Sweet Wife, be Good!

Xia Jiu's tears slid down: "I thought you were begging and hating me... in your dreams... you don't want to see me..."

Shen Muhan tightened his thin lips.

She held his face and refused to let it go, just wanting to see his appearance better.

"Shen Muhan..." Xia Jiu whispered, "No, I should call your husband..."

Because of these words, Shen Muhan's face changed slightly in her sight, and the warmth in her eyes forced the coldness away.

Xia Jiu smiled: "You still like... I call you that... right..."

Shen Muhan stretched out his hand and pressed her into his arms.

Xia Jiu grasped his clothes tightly, and his whole body trembled slightly: "Husband, you take me home."

Shen Muhan hugged her up, opened the car door and sat on it.

Feng Ying: "..."

Can you be more principled?

The car hurried towards the Qiandao Lake Villa, Xia Jiu had been nestled in Shen Muhan's arms, clutching his clothes tightly, and refused to loosen it.

Feng Ying reminded softly: "Young Master, your body..."

"Let him go down!" Shen Muhan said.

The driver stopped, Feng Ying breathed a sigh of relief, "That is, let Xia Jiu go down, she is not worthy."

"I'm talking about you." Shen Muhan said quietly.

The car galloped away.

Fengying stood in place: Who am I? Where am I? What am i doing?

Shen Muhan hugged Xia Jiu to go home, because Xiao Shi and Xiao eleven were already asleep, and the whole villa seemed extremely quiet.

He directly carried her back to his master bedroom and put her on the bed.

She was so drunk that she was quite annoyed by Shen Muhan. Who made her drink so much alcohol?

Does this woman know how to cherish her body?

He got up and was going to twist the hot towel to wipe her, but Xia Jiu tightly pulled him and didn't let go: "Don't go!"

Shen Muhan's body was stiff, and he whispered, "I'll be back soon."

"That's not okay." Xia Jiu had been away from him for three years, and finally saw him in a dream, so why would he be willing to leave.

Shen Muhan put his hands on her side, stabilized his figure, and didn't press her.

He opened his eyes and stared at the drunk woman: "It wasn't that I wanted to leave at the beginning, but now I am coming back. What is it?"

Xia Jiu asked himself this question countless times.

In three years, she already had the answer.

She opened her eyes and intersected the man's gaze, "I used to think we were inappropriate... I felt wronged. But... I think it doesn't matter, I can try more. Things you don't know... I'll tell you, you don't want to try, I...I will help you try..."

She touched his heart with her fingers, and felt an obvious scar. She carefully stroked the mark of the knife she personally gave, trying to heal his wound.

He caught her hand, but Xia Jiu was still earnestly saying: "I want to try, being with you... even if it hurts... I don't hesitate to..."

Shen Muhan's eyebrows were dark and cold, and the bright color went out after only beating a few times.

"You like to lie the most." He whispered, as if babbling.

Is she sober or really drunk now?

Are these words true, or because they want to take away Xiaoshi and Xiaoxi?

Shen Muhan didn't dare to believe her.

I'm afraid it will be overwhelming again.

"I just don't want to leave you anymore, Shen Muhan." Xia Jiu put his hands on his neck, raised his head actively, and kissed his lips.

Her trembling body was directly attached to his body.

...

When Xia Jiu woke up, she had a splitting headache and was uncomfortable.

She rubbed her temples, only to remember that she had drunk too much last night.

Then I remembered that I had a super real and super charming dream last night. In the dream, her Shen Muhan was still alive. He took her home, returned to the big bed they used to be, and entangled with each other...

Xia Jiu's face was hot instantly.

She rubbed her cheeks, recalling everything from last night, even if it was a dream, it was enough to satisfy her... He really fell into a dream, and with such clarity, she could even feel every breath of his Lingering hot.

No, Xia Jiu suddenly remembered, shouldn't he be at the wedding ceremony of Jiang Bai and Qin Zheng last night?

She turned over and sat up and lifted the quilt. There were no clothes on her body, instead there were all over the mark.

A trace of soreness in his legs flashed.

She... has **** after drinking?

Xia Jiu was extremely annoyed and slapped herself severely.

What are you doing?

She grabbed her clothes indiscriminately, opened the door and ran out, and saw the familiar space, only to realize that this was actually the Qiandao Lake Villa.

As soon as she came out, she saw "Mr. Mu" sitting in a wheelchair with a bowl of things, and said, "Sober soup."

Xia Jiu stretched out his hand and slapped him: "What did you do last night?"

She subconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly: "Don't think that I said two things for your benefit, just want to climb on you, you think too much! You have no right to do anything to me!"

Shen Muhan was wearing a mask, and his deserted look had no trace of last night, even though he was too indulgent last night.

He raised his eyes and looked at her, her face was flushed, and she didn't know whether it was anger or a sequelae from last night.

"Mu, let me tell you, I will call the police!" Xia Jiu said sharply.

He didn't know which word of her pleased him, he laughed instead.

Xia Jiu felt humiliated even more, and heard him say: "You were in bed last night, that's not what you said."

"You are shameless!" Xia Jiu raised his hand again.

Shen Muhan said flatly: "Last night, you followed me by yourself, got into my car, and then gave me a hug. I am not Liu Xiahui. It is natural that you can't resist under your enthusiastic offensive. "

Xia Jiu: "..."

She was not completely fragmented last night, her memory was fragmented, but she could remember.

Suddenly, I remembered that I had regarded him as Shen Muhan last night, and that clear face was right in front of me.

Indeed, it seemed that he was chasing his car, and then deliberately clutching him.

Xia Jiu was suddenly hot and ashamed, he couldn't wait to dig a hole in.

"Remember?" Shen Muhan's voice was slightly mocking.

Xia Jiu turned away to cover up his embarrassment.

She pursed her lips and hung her head, her hot face covered by waterfall-like long hair.

"Do you need me to call the police for you?" Shen Muhan tidied his sleeves and looked at her.

Xia Jiu heard the ridicule and ridicule in his words.

She was extremely embarrassed, "Forget it, just assume that nothing happened. Just be bitten by a dog."

Shen Muhan let out a chuckle, then immediately stopped, regaining his indifference.

Xia Jiu glanced at him hesitantly. He was wearing a mask and really couldn't see what it was like.