Chapter 86 There is a good way to sober up, would you like to try it?
Qi An opened the car window a crack, lit a cigarette, took a few deep puffs, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Isn't it possible?"
Sang Yu glared at him angrily and said, "I don't care what happened between you two in the past, but now she belongs to my uncle. You are not allowed to like her anymore, otherwise, I will beat you to a pulp."
Qi An couldn't help but sneer, and looked at Sang Yu with his dark eyes.
"Then did you know that when I was in the army, I always ranked first in the assessments every year? Are you sure you can beat me?"
Sang Yu: "Even if I can't beat him, I have to fight. My uncle finally found happiness, and I won't let anyone destroy it. Besides, you are the captain of the criminal police team, you wouldn't do something like knowing the truth and taking the blame, right?"
Qi An knocked Sang Yu on the head with his cigarette box: "You don't even know what this sentence means, and you use it everywhere. At most, this is called a secret love, do you understand?"
"You can't have a secret crush on her either. My aunt is my uncle's. You are not allowed to have a secret crush on her. Take back your feelings quickly."
Qi An glanced at her and said, "Your uncle treats you well? You protect him so much."
"Whether it's good or not is my business. Anyway, you are not allowed to think about my aunt. If you dare to do anything to let her down, I will go to your police station to complain."
Qi An looked a little lonely as he looked out the window, his voice low and hoarse.
"I like her, that's my business, no one can interfere, but don't worry, I won't disturb her life."
Sang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "That's more like it."
The car arrived downstairs of Qi An's house and he got out with his coat.
He waved to Sang Yu and said, "Thank you. Drive slowly when you get back."
Sang Yu leaned against the car window, blinking her big eyes at him: "Remember what I said just now, don't disturb my aunt, otherwise I will suspend you."
After saying that, she made a KO gesture, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
Looking at the direction where the car disappeared, Qi An shook his head helplessly.
He underestimated Sang Muye.
Such a cold-blooded and ruthless person not only asked his little niece to protect him, but even Shen Xingli now teamed up with him to deal with his brother.
You can imagine how powerful this man is.
Qi An stood downstairs and smoked several cigarettes before going upstairs.
The other side.
Shen Xingli and Sang Muye were sent back by their assistant.
The assistant opened the car door and asked, "Boss Sang, do you want me to take you upstairs?"
Sang Muye waved his hand: "No, you can go."
After saying that, he staggered out of the car.
She fell directly into Shen Xingli's arms.
With a faint aroma of alcohol all over his body, he rushed towards Shen Xingli.
The hot lips rubbed against her neck, making Shen Xingli's scalp numb.
She patted Sang Muye's head gently and said softly, "Husband, are you sure you can go upstairs by yourself?"
Sang Muye lay in her arms and nodded obediently.
He also waved to his assistant, asking him to leave as soon as possible.
The assistant immediately got into the car and drove off.
I was wondering: What kind of wine did they drink today that made Mr. Sang, who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, drink too much?
After watching him leave, Sang Muye raised his head.
There was a slight red in his eyes as he looked at Shen Xingli.
The voice was muffled: "Wife, you are mine, no one is allowed to take you away."
He held Shen Xingli's face and squeezed it hard.
There was a look of resentment on his face.
Shen Xingli found it a little funny.
She gently brushed his cheek and said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago that Qi An and I are just brother and sister. It's really nothing. Why are you so jealous?"
"As for, I get jealous when I see other men being nice to you."
"My father and brother are also good to me, are you jealous too?"
"Eat, I'm jealous of any man. You are mine, forever."
After saying that, he lowered his head and bit Shen Xingli's lips.
Her voice was low and hoarse: "Baby, you will never know how much I care about you."
Shen Xingli blushed and her heart beat fast because of his teasing. She rubbed his head and said, "Hubby, are you the jealous king of Asia? You are so jealous."
Hearing this name, Sang Muye's blood instantly boiled.
The breath he exhaled became hotter and hotter.
He rubbed Shen Xingli's cheek gently with the tip of his nose, his voice hoarse.
"Baby, you'll know if it's sour if you try it."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed those pink lips.
Shen Xingli struggled and pushed him away: "Stop it, there are people downstairs."
Sang Muye lowered his head again regardless.
