On the day Jiang Jinshang was discharged from the hospital, everyone gathered to drink a lot of wine, especially Zhou Zhongqing, who was so drunk that he could only arrange to sleep in the guest room of the old house.

Tang Yun woke up early, and in the evening, he knocked on the door of Jiang Jinshang's bedroom.

"Uncle Tang." Jiang Jinshang was still leaning against the head of the bed, playing with the hell puzzle in boredom.

"Dad, you're awake." Tang Wan is also here, drawing Diancui's design draft. She hasn't been holding a pen for a long time, but she is a little unfamiliar, "Do you want me to pour you a glass of water?"

"No need." Tang Yunxian's eyes were red and his body was still full of alcohol. He found a chair and sat down. He rubbed his eyebrows in discomfort, lifted his eyelids and looked at Tang Wan, "Wanwan, in a few days, pack up his things, follow me back to Pingjiang, and in a few days..."

"I know." Tang Wan pinched the pen in her hand, her expression tense.

"It's a pity that Xiao Wu is in poor health, otherwise he..." Tang Yunxian's voice was burned by the strong wine, and he was so hoarse that he was torn and hoarse, "It's time to go and see your mother."

Jiang Jinshang twisted the puzzle's fingers and tightened them a little.

He was curious just now, why did he suddenly say he wanted to go back and wanted to ask why, but seeing that the father and daughter were not right, he didn't ask.

"It's okay, there will always be a chance in the future." Tang Wan pursed her lips tightly, "Dad, don't..."

"Okay, I'll just talk to you and leave first." Tang Yunxian obviously didn't want to talk about his deceased wife in front of Jiang Jinshang.

"I'll give it to you." Tang Wan put down the paper and pen in her hand and went out with him...

As soon as he was sent back to the house, he closed the door softly, and saw that the door on the other side was opened, Jiang Yanting walked out of it.

Tang Wan frowned:

This... isn't this Teacher Shen's bedroom? Everyone drank a lot of alcohol at that time. Shen Zhixian was too drunk and had long been drunk. Tang Wan helped her back to the house, so she naturally knew where her room was.

The most important thing is that someone was raising his hand to tie the buttons of his shirt. The buttons on the collar seemed to have collapsed, and there was a thread that was pretty upright... The knuckles were slender, well-proportioned, and slowly, without being anxious or impatient.

There is no ordinary elite style at all. The ink hair is messy, the unruly and unruly, and the eyes are sharp and profound. It swept through her lightly, making people dare not approach her.

People born with coldness may have their alcohol not faded, or they may have other reasons, their eyes are red, which seems to be...

Dissatisfied with desire.

"Brother." Tang Wan whispered to him.

"Yeah." Jiang Yanting responded lightly, turned around and poured a glass of water outside and went back. He happened to meet Jiang Jiang, "Dad, you are awake, then...Auntie is awake?"

Jiang Jiang obviously wanted to find Shen Zhixian. Jiang Yanting stretched out his long arm and grabbed his back collar, "She hasn't woken up yet."

"Then I'll wake her up."

“Maybe it’s not very convenient.”

"Where is inconvenient?" Jiang Jiang, a child, didn't know so much about the implication, and looked innocent. "I promised to take my sister and I out to play in the afternoon. It was dark and adults were all liars who didn't keep their words."

"What are you father and son doing?" Fan Mingyu happened to be around.

Jiang Yanting said bluntly: "Jiang Jiang said he wanted to eat carrots for dinner."

Jiang Jiang: "..."

"Grandma will make it for you whatever you want. Jiang Jiang is sensible and has grown up, so he is not picky about food anymore, right?" Fan Mingyu said with a smile.

Jiang Jiang waved his arms and tried to get rid of the collar that was lifted by someone. Jiang Yanting loosened his fingers, and the little guy pinched his waist and stared at him angrily:

Scared dad.

"You try to stare at me like this?" Jiang Yanting raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of sharpness, with a clear warning.

"Hmph——" Jiang Jiang pinched his waist and left in anger.

Jiang Yanting looked calm and rubbed Tang Wan again, without any shame on his face throughout the whole process. Tang Wan didn't speak, but he said, "How long are you going to watch?"

"I..." Tang Wan coughed softly, "That's Teacher Shen's room."

"She's drunk too much, I'll take care of her. Is there any problem?"

If she read that right, Jiang Yanting was wearing clothes when he came out before, and you took care of others and you were gone?

"No problem." Tang Wan smiled angrily.

"You want to come in too?"

"No..." Tang Wan said, fleeing in panic.

The person who steals the dog is not guilty. She does nothing, so why is she still feeling embarrassed?

**

After Jiang Yanting entered the room, Chen Zhixian happened to come out of the bathroom, wearing his daytime clothes, which had been ravaged to the point of wrinkles.

