Reborn as a top-notch little wife

Half an hour later, a certain rookie finally couldn't help it and asked worriedly: "Zhong Jiamu, after I got drunk yesterday, did I do anything... uh, very unusual behavior?"

I heard that when a person is drunk, he will show a completely different personality from his usual one. According to this logic, wouldn't he want to transform into a royal sister?

Thinking of the scene where he was wearing leather boots and holding a soft whip, Xi Changchang shuddered and couldn't help but look at Zhong Jiamu up and down several times.

Hmm...Fortunately, I don't see any scars yet.

Feeling Xi Changchang's radar-like eyes, Zhong Jiamu didn't even raise his head, and answered perfunctorily: "No." He just chattered a lot about his life from the beginning to the present, and did not rush to the balcony to sing.

He just smiles when he doesn't see anyone. Although he doesn't drink well, his wine is pretty good.

"Really not?" Xi Changchang was very suspicious.

Zhong Jiamu finally looked up at her, half-smiling but not smiling: "Then what do you think you did?"

It's okay not to say it. His words immediately made Xi Changchang's face heat up quickly and turn red.

"No...no." Xi Changchang stuttered a little.

Zhong Jiamu didn't expose it, and kindly explained: "After you were drunk yesterday, you talked a lot of nonsense and fell asleep."

Nonsense? Xi Changchang raised his eyebrows, but in the end he chose to ignore it as usual.

But thinking about it, I do remember some of it. I talked a lot, but I have no memory of when I went back to my room to go to bed.

What Xi Changchang remembers most clearly is a dream he had last night.

In the dream, she actually time-traveled into a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old girl. She was the kind of beautiful woman who would be obsessed with him regardless of whether the leader, emperor, or killer looked at her.

On this day, she hid from her handsome father and handsome brother in the house, and went out to buy candied haws. While eating happily, she suddenly felt a little person underneath pulling her clothes. When she lowered her head, she saw that it was an eighty-nine-year-old man.

A little boy with a stinky face.

In line with the kind nature of the time-travelling girl, she lowered her head and smiled gently: "Little brother, why are you pulling me?"

The little boy raised his eyebrows, said nothing, and still looked at her with a disgusting look on his face.

Xi Changchang laughed for a long time, and the muscles on his face finally sagged under the contemptuous look of the little boy. The little boy finally spoke: "I want to go home with you."

Xi Changchang was speechless. Could this be the charm of a time-traveling girl who could win over everyone with a smile? She didn't even know how to dance in Latin dances of Tang poetry, Song lyrics, and popular songs, so someone was so devoted to her?!

The little boy's next dull narration instantly interrupted her narcissism: "I've been on the street for so long, and I've never seen anyone smile so idiotically."

Xi Changchang was furious and accused angrily: "Then why do you still want to go home with me?"

The little boy's eyes drooped, with a nonchalant look on his face: "Because you are an idiot and I am bored, so I just want to see how stupid a fool can be."

Xi Changchang was on the verge of going berserk. Looking at the serious kid, he was so angry that he was tongue-tied and speechless.

The little boy didn't realize it, or didn't take it to heart at all, and continued: "Since I have decided to follow you now, let's make a mark now to prevent you from stupidly following others in the future.

Walk."

Xi Changchang was so angry that he laughed back and glanced sideways until the kid on his chest was very contemptuous: "What mark do you want to give me?"

Could a little kid still be able to brand her with a pig iron?

"That's it." The kid chuckled and suddenly grew much taller, much taller than her. He reached out and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head...

Zhong Jiamu looked at Xi Changchang, whose face was red for no reason, and did not ask further questions. He just reminded him casually: "Can you make it to the afternoon class?"

Xi Changchang immediately screamed. In the morning, Zhong Jiamu called the company for her to ask for leave. If she was late in the afternoon, even if she was in her own company, she would probably have to pack up and go home. After all, her father would not let the company's employees take advantage of her.

Although it is his own company, Father Xi doesn't give him any face.

Xi Changchang quickly packed up her things and hurriedly ran out.

When I walked to the door, I remembered a very serious question: "Zhong Jiamu, will drinking red wine cause allergies?"

"Huh?" Zhong Jiamu had a rare expression of doubt on his face.

Xi Changchang was very troubled: "Why did I wake up today and feel that my mouth is red and swollen? Is it because my skin is allergic to red wine?"

Zhong Jiamu was stunned for a moment, and there was an inexplicable blush on his face and ears. After a while, he nodded stiffly.

That night, Xi Changchang bought a lot of allergy medicine and applied it on her mouth.