He panted and said, "What are you afraid of? I kissed my wife, not anyone else."
After saying that, he began to plunder her breath.
Shen Xingli's nostrils were filled with the man's heavy breathing and the strong smell of alcohol.
She didn't know whether she was intoxicated by the smell of wine or dazed by the kiss.
After a while, she followed Sang Muye and immersed herself in this deep kiss that was both affectionate and a little lustful.
The temperature, several degrees below zero, formed a sharp contrast with the scorching body heat emanating from the two people.
After an unknown amount of time, the glaring headlights shone towards them.
A car slowly drove over.
Frightened, Shen Xingli immediately pushed Sang Muye away and pulled him into the elevator.
After entering the house, he patted his heart with lingering fear and said, "It's all your fault. We almost got seen."
Sang Muye smiled and said, "Okay, blame me. Now that there's no one around, can we continue?"
Shen Xingli was so scared that she backed away for a moment: "You've had too much to drink. I'll make you a cup of honey water."
Just as she was about to leave, Sang Muye grabbed her wrist.
With a stumble, she fell into the man's hard chest.
Sang Muye looked at her with deep eyes: "Baby, there is a good way to sober up, why don't you try it on me."
Shen Xingli looked up at him: "What method?"
Sang Muye leaned over to her ear, and his hot and wet lips rubbed her earlobe intentionally or unintentionally.
He leaned over and whispered two words in her ear.
Shen Xingli was completely shocked.
It felt like something hit my chest hard.
She blushed and glared at him: "Sang Muye, you stinky hooligan!"
"With your own wife, that's called fun, baby, is that okay?"
He was like a nagging little goblin, biting and gnawing on Shen Xingli's neck.
The torture made her tremble all over, and waves of numbness instantly swept through her body.
The voice also became a little hoarse.
"Then it can't be like before, endless."
With her permission, the smile on Sang Muye's face grew wider.
His voice became even hoarser: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."
"Go take a shower first."
"Wash it after you're done."
He couldn't wait to lower his head and kiss her lips.
A charming atmosphere suddenly rose in the huge room.
The man's charming and seductive voice rang in Shen Xingli's ears over and over again.
"Baby, be a good person to the end. I haven't sobered up yet."
Shen Xingli finally understood that this bastard's words could not be trusted.
Men's mouths are lies, and it's true.
A few days later.
The annual holiday is over and everyone is back to busy work.
Jiang Zhihan came back from a business trip and just walked out of the airport lobby when she saw a little ball rushing towards her.
He kept calling out "Mom".
All her fatigue disappeared in an instant.
"Baby, do you miss your mother?"
Xiao Momo hugged her neck and kissed her face non-stop: "I miss you so much that I can't sleep."
Jiang Zhihan pinched his chubby cheeks and said, "Why do I see you sleeping so soundly?"
Xiao Momo stared at her with wide eyes: "Is this the photo Dad sent you? Are you planning to be with him?"
"No, with you between us, it's impossible not to be in touch."
Xiao Momo said "Oh" in disappointment.
Just then, Xu Yang came over with his luggage and waved to Xiao Momo.
"Come here and let Godfather take a look. Are you heavier again?"
Little Momo called out affectionately, "Godfather, I miss you so much."
Hearing the word "godfather", Shen Xingchen, who was standing not far away, became even more jealous.
He spent several days with the little guy, but he never called him "Dad".
She actually calls another man "godfather" so affectionately.
He clenched his fists tightly.
Then, he walked over with a gentle look on his face.
"Let's go. I'll take you back."
Jiang Zhihan's eyes, which were smiling just now, instantly became cold the moment she saw Shen Xingchen.
He replied lightly, "Thank you for taking care of Momo these days. We have our own car, so there is no need to trouble Mr. Shen."
Shen Xingchen raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "You mind contacting me so much? Are you afraid of rekindling the old feelings? Jiang Zhihan, you don't still like me, do you?"
Jiang Zhihan sneered: "I know someone in the Sixth Mental Hospital. If Mr. Shen has delusions, he can go there."
Shen Xingchen was not angry at all. Instead, he looked at Jiang Zhihan deeply.
"Okay, make an appointment for me and ask them if lovesickness can be cured."
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