Xie Zheng: "Yeah."

Wang Cuilan: “….”

Having said that, Wang Cuilan still made a lot of Xie Zheng's favorite foods according to her memories of her previous life.

While eating, Xie Zheng looked at Wang Cuilan with complicated feelings.

Wang Cuilan felt uncomfortable being stared at and scolded him, "Why aren't you eating? Why are you looking at me?"

"You look good."

Wang Cuilan: "..., you're already drunk even though you haven't even started drinking?"

Xie Zheng didn't continue, but asked Wang Cuilan: "Is there any wine at home?"

Wang Cuilan: "You want to drink?"

She stood up and said, "Wait, I'll get it for you?"

In the kitchen cabinet, he took out a bottle of wine and brought a small bowl to Xie Zheng. "I got this wine from my dad. I don't know if it tastes good. Why don't you try it?"

He poured a small bowl of wine for him.

The man took it and looked at it eagerly.

The woman's eyes were bright, and when she looked at people with such eager eyes, she looked very much like some small animal he had seen before.

Xie Zheng couldn't help but smile, and then, under Wang Cuilan's expectant gaze, he took a sip of the wine in the bowl.

"How is it? How does it taste?"

The woman asked impatiently, "Is it spicy? Is it delicious?"

Xie Zheng: "It's okay, not too spicy. If you're interested, you can try it."

Wang Cuilan was somewhat tempted, but she was afraid of choking on the wine, so she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

Seeing this, Xie Zheng stopped persuading him.

But then, Xie Zheng took one mouthful after another.

Xie Zheng has a tough appearance. The scene of him looking up and drinking with big gulps of wine somehow suits him very well, and he has a heroic aura.

It's very much like the knights in ancient times.

Wang Cuilan felt a little envious, both for the person and for the wine.

He took a small bowl from the kitchen, poured a little wine into it, and took a sip.

Well, it’s not as bad as I imagined, but not as good as I imagined either.

It feels reasonable.

When Xie Zheng saw it, he smiled at her and asked, "How is it? How does it taste?"

Wang Cuilan: "Not bad."

Xie Zheng: "Then let's have a drink?"

Wang Cuilan: "......."

She actually didn't want to drink anymore and felt a little dizzy.

But since Xie Zheng said so, she had to agree even if she didn't want to.

Take a look at the wine in the small bowl.

Well, not even a little bit. It should be fine after drinking it.

Thinking this in her heart, Wang Cuilan picked up the small bowl and clinked glasses with Xie Zheng, "Come on, drink!"

He raised his head and drank it all in one gulp with a very heroic attitude.

Xie Zheng was stunned, then he laughed and shook his head, then he also raised his head and drank.

Turn around and say something to someone.

Then there was a thud of something heavy falling to the ground, and Xie Zheng watched his wife walk to the dinner table.

Xie Zheng: "......."

He stood up, carried the man back to the house by the waist, and when he pushed open the door of the guest bedroom, Xie Zheng hesitated for a moment, and finally turned around and went to the master bedroom.

After putting the person down on the bed, Xie Zheng went outside to clear the table.

Put the uneaten food in the cupboard and wash the used dishes.

After taking another quick shower, Xie Zheng went to the master bedroom.

He lifted the quilt and got into bed. As soon as he lay down, something crawled into his arms and called him husband in a soft voice.

Xie Zheng's whole body stiffened. He looked down at the little thing in his arms and found that her bright eyes were full of him.

Xie Zheng's eyes darkened when he saw her look like this, and countless desires surged in his heart.

In the end, he just covered her eyes, pressed her head into his arms, and whispered, "Go to sleep!"

How could Wang Cuilan sleep now? She opened the big hands covering her eyes and said, "No, I haven't kissed you yet. I can only sleep after we kiss."