Zhong Jiamu sat on the side, watching TV seriously, peeking at it from time to time.

Xi Changchang accidentally caught his gaze and asked stupidly and innocently: "Is something wrong?"

Zhong Jiamu taught her like a wolf grandmother: "Since you are allergic to alcohol, don't drink outside in the future, so as not to scare others."

The tone is quite serious.

Xi Changchang also nodded seriously.

"I can only drink it at home from now on."

Xi Changchang nodded very silly and naively.

After a while, Zhong Jiamu went to take a bath. There was only Xi Changchang in the huge living room, and there was a fork. Xi Changchang ran over to tease it, but it turned out that this guy was invincible and cold and coquettish, completely ignoring Xi Changchang.

Just hide under the sofa and never come out.

It is said that the personality of a pet depends on its owner. Xi Changchang rolled his eyes. This is absolutely true.

Pushing open a door next to her, Xi Changchang was shocked when she walked into Zhong Jiamu's study. She saw that the bookshelves were filled with a dazzling array of books. How many books did she take, such as "Law" and "Law"...

After taking a few glances, I felt like I had a headache because I couldn't understand any of them.

Xi Changchang walked to the computer desk and saw a magazine called "Lawyers' Monthly" placed on it. The pale and cold face as cold as ice on the cover was none other than Zhong Jiamu.

Wearing a black suit, he looks dashing.

Opening the inner pages and reading the entire paper he wrote, Xi Changchang was even more stunned.

Although I had known that Zhong Jiamu was very powerful, I had not thought that he would reach such an extreme level.

Not only is he proficient in law, he is also so good-looking. Xi Changchang has to admit that Zhong Jiamu is indeed an invincible example of a good-looking academic master. What does that sentence mean?

"Those who are smarter than me are not as good-looking as me, and those who are better-looking than me are not as smart as me."

This is not who Zhong Jiamu is.

Xi Changchang leaned in front of his desk and sighed for a long time, and suddenly he was full of admiration for Zhong Jiamu.

After Zhong Jiamu took a shower, he wiped his hair with a white towel and came out. It was different from the usual cold air that was inaccessible. At this time, Zhong Jiamu, although he was tall, was still cold, and his eyes were like thin stars in the sky.

The cloud has no focus, but its whole body exudes a refreshing temperament like a cucumber, which makes people want to step forward and take a bite.

Xi Changchang watched intently, his heart couldn't help but move slightly, and his face even turned red.

I was eating an orange at that time, and as soon as I peeled it open, I stuffed the whole one into my mouth.

Zhong Jiamu looked at her in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Aren't you afraid of choking when you eat oranges like this?"

"Don't be afraid. When I eat oranges, I like to peel them off without peeling off the segments," Xi Changchang said solemnly, "and then eat the whole orange into my mouth in one bite, because it feels so good to eat like this!"

Zhong Jiamu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Then you will perform another one for me?"

"Haha——" The veins on Xi Changchang's forehead jumped, and he said with a smile, "I'm not a big-time singer, thank you!"

Zhong Jiamu looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "I think you look quite similar."

Xi Changchang: "......

Xi Changchang glanced sideways at Zhong Jiamu and ignored him.

Later, when Xi Changchang got to know him well, he discovered that although he looks good when driving, he looks good when wearing a suit, and he looks good in whatever he wears...

However, my personality is sometimes really intolerable.

Let's not talk about the cold and venomous tongue, but it's still mean, okay! What you say is to the point, it can instantly hurt people completely.

However, he is very kind-hearted and will give money to beggars whenever he sees them, no matter if they are liars or not... He will also feed the stray cats and dogs downstairs...

And every time Xi Changchang thinks about Zhong Jiamu's shortcomings, he can't stop laughing... He likes to collect cups, and he has been struggling to buy a cup for a year without making a decision...

"Do you want to watch TV?" Xi Changchang was startled when a cold fragrance came from beside her. She turned around and saw Zhong Jiamu sitting next to her, holding the remote control in his slender hand, flashing the

He looked at her intently with his ridiculously raised eyelashes. His facial features were gloomy and sinister, and his extraordinary heroic spirit was compelling.

Xi Changchang's heart moved and he looked unnatural. He nodded and said with a dry smile: "Okay, I haven't watched TV in hundreds of years."

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes to look at her and asked in slight surprise: "Don't you have a TV in your bedroom?"

"Yes, but I'm lazy," Xi Changchang said, "I usually just look at my phone."

After a few seconds, Zhong Jiamu turned on the TV.

