This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 8 You were drunk and just met!

  In the early morning, a ray of warm sun pours out of the window from the sparse clouds, and the hazy halo hits the thin quilt, quiet and serene.

  Yan Shi's curled eyelashes trembled a few times, and the back of his white hand was placed on the top of his head, and he patted lightly.

   Headache.

  Only the sound of her breathing can be heard quietly in the room, her eyes half-opened, and her misty eyes have a moment of stunnedness.

  The gray background wall in front of her, with European style corridor lamps hanging on both sides, the simple and atmospheric solid wood furniture, and the gray silk quilt on her body are completely unfamiliar.

  Yan Shiqi sat up abruptly, the quilt slipped off her shoulders, and her shoulders were slightly cool. She looked down, and she was wearing a white chiffon pajamas with slings. She was not uncomfortable, but... who helped her change the clothes?

  Looking to the left again, the clothes she wore yesterday are neatly placed on the bedside table, obviously washed.

  Yan Shiqi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepping on the soft Persian blanket, feeling a little at a loss.

  Where is this?

  She remembered that she went to a music bar again last night, and then she drank a bit too much, as if someone showed up.

  Yan Shiqi knocked on his head irritably, and drank some pieces, but it was okay!

   Going around the bed, picking up his own clothes, and just about to take off his pajamas, the door was knocked twice and opened.

  Yan Shiqi subconsciously hugged the clothes in front of him, turned his head and looked at him, his eyes were puzzled, "Excuse me, this is..."

  The middle-aged woman at the door was wearing an apron. When she saw Yan, Qi Qi was obviously surprised for a moment. Then she said with a smile: "Miss, you wake up, go downstairs for breakfast, Mr. is still waiting for you!"

Mr?

  After speaking, the other party hurriedly turned and left. Yan Shiqi opened his mouth, suppressed the doubts in his heart, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

  Yan Shiqi walked down the steps, his eyes filled with confusion, until he saw the man sitting at the table, he blurted out, "Qin Baiyu?"

  The man held a cup of coffee in his hand, took a sip, his expression was indifferent, "Awake?"

  Yan Shiqi looked down at her, and there was nothing wrong with her. She walked to the dining table and stared at him puzzledly, "This is...your house?"

"Ok."

   "Why am I here?"

Yan Shiqi looked at the handsome and gentle man, which was different from his suit when he was at work. At this time, he only wore a thin knitted sweater, casual dark gray trousers, sitting at the front of the table with coffee, like a relaxed and comfortable man. Your son.

  The man put down the cup, and said flatly: "You were drunk and happened to meet you."

   "Coincidentally met? So you took me back to your house. Isn't this inappropriate?"

   "Otherwise?" Qin Baiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes thin, "Leaving you in the bar alone? Foster your own life?"

   Yan shivered, a little emotional, not accustomed to seeing a man take it for granted, retorted with his chin held high, "Then...then you can send me home."

   Hearing this, Qin Baiyu’s eyes were dim, he looked at her deeply, and don’t say deeply: "You threw up all over the body last night, crying and making trouble, you kept yelling Pei Tang..."

  "Thank you for bringing me back!" Yan Shiqi suddenly clenched his fingers and gritted his teeth to interrupt the man's narration.

  She lowered her head slightly, her lowered eyebrows stained with anxiety and fatigue.

  Holding Qin Baiyu and calling Pei Tang last night?

  Her wine is so bad? !

  Yan Shiqi standing at the table, curling his eyebrows, was seen by the man.

  He thin lips slightly, picking up the Ipad on the side, and his tone of voice is flat: "Sit down and eat, and let the driver take you home later."

  (End of this chapter)