Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

She's still regretting mentioning it.

If I had known, I shouldn't have drunk that glass of wine.

Take a sip and forget it.

Why did you do it foolishly.

"Are you okay?" Sheng Xia thinks that according to her vigilance, she shouldn't drink at Yan's house.

Besides, she doesn't drink well.

How can you let such a dangerous situation happen? Once you get drunk, you really let people do whatever they want.

Zhining sat on the sofa with a weak voice, "it's all right, just have a sleep. Xia Xia, I know what you're worried about, and so am I. But when I woke up, I was well dressed and fine. "

"That's good." Sheng Xia talked a few words and hung up because it was too late.

Put down her cell phone and Zhining went into the bathroom.

I took a bath and felt comfortable.

There is no trace of Mu Shaoyan in the bedroom, and I don't know if he has come back. Zhining plans to wait for him downstairs.

She will know as soon as he comes back.

In such a large living room, she was the only one sitting alone on the sofa, turned on the phone and changed several stations. They were all boring TV dramas and forced giggling variety shows.

She turned off the TV impatiently.

Holding his knees, his chin against his knees, he stared at the direction of the door.

When will the benefactor come back?

Where did he go?

Will you come back tonight?

After midnight.

Little by little, Zhining, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly heard a burst of footsteps.

She braced herself and opened her eyes.

At first glance, he saw a very handsome man holding the drunken Mu Shaoyan coming in from the door.

His shirt, with its collar wide open, revealed his well-defined chest. He couldn't straighten up. He was supported by a tall man and walked slowly.

Jumping off the sofa, before her numb legs could take a step, Zhining suddenly knelt on the carpet.

This kneeling attracted the attention of Chu city.

He nodded politely, "is that Miss Zhining?"

"Hello, I'm Zhining."

Chu Cheng smiled, "can you trouble Miss Zhining to do me a favor?"

"You said."

"Cook him a bowl of Jiejiu soup."

"OK, no problem."

Chu Cheng was about to leave with Mu Shaoyan. Suddenly he remembered something and stopped, "by the way, where is Shaoyan's bedroom?"

"It's the third room on the right of the second floor."

"Thank you."

Zhining rubbed her numb legs, supported the tea table with one hand, and stood up hard, "you're welcome."

Hurried to the kitchen, she checked the Internet to find out the practice of wine and soup.

He began to beat drums.

While playing drums, he remembered Mu Shaoyan in the bedroom.

Turning the fire down, she ran out of the kitchen and went straight upstairs to the bedroom.

The half closed bedroom door can see the scene inside. Mu Shaoyan lies in a big font.

The man who sent him back answered the phone with a magnetic and gentle voice. Occasionally, when he spoke, he turned his side face and looked incredibly gentle.

"Just sent the rice ball back to Taohuayuan... Drunk and unconscious... Don't worry, someone will take care of him..."

"If you rest early, I'll go back in a minute."

"Obedient, huh?"

Yu Guang saw Zhining standing at the door and afraid to come in. Chu Cheng said something to little glutinous rice and hung up the phone.

"Miss Zhining, please come in."

He smiled gently, his eyes were clear, and with kindness, Zhining suddenly became less nervous and pushed the door in.

"No, thank you for sending Shaoyan back. It's really troublesome for you."

She said and bowed very seriously.