dusted it twice.

His tone was melodious, and a doting smile overflowed from his lips.

"Hey, at this time, we should have breakfast and lunch together."

Qing Cen showed her small head sullenly, hiding under the blanket like a cat.

Her cheeks were slightly red, her black hair was a little messy, her red lips were slightly parted, and she was slightly annoyed, "You don't listen to me at all!"

Mu Linzhi leaned closer, stroking the ends of her hair with his slender fingers, comforting her with care like a pet.

"Honey, I'm a normal man..."

Qing Cen bit her lips displeased, "Mr. Mu, as a man, he should know how to repent."

The man's throat moved slightly inadvertently, and his voice softened.

"Okay, I'll change it, I'll change it. I'll listen to you from now on, okay?"

Mu Linzhi has a face that turns his soul upside down. He has a strong and domineering character and means, but he also coaxes his wife like this today.

"Then do you want to eat now, I will bring it in?"

Qing Cen gripped the quilt tightly, sat up straight, "Take it in and have a look, if it doesn't taste good, don't eat it."

"Okay, okay." Mu Linzhi carried a five-story dining car from outside the bedroom.

"Cough, I don't like preserved eggs." Qing Cen cleared his throat, and the sound of waking up gradually faded.

The man neatly put the preserved egg and lean pork porridge on the last layer.

How could he remember, when he first met her.

She also said that she has no prejudice against the taste of any food.

Preserved eggs were discriminated against so quickly.

"Okay, I won't eat it from now on." Mu Linzhi rolled his eyes and spoke in a calm and peaceful tone.

She glanced at the dining car, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she pointed, "I want that, Pear Blossom Crisp, Purple Potato Chicken and Rice Congee."

She didn't know that her actions and demeanor were as innocent as a child in the eyes of a man.

The man's starry eyes, which were as clear as a pool of water, suddenly sparkled, and his gentle voice was like wind passing through the screen window.

"Baby, be careful of the heat." He carried it to the bed, carefully sliding the heat away with a spoon.

Qingcen was wrapped tightly in the quilt, unable to stretch out his hand, he brought it to her lips bit by bit.

After a while, it was almost afternoon after eating.

Qing Cen glanced at the mess on the ground sullenly, closed his eyes and hummed, "I want new clothes."

"Okay, buy a few more sets this time." The man's tone was melodious and slow.

He dialed Shen Zhou's phone number, "Shen Zhou, send some sets of women's clothing to Biyan Villa."

He hung up the phone only to see the beauty's almond eyes.

The man approached her, and slowly hugged him and the quilt into his arms.

His voice was low and deep like a mountain and river.

"Honey—I can't live without you, and never will."

(End of this chapter)