An Zhisu was shaking and unable to stand steadily. He hugged his waist with a conditioned reflex, raised his head, and muttered: "You said I was not allowed to drink."

"I remember what I said, and I still treat my words as a breeze. Who did you learn from the ability to disobey hypocrisy?" Ye Lancheng pulled her away: "Stand."

"I can't stand well and I feel dizzy." An Zhisu was torn apart by Ye Lancheng and stuck it on like a sloth: "Don't move, I feel dizzy."

"It's!" Ye Lancheng grinded his teeth: "Why do you drink?" An Zhisu narrowed his eyes and bent into a line, and smiled silly on both sides of his mouth: "Um... I just want to drink it. Ye Lancheng, don't be so stingy. I only drank two and a half bottles of good wine. I want everyone to share it with you. I'm still your wife, you have to be kind to your wife. The news said, no

The act of letting your wife drink is considered domestic violence.”

Ye Lancheng:...

I'm afraid you made it up by yourself.

"You are so disobedient, I should consider giving away all the wine." Ye Lancheng frowned by her smell of alcohol. He had been socializing all night but had only had a few glasses of sake.

"No!" An Zhisu immediately showed the expression of a miser of wealth: "These are mine, and you are not allowed to give it to anyone. If you want to give it to someone, you can only give it to your own half. This is the joint property of the couple, and the remaining half is mine."

Ye Lancheng sneered: "I still know the couple's joint property, but it seems that I'm not drunk completely."

"I wasn't drunk at first, I'm so drunk that I can drink two and a half bottles." An Zhisu stretched out two white and slender fingers and shook them in front of Ye Lancheng.

"Ability." Ye Lancheng laughed angry at him and hugged her waist: "No drink, go back to the room to sleep."

"Sleep?" An Zhisu tilted his head and thought hard. Then, as if he had discovered something more fun than drinking, he nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, sleep, sleep."

Ye Lancheng was angry and had no choice but to take her. She helped her walk a few steps. She staggered and couldn't walk steadily. Ye Lancheng lost his patience and hugged her in his arms with a princess hug.

An Zhisu subconsciously hugged his neck, with a drunken blur in his eyes, and he looked deeply at Ye Lancheng's face.

Ye Lancheng hugged her back to the bedroom without looking sideways, putting her on the big bed, but An Zhisu hooked his neck and refused to let go.

"Relax." Ye Lancheng said.

An Zhisu's head shook like a rattle: "Don't let go."

Ye Lancheng pressed his temper and his tone softened a little: "Be good, go to bed."

"Don't be good." An Zhisu drank wine and became much more courageous. Her red little face was full of charming smiles: "Ye Lancheng, have I ever said that you are very beautiful?"

Ye Lan's face turned dark: "Beauty is not a description of a man."

"Well, I can't describe other men, I can only describe you, because you are beautiful. Ye Lancheng, why do you look so beautiful?" An Zhisu looked at Ye Lancheng's extremely handsome face obsessedly.

"Superficial." Ye Lancheng bounced on her forehead, as if he was punishing her repeatedly to describe her appearance as "beautiful".

"It's not superficial. Isn't all love at first sight in this world all about love and the other person's appearance?" An Zhisu has his own set of fallacies.

Ye Lancheng's eyebrows raised slightly, but instead of rushing to let go of herself. He supported his upper body and looked down at her: "Do you love me?"

An Zhisu nodded shyly: "You are pretty, I like people who are pretty."

"If someone looks better than me, you will fall in love with her?" Ye Lancheng asked her leisurely.

"Impossible." An Zhisu shook his head firmly, and before Ye Lancheng was moved, she quickly added: "It is impossible for other men to look better than you. You are the best man I have ever seen."

Ye Lancheng:...

Ye Lancheng's face turned black again, which means that if other men look better than him, she still has the possibility of falling in love with others.

Ye Lancheng endured it and then did not teach the brave little wife a lesson. He raised his hand and pulled away the jade arm that was wrapped around his neck: "Sleep me, don't be crazy."

"I'm not drunk after saying that." An Zhisu flexibly wrapped around his neck and pulled his head down hard. The distance between the two of them was instantly sniffing.

Ye Lancheng approached An Zhisu so close for the first time. Her face was full of blush after drinking, and her breath was filled with the mellow fragrance of red wine. It seemed that he would get drunk after smelling it a few times.

Half a month after getting married, he never touched her, but he was a normal man, and a lovely wife was asleep by his side every night. It was not that he didn't react, but he just didn't want to force her. At this moment, looking at An Zhisu's seductive little face, he wanted to tear her clothes apart and ask her hard.

"Ye Lancheng..." An Zhisu called his name, and the fragrance of wine he spit out could make Ye Lancheng intoxicated.

Ye Lancheng clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain himself, and advised her indifferently: "An Zhisu, don't play with fire."

"Gee..." An Zhisu smiled like a flower, and his expression became more charming because of drunkenness. She looked like a little goblin who was seducing people. She turned her head slightly and whispered in his ear: "Ye Lancheng, don't you want me?"

Ye Lancheng clenched his fists a little more, and he had endured it very hard: "You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk." An Zhisu was extremely sober: "Ye Lancheng, you want me. I want you to be a real couple with you, and I want to be Ye Lancheng, the real wife."

Surprise flashed through Ye Lancheng's eyes. He looked at her, and it was the first time he couldn't understand her.

An Zhisu looked at him. After a few seconds, she took the initiative to kiss his thin lips. The slightly cool touch made her tremble all over, but she did not retreat. Instead, she used force to pull Ye Lancheng's head lower, so that she could further "invade".

Ye Lancheng's brain crashed for a moment, but soon he came back to his senses. When he came back to his senses, his body's reaction was far more rational and honest than rational. He took the initiative, pressed on her lips, and raged hard.

The two kissed each other and the two met frankly without realizing it. Under the silky silk quilt, the spring scenery was beautiful.

An Zhisu was nervous in his heart. Ye Lancheng's palms were big and smooth, not like a man's hands at all, as if they were more delicate than women.

"Ye Lancheng..." An Zhisu wrapped around Ye Lancheng's waist and shouted, which made her so delicately that she was shocked.

Ye Lancheng leaned over and kissed her tears, exhausting her tenderness for thirty years: "In this life, I will only make you cry this time."

An Zhisu didn't know if she heard it clearly. She clung to his back and murmured: "Ye Lancheng, I have the only one."
Chapter completed!