Xi Changchang watched him adjust the rooftop channel for a long time, thinking that he was going to choose a TV series, variety show or something, but ended up stopping at Animal World, and heard him say that the only thing he liked to watch was Animal World...

Suddenly I felt tired and tired, so I took the towel Zhong Jiamu gave me and went to take a bath.

Pushing open the bathroom door, Xi Changchang was startled. There was a cool fragrance exuding in the mist of water. She looked at the sink next to her, where Zhong Jiamu's bath products were neatly placed.

She was a little curious about what kind of shower gel he used and why it smelled so good. Walking forward, she opened the bottle cap and smelled it, but found that it didn't smell like this.

After struggling in the bathroom for half an hour, Xi Changchang took a shower and put on Zhong Jiamu's big black T-shirt. She felt a little ashamed for some reason. She was silently glad that it wasn't a white shirt. Otherwise, she might be wearing a cup like her.

Like a washboard.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was still windy and rainy outside the window, with thunder and lightning.

Xi Changchang came out of the bathroom and saw Zhong Jiamu sitting on the sofa playing with the cat. His originally cold face was now smiling like autumn water and peach blossoms, and his eyes seemed to be shaking with a pool of warm lake water, which was the same as usual.

His stern and cold demeanor is completely different.

Zhong Jiamu inadvertently raised his eyelids and saw that Xi Changchang, who was wearing his black T-shirt, looked thinner than usual, with an unusually pink face. He seemed to be looking at himself, so he raised the corner of his mouth.

: "Have you seen enough?"

Xi Changchang was stunned for a moment, then when he realized what he was doing, his face turned from pink to pink, and he sweated all over his forehead, but he still said stubbornly: "Don't be ashamed, I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at the cat in your arms."

After a moment, she puffed up her chest and defended guiltily, "Besides, if you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

After she finished speaking, she pretended to be calm and walked to the sofa opposite him and sat down calmly.

"Oh?" A smile appeared in Zhong Jiamu's eyes under his thick eyebrows. He leaned on the sofa, rested his arm on one hand, and looked at Bi Xi Changchang calmly. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You see, I am up to no good.

, I think you were acting in self-defense."

Xi Changchang couldn't laugh or cry, and immediately didn't know how to fight back. But she has always been shameless. When looking at beauties and handsome men, she must not only act in an upright manner, but also have the courage to say "Humph, I just saw it, how about it".

So her heart suddenly crossed, and she approached Zhong Jiamu with great interest, and said with a shameless smile: "I'm just looking at you, what can you do to me?"

Zhong Jiamu was stunned, his thin lips slightly raised, and he stared at her motionlessly, feeling like a wolf watching his prey.

After a while, he gave a very rare reserved smile, suddenly walked up to Xi Changchang, raised his long arm, and easily locked her in his arms with a slight hook. He raised the corners of his mouth and spoke with a hint of coldness.

: "Tell me, what will I do to you?"

Looking at his handsome side face at such a close distance, Xi Changchang's face was already half red, his pupils flickering. He took a sharp breath and pushed Zhong Jiamu away, and quickly stood up and stayed away from him.

He hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Well, didn't you ask them to decorate my bedroom these days? Where should I sleep?"

Zhong Jiamu was very satisfied with her reaction. He glanced at her lightly, smiled on his lips, and said casually: "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the sofa."

"How can this work?" Xi Changchang was surprised, shook his head and said, "You are so tall, the sofa can't fit... It's better for you to sleep on the bed and I to sleep on the sofa."

Zhong Jiamu raised his eyes slightly to look at her, a smile flashed across his narrow eyes, and he raised his eyebrows: "Then let's sleep together?"

These words were like thunder and lightning outside the window, striking Xi Changchang in an instant. She was struck dumb not to say anything, but also struck badly, and her face turned red.

Zhong Jiamu glanced at Xi Changchang and squinted his lips, revealing his dark side: "Are you afraid of me?"

Hearing this, Xi Changchang looked at Zhong Jiamu in front of her stupidly, thinking that he could see into people's hearts. She was a little afraid of him before, and she didn't know why. There was no reason. Whenever she saw Zhong Jiamu, she would panic.

That feeling of confusion from head to toe.

But she couldn't admit it. After a while, she twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "I'm not afraid of anything, okay? Who is afraid of you?" After a pause, she suddenly stuttered, "You, you, you... you dare to sleep with me...

...I dare!"

Zhong Jiamu propped up his cheeks, his eyes moved as if smiling, imitating her stuttering and said: "I, I, I...I dare to sleep...you...what do you dare?"