My Supermodel Wife

Standing in place, Merry looked at the stuffed rabbits and couldn't help but see all of them.

In the past, her brother would buy her a lot of stuffed rabbits.

Unexpectedly, they turned out to be both in love!

Chris. "..."

Merry stood in front of the window and played with it for a long time, then she walked towards the dressing room with a little rabbit in her arms.

Her expression gradually became serious, and she didn't know if there were any women's clothes in the dressing room.

What if it's true?

Merry always remembers that she wants to destroy the relationship between Chris and his future wife.

She pressed her little mouth and walked into the dressing room, holding the little rabbit tightly and covering half of her face.

Just as she approached, she heard footsteps coming from the door.

The little girl suddenly felt a sense of tension with a guilty conscience, looked around, turned and ran to the big bed, then jumped up with the rabbit in her arms.

She had to pretend to sleep!

Merry leaned against the bed, hiding her face behind the rabbit doll, her little body curled into a ball.

At this time, Chris came slowly to the bed, staring at her tight little legs, even the cartoon pattern on her socks looks cute.

He narrowed his eyes, the corners of his mouth smiled even deeper, and he walked forward and put one hand on the bed, asking in amusement. "Are you asleep?"

Merry nodded. "Hmm!"

When the words came out, Chris clearly noticed that the little girl's entire body was shaking.

Maybe the adrenaline from almost being caught made her unable to calm down.

"Come on, wake up now. Didn't you say you wanted to drink? Let's see which bottle you want."

Chris pulled the rabbit out of her arms, and the little girl's face immediately appeared before his eyes.

Merry got up in despair, put on her sandals and followed Chris. When she saw him put the stuffed rabbit back into their place again, she asked curiously. "Brother, do you like rabbits too?"

Chris glanced at her briefly, he didn't speak.

He didn't like this kind of girly chirping!

He brought it home from work, and because Merry liked it, he bought a lot.

Later, this was seen by Jean and Lilia, and he felt that his handsome and cold image was damaged. Therefore, all the dolls were moved back with him.

... 

After a while, Chris took Merry to the semi-underground wine cellar.

He had many bottles of wine, but he usually only had an occasional drink.

After descending the stairs, Chris walked over to the wine cabinet, opened the glass door, and pulled out a bottle of Baileys liquor. "Wanna try this one?"

Looks like he will like the taste of this alcohol.

Merry chuckled and immediately hugged the bottle. "Sure!"

"Have you ever been drunk before?"

A dangerous dark light flashed in Chris' eyes, squinting at the movement of Merry embracing the bottle.

Hearing this, the little girl replied without further ado. "I've been drunk with Anna many times!"

Huh?!

Anna again!

Should he call Glen and let him take care of Anna?!

Chris licked his lips a little ominously, suppressing the urge to call Glen right away, and led the little girl back into the living room.

Ten minutes later, the courier came to deliver the pizza and some snacks.

Chris took Merry and sat on the sofa in the living room. He crouched down by the table and opened the pizza box. Then he took out the plates of snacks one by one. The table was full of food, which made them impatient to move their fingers.

Chris was busy arranging and Merry busy watching.

At this time, Merry was sitting obediently not far from Chris, staying focused.

Until all the food was prepared, she muttered to herself, "Brother, where did you go today?"

Chris picked up a slice of pizza and handed it to her, saying deeply, "Dealing with a little… personal business!"

"Oh!"

Merry took a bite of the pizza while her mind was wandering somewhere.

Dealing with a personal matter, was it the kind of personal matter that he couldn't tell her?

Was it related to his future wife?!

Merry calmly glanced at Chris, strange emotions welling up in her heart.

The little girl was still very new to her own feelings, and she had no idea that "liking" this kind of thing was such a torture.

She felt nauseous.

After eating a few bites of pizza, Merry put it back on the plate, then took the bottle of Baileys and poured herself a glass.

At this moment, Chris was busy with his own thoughts.

As long as the girl was by his side, he didn't have to worry about Merry.

But... When he finished eating half of his pizza, he looked at Merry and he found that the little girl was already holding her glass and drinking the wine.

Although this is a sweet liquor, it also contains quite a bit of alcohol.

He held the bottle suspiciously and shook it, then found that she had emptied halfway down!

"Merry, that's enough!"

Chris raised his eyebrows and exclaimed in a serious tone.

Don't let this girl drink carelessly!

At this moment, Merry raised his head drunkenly, and smirked. "What? What are you talking about? Not loud enough!"

Chris. "..."

Damn you, Anna! You ruined my little girl!

Chris wiped his hands with a tissue, got up and grabbed the glass in Merry's hand, then whispered in annoyance, "Don't drink anymore!"

Merry blinked innocently, looked down at her fingers, and muttered, "Where's my glass?"

Fuck it!

In this life, he would never let her drink anymore!

Chris drank the rest of the alcohol in the glass, saw the bottle on the table, got up and planned to take it to the kitchen and throw it away. 

Under the influence of alcohol, Merry, who had been tormented by those strange emotions for the past two days, suddenly wanted to drown herself in love!

She saw Chris' figure, and suddenly slapped her little hand on the sofa. "Chris Hartanto, stop right there!"

Chris then stopped abruptly.

He carried the bottle in his hand and turned around weakly. "What did you call me?"

Merry snorted, stood on the sofa, stumbled over to him, and grabbed the collar of his shirt without feeling guilty. ".... Don't go."

The little girl was dragged, Chris noticed her behavior, and let her drag himself back to the couch.

Merry pushed him hard, forcing Chris to sit down.

She shook her head trying to regain her consciousness, then leaned forward and leaned back on the couch.

At this time, Chris watched this scene leisurely, raised his eyebrows, and waited for the girl to continue playing.

Merry looked at Chris, and various complex emotions appeared on her drunken face from time to time.

In the end, her mouth narrowed, and she muttered quietly, "Brother, don't marry someone else, okay?"

Chris's heart suddenly became hot.

He threw away the bottle in his hand, raised his hand to caress her warm cheek, and asked in a teasing tone, "Why don't you want me to get married?"

Merry answered honestly with a little frustration. "Because…. Because I didn't want you to be with someone else."

"You don't want me to be with someone else?" Chris squeezed her face. 

"Merry, this excuse is not enough!"