"Qingqing, Qingqing~"

Hearing the noise on the bed, Mu Lige immediately put the notebook back to its original place, stood up from the desk, strode to the bed, and called Hua Qingcheng softly.

"Li Ge~"

The modern Hua Qingcheng is a good drinker, but the original owner was a terrible drinker. Due to the original owner's influence, Hua Qingcheng also experienced the feeling of being drunk for the first time.

Hua Qingcheng woke up in a daze, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an extremely familiar handsome face, which kept getting bigger in front of her.

Although the alcohol content of the osmanthus wine was not high, Hua Qingcheng drank too much on an empty stomach from noon to night and was still in a state of drunkenness due to the aftereffects of the drink.

"Qingqing, are you awake?" Mu Lige looked at Hua Qingcheng, who was in drunken eyes, with a worried look on his face.

Hua Qingcheng looked around with hazy eyes. Was this... her room in the villa? The person in front of her wearing her black short-sleeved T-shirt was... Mu Lige? So, was she... dreaming?

"You are... Mu Lige?" Hua Qingcheng stared blankly at Mu Lige, whose head suddenly split into two.

"Yes, I'm Mu Lige!"

Hua Qingcheng, who got a satisfactory answer, stretched out her arm and fished for a long time before finally catching Mu Lige's hand. She then pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Brother Li~"

"Um."

Hearing the call from the woman on the bed, Mu Lige leaned over slightly and put his head close to her face.

Before Mu Lige could figure out whether his little wife was sober or not, she hooked her hands around his neck and dragged him down, and then their lips kissed in an instant.

Having tasted the familiar flavor, Hua Qingcheng narrowed her eyes slightly, her face revealing an intoxicated look. Then Mu Lige heard her sigh of satisfaction: "I didn't expect that the brother Li in my dream was so sweet and delicious!"

"In a dream?"

Mu Lige's mouth twitched when she heard this, and she felt a little amused. Didn't she think she was dreaming?

"Brother Li, I finally married you today. Are you happy?"

Hearing Hua Qingcheng's murmur, Mu Lige's heart softened again, and then he went to Hua Qingcheng's left side and lay down.

Mu Lige had taken off his shoes and socks when he and Hua Qingcheng were bathing just now. He had been barefoot since he couldn't find suitable shoes. Fortunately, the house was spotlessly clean.

"Yeah, I'm happy."

Although Mu Lige doesn't care about external things, he is now in the country of Laifeng where women are respected, and a man's reputation is often more important than his life.

Since Hua Qingcheng wanted to hold the wedding ceremony, he would just go along with it. After all, she didn't know that he wasn't a true woman-centered man.

However, before Mu Lige could finish feeling moved, he heard Hua Qingcheng's teasing again:

"This country where women are king is really interesting. Women marry men, and men have children..."

Looking at Hua Qingcheng with her lips raised high, Mu Lige was speechless. And judging from the tone of her voice, it seemed that the Hua country she came from, like their Zhaoyang country, had women giving birth to children?

"Qingqing, what did you do?" Mu Lige's eyes flickered. Seeing that Hua Qingcheng was still drunk, he took the opportunity to ask her. He was extremely curious about where his young wife used to live.

“No comment!”

Although Hua Qingcheng was still half drunk and half awake, the sense of confidentiality that was ingrained in her bones still naturally revealed itself.

"Are you an agent?"

Although Mu Lige didn't quite understand what some of the words in Hua Qingcheng's notebook meant, he could roughly guess what they meant. So, he continued asking without giving up.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Hua Qingcheng answered reflexively, and at this time her drunkenness had subsided a little.

Hua Qingcheng probably never imagined that she, who could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk in modern times, would one day fall victim to the original owner's poor alcohol tolerance, thus losing all her pretense.

"You are not Mu Lige!"

Hua Qingcheng sat up from the bed, shook her still groggy head, and looked vigilantly at Mu Lige who was lying beside her.

"Yes, I'm not Mu Lige, I'm Su Mu Lige!" Mu Lige was so angry that she almost laughed. She didn't even recognize her own husband?

"Su Mulige?" Hua Qingcheng became a little more sober after hearing Mulige's words.

"Headache~"

Hua Qingcheng rubbed her temples. The original owner's physique was too poor! She only drank a little bit of wine and she was already drunk.

"Qingqing~"

Mu Lige sighed slightly, then got up from the bed, sat facing Hua Qingcheng, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers to gently rub her temples to relieve her fatigue.

"How about it?"

"Are you feeling better? Qingqing~"

Mu Lige's gentle words and magnetic voice immediately calmed Hua Qingcheng's slightly tense heart.

"Brother Li~"

As Mu Lige used his internal energy to knead her fingers, transmitting streams of energy to her, Hua Qingcheng gradually woke up and the drunkenness slowly dissipated.

"Brother Li, why are you here?"

After Hua Qingcheng's drunkenness wore off, she looked at Mu Lige in front of her, who was wearing her black T-shirt on the upper body and her nightgown on the lower body, and was stunned.

Thanks to the original owner's rookie physique, Hua Qingcheng, who used to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk in modern times, not only got drunk on her wedding day, but also lost her memory.

"Do you remember what day it is today?"

Mu Lige looked at Hua Qingcheng, who was looking surprised, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. Why was he here? Shouldn't she ask herself?

If he had not been brought here by her by some strange coincidence, he might never have known that his young wife had such an astonishing background and possessed such a shocking so-called "space."

"August 15th."

Mu Lige heard this and asked again: "What else?"

"The day we make up our wedding."

Hua Qingcheng looked at Mu Lige with a complicated expression. Although she didn't know why Mu Lige appeared with her in the villa in the space, he didn't ask anything and only cared about her. This love and trust made Hua Qingcheng moved.

"Qingqing~"

Mu Lige held Hua Qingcheng's hands, and looked at her gently with his eyes as bright as stars.

"We are married and love each other deeply. Since we are already husband and wife, there is nothing we cannot keep secret."

Mu Lige closed his eyes slightly and then opened them again. Then he hugged Hua Qingcheng in his arms and kissed her forehead.

"I've always known that you're not her..."

Hua Qingcheng was shocked when she heard this. She stared at Mu Lige, at her gentle and gentle doctor...