"Drink water."

"Thanks."

Chen Zhixian took the water from his hand, and the light fell on the buttons on the collar collapsed. She was still a little embarrassed. She had a bad alcohol tolerance and didn't know that the wine Jiang Zhenhuan had collected was so strong that she didn't even know how to go back to the room. But when she woke up, she found that she was lying on the same bed with Jiang Yanting...

My head was still dizzy at this time.

...

In fact, after Tang Wan helped her back to the house, Jiang Yanting was worried that she would vomit again when she got drunk, and because she was in poor health, she came over to see how she was in good condition.

When she pushed the door in, half of the quilt that was originally covered on her was kicked off. She was wearing a shirt, and the corner of her clothes was pierced into the skirt on her waist, tying a piece of her waist. It might be that the back of the wine neck was too full and her body was hot, and the corner of her clothes was pulled out randomly.

You can vaguely see your soft waist, and your whole body is dyed with wine.

Jiang Yanting frowned slightly, walked over and helped her lift the quilt to her chest.

"Um--" Chen Zhixian was very hot all over, and the quilt was stuffy, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The corners of her lips were dyed with a little bright color and she was pretty and handsome. She was originally an extremely elegant and dignified person. She was very cautious in doing things and rarely showed such expressions. She had a hint of bright eyes and opened her mouth and closed her mouth...

It seems to be deliberately teasing and seducing him.

Since Jiang Jinshang was sick and hospitalized, the two of them even met for a few times, let alone being alone, he reached out to push a little bit of hair on her forehead to the side.

Her face was hot, and she was touched by his slightly cool fingertips. She felt comfortable and couldn't help but hum.

Jiang Yanting was not Liu Xiahui, and his throat tightened and rolled, so he couldn't help it anymore and leaned over...

Chen Zhixian instinctively wanted to escape, but someone pressed her head and refused to move. She struggled randomly, pulling his clothes with her fingers, and the buttons were torn off and collapsed at this time.

Never expect the drunk to cooperate with you. She was forced to get angry and even moved her mouth and bit her hard on his shoulder.

The sound insulation of the old house is not good, and people live around them. Jiang Yanting naturally knows that it should be stopped in time.

When Chen Zhixian woke up, he was confused again.

How come you commit a crime when you drink.

However, when she woke up this time, Jiang Yanting was still lying on the bed. She was huddled in his arms, her body was seamlessly attached, and her posture was so intimate that it made people blush.

"You...why are you here?" Her voice was hoarsely burned by the wine.

"What do you think?" Jiang Yanting did not answer her words in a positive way, but stood up straight, "Is your throat very dry and painful? I'll pour you a glass of water."

He got up and left the bed. Chen Zhixian saw the bite marks on his shoulders and the red marks sucked out of his chest.

This obviously cannot be made by him...

Chen Zhixian's head exploded again, "Did I treat you again..."

She had a criminal record, so she naturally thought that it might be because she drank too much and was ill-treated to him again.

While dressing, Jiang Yanting looked at her indifferently, "I didn't expect you to be drunk, have such a strong temperament and have such a heavy mouth!"

Chen Zhixian collapsed...

What did I do to him again!

Jiang Yanting never explained from beginning to end. He took the initiative in the whole matter, which made him feel ashamed of being idle and dared not look at him at all.

...

At this time, Chen Zhixian lowered his head and drank water, his mind was chaotic and he could not recall anything at all.

"We'll go back after having dinner here." Jiang Yanting said bluntly.

“Where to go back?”

Jiang Yanting suddenly leaned over, and there was only one cup between the two. The heat overflowed from the mouth of the cup, forming a white mist between the two, so hazy that it was hard to see clearly.

Chen Zhixian was a little stupid before he sobered up. They were just here to have a meal and would not stay here.

The heat emitted by the water in the cup was swaying. Chen Zhiying breathed heavily and then recovered. He had come over and kissed the corner of her lips, gentle enough to be a little pious, tender and tender...

"Where are you going back? Of course it's our own home."

Chen Zhiyi's eyelashes flashed gently, and felt that his body was hot again.

After Jiang Jinshang was hospitalized, the Jiang family was in chaos. Chen Zhixian had to take care of two children alone and had to take care of his work. It was not easy. He lived in the Xie family most of his time.

She knew in her heart that there were still ghosts in the Xie family, but since her relationship with Jiang Yanting had been made public, she was still open and frank, so she went back so openly.

At this time, the one who was most anxious and worried about was not her, but the ghost lying dormant in the Xie family.

"We will go to Xie's house together later and take the things home." Jiang Yanting's voice was low, with a scent of coaxing.

Chen Zhixian was confused and before he could recover, things were settled.
To be continued...