Just as Chu Yuening was absorbed in her beauty, Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and stared at her opening and closing red lips.

Her lips were pink and plump, like a delicate pink peony, which made him feel a little dry in the mouth, and his throat rolled unbearably.

The burning gaze finally brought Chu Yuening back to her senses. She looked at the silent man and moved forward worriedly to show her concern.

"A Zheng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing the tempting red lips so close, Ying Zheng's eyes darkened, all his restraint and forbearance disappeared in an instant, and the desire in his heart burst out.

He held the back of the woman's head and kissed her hard with his thin lips, sucking the sweetness fiercely and greedily, as if he was a traveler in the desert who had found a spring of dew.

Faced with the unexpected sneak attack, Chu Yuening's face was stunned, and she didn't react until the root of her tongue became numb.

She wanted to struggle, but her whole body was limp and powerless. The man's strong and powerful body completely surrounded her, and she was completely controlled by him.

As their lips and teeth intertwined, the air was filled with the smell of alcohol. Chu Yuening seemed to be drunk, her face flushed pink, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a layer of mist.

The resistance from below turned into compliance, and Ying Zheng gradually deepened the kiss. His rough and warm big hands wandered across her snow-white back, and the smooth and tender skin made him linger.

The hall was completely silent, with only the ambiguous sound of water.

Chu Yuening's beautiful eyes were half closed, her jade arms clasped around the man's strong chest, her little face was radiant and charming, like a bewitching enchantress.

When she was in a state of confusion and passion, she heard a palace maid's respectful report from outside the palace gate.

"My lady, the hangover soup is ready."

In an instant, Chu Yuening woke up from her intoxicated state. She suddenly opened her eyes and pushed away the man who was getting more and more aggressive in shame and anger.

As if sensing his wife's reluctance, Ying Zheng loosened his restraints and raised his eyelids. His pupils were dark and clear, with the words "desire dissatisfaction" clearly written on them.

Chu Yuening gave him a coquettish look, straightened their messy collars, then stood up and sat aside, coughed twice and spoke.

"Ahem, bring it in."

"Yes, my lady."

The palace maid lowered her head, carefully brought in a tray, placed it on the table, and then quickly retreated.

The black medicine was steaming and had an unpleasant bitter taste.

Chu Yuening glanced at it with disdain, but continued to stir the soup with a spoon to lower the temperature as quickly as possible.

She had never thought of feeding A Zheng one spoonful at a time, as that would be torture. After all, he had to drink the medicine in one gulp.

After the scorching heat dissipated, she picked up the medicine bowl, carefully handed it to the man's mouth, and coaxed him softly.

"A Zheng, it won't be bitter after you drink it in one gulp."

"Um."

Ying Zheng responded softly, lowered his head obediently, held the medicine bowl with his big hands, and drank it all in one gulp.

A bitter and strange taste spread in his mouth, and his brows suddenly frowned. He couldn't help but hug the woman beside him and buried his head in accusations.

“It’s so bitter…”

"Little Moon is deceiving."

The magnetic and hoarse voice was full of grievance. Chu Yuening couldn't help but laugh. Isn't the drunk A Zheng too cute?

The two have been together for many years. A Zheng has always been calm, self-controlled, rational and steady. I didn't expect that he had such a side.

However, the most important thing right now is to quickly coax this aggrieved big cat.

Chu Yuening held up the man's face and kissed his thin lips several times, smiling and joking.

"Is it still hard now?"

The soft lips brushed past like a dragonfly skimming the water, lingering with the rich fragrance that belongs only to women.

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, his heart was filled with sweetness, and even the bitterness in his mouth disappeared completely.

"Mm, not bitter, sweet."

He raised his thin lips and smiled, his brows full of joy.

Chu Yuening secretly marveled at the man's beautiful body, and at the same time, she felt a sense of evil aversion when she saw him looking at his easy-to-coax appearance.

She raised her angular jaw, her beautiful eyes were full of affection, as clear as water, and her voice was soft and sweet, mixed with a bewitching charm.

"Ah Zheng, be good and call me wife."

"?"

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, his long eyelashes trembling slightly. He was completely puzzled by this strange name, and also felt a little helpless.

He was just drunk, not stupid.

Seeing that her attempt to deceive people failed, Chu Yuening was not discouraged but became even more motivated.

She kissed his thin lips, stared at his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, and continued to persuade him.

"Wife means wife. It sounds more intimate. It's the name used in my world."

"A Zheng, don't you like..."

"Wife."

Before the woman could finish her words, Ying Zheng shouted at her without hesitation.

If it is a clear and bright boy's voice, it will feel out of place, but if it is a mellow and mature bass, it will be a sure win.

Chu Yuening only felt a numbness in her ears and her heart was beating fast. The elegant and magnetic voice like a cello made her fall in love with him instantly.

When she recovered, her face was already rosy and her eyes and eyebrows were full of spring, but she still felt a little unsatisfied.

"A Zheng, shout again, I want to hear it again~"

The beautiful woman with fair skin and pretty face put her arms around the man's neck and acted coquettishly, which made people's heart soften unconsciously.

Even when drunk, Ying Zheng still habitually responded to his young wife's requests.

He picked up the woman and placed her on his lap, holding her waist with one hand and her shoulders with the other, and whispered softly to her ear with his thin lips.

The hot breath sprayed on her sensitive parts, and Chu Yuening couldn't help but shudder, but she lost herself in the calls of "wife".

After she was satisfied, she enjoyed it even more and began to teach her husband sweet names such as "baby" and "sweetheart".

Ying Zheng also enjoyed it. His voice after being drunk was lazy and sexy, which was simply charming.

After a while, Chu Yuening thought about the purpose that had been thrown into the sky and knocked her head in frustration.

Fortunately, there was still time. She looked into the man's misty eyes, and a cunning arc appeared at the corners of her lips.

"A Zheng, I want to hear these few words. Can you tell me?"

Ying Zheng listened quietly to the woman's request, his sword-like brows slowly furrowed, and he always felt that these words were indescribably strange and awkward.

But he really couldn't stand the persuasion, and as he was not fully conscious, he was finally coaxed into compromise.

"Woman, you're setting fire to me."

"You annoying little goblin."

"Oh, you say no with your mouth, but your body is very honest."

"I want the whole world to know that this fish pond is contracted by you."

Hearing the classic quotes from the domineering boss, Chu Yuening was instantly overjoyed, and tears appeared in the corners of her eyes.

I just have to say that although these lines are very funny, they don't seem out of place when they come out of A Zheng's mouth. Instead, they sound domineering and evil.

However, after reading the last sentence, Ying Zheng suddenly became depressed.

He hugged the softness in his arms tightly, his tall nose rubbing against her neck, and a hint of sadness mixed in his puzzled tone.

"Wife, why do you need a fish pond?"

"It smells fishy and stinky. It's not a good smell."

"...dislike......"