When she woke up, Zhu Qianying was a little dazed.
Her memory was still stuck on the time she had a cold war with Yan Shao after getting on the bus, but when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the scene of her bedroom in a foreign country.
Uh, he's definitely quite drunk!
Zhu Qianying secretly regretted drinking too much last night. Thinking of Yan Shao's dark and cold face, Zhu Qianying shivered for no reason.
A night of heavy drinking resulted in a splitting headache.
But besides having a terrible headache, why was she in so much pain all over her body?
"woke up?"
A familiar and gentle voice came from behind. Zhu Qianying looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yan Shao push open the door and enter, holding a steaming cup of something.
Zhu Qianying gave a muffled reply, propped herself up on the bed, and pinched her throbbing temples. The pain from getting up made her realize the cause of her physical pain.
It turns out that those indescribable scenes were not dreams, but real events!
She glared at the man who had walked up to her, her eyes filled with anger.
When Yan Shao met her angry gaze, he chuckled. His untimely laughter only made Zhu Qianying even angrier.
Ignoring the soreness in her body, she flung off the covers and tried to get out of bed.
With a smile on his lips, Yan Shao casually placed the steaming cup on the bedside table, reached out his long arm, and grabbed the person.
The next moment, Zhu Qianying involuntarily threw herself onto his warm body.
Are you angry?
His warm fingertips touched her chin, gently stroking it a few times, and then he lifted her chin, making her look at him.
Zhu Qianying snorted, turned her face away, and ignored him.
"Tsk, baby, are you trying to strike first?"
Zhu Qianying huffed again, turned her face to him, and glared at him fiercely, "This is domestic violence! Do you understand, Young Master Yan!"
A hint of interest flashed in Yan Shao's eyes. He bent down and gently nibbled on her slightly pouting lips.
"Baby, that's called enjoyment! Have you forgotten? I made you feel really good last night!"
Enraged by his shameless words, Zhu Qianying opened her mouth and bit his chin.
Yan Shao didn't resist, letting her bite his chin while his large hands gently massaged her waist and back.
Although he said such cheeky things, he knew very well that he had gone a bit too far last night. Luckily, she was physically resilient, otherwise, he probably would have hurt her.
Only when the taste of blood seeped from between her teeth did Zhu Qianying release her mouth. Yan Shao, without any hesitation, cupped her face and lightly pecked her lips a few times in a conciliatory manner.
"Okay, I was wrong last night, I went too far!"
Yan Shao stated that he is a good husband who admits his mistakes and corrects them!
So, with his attitude softening like that, Zhu Qianying couldn't argue anymore, and could only glare at him fiercely, "Good that you know!"
Yan Shao stroked her back. "I know, I know... but you really drank too much last night. If I hadn't picked you up, the consequences would have been unimaginable, you know that?"
Yan Shao was still a little angry when he recalled the scene of her walking out drunk last night.
Unlike back home, most people here know her identity and are wary of Yan Han's power. Here, a beautiful woman who's drunk is thrown into a group of men with open sexual views—who knows what might happen!
Zhu Qianying then realized that he wasn't angry because she hugged someone else goodbye, but because she had drunk too much.
Although he felt that he was making a mountain out of a molehill, after all, the people in Du Zhong's studio were all quite easy to get along with and not as scary as he imagined.
However, she didn't want to criticize him too much for his overreaction, after all, his intentions were good, and she had indeed drunk a bit too much last night.
After reflecting on her actions, Zhu Qianying could no longer stay angry.
"Okay, I admit I was wrong last night too. I'll never drink so much again..."
Zhu Qianying was never the willful or capricious type. Her apology made Yan Shao feel even more guilty.
"Honey, I'm sorry, are you feeling very uncomfortable right now?"
His mention of it brought up the matter again, and Zhu Qianying remembered it.
"Young Master Yan, I really didn't expect you to have so many tricks up your sleeve!"
Zhu Qianying gritted her teeth as she recalled the scenes from last night.
"Cough cough..."
Young Master Yan, a grown man, was actually a little embarrassed by his wife's questioning. He coughed a few times, let go of her, and leaned over to pick up the drink from the bedside table.
"Honey, drink this hangover tea to help you sober up."
Zhu Qianying looked up at Yan Shao with a sidelong glance, finding his deliberate avoidance quite amusing.
It turns out that even someone as thick-skinned as Yan Shao has moments of embarrassment and difficulty in speaking up.
"We'll drink this later. Tell me, where did all these fancy ideas come from?"
Yan Shao coughed twice more and held the hangover tea to her lips.
But Zhu Qianying didn't buy into his act at all, staring intently at him and saying, "Could it be that it's based on past experience?"
Zhu Qianying was just joking when she said that. If her intuition was correct, he and she had only ever had each other.
As expected, upon hearing Zhu Qianying's question, Young Master Yan quickly straightened his expression.
"How could that be? You can see those tricks in any porn movie. I have just as much experience as you do!"
Yan Shao's serious and nervous expression made Zhu Qianying burst into laughter.
"real?"
While I asked that question aloud, I was absolutely convinced of it. A sweet warmth welled up from my bones, and the aches and pains in my back and bones didn't seem so bad anymore.
Yan Shao stared at her smiling face, slightly lost in thought.
As she woke up in the morning, her face was flushed, her pink lips were slightly parted, and her beautiful eyes were slightly curved, shimmering with layers of mist and allure.
"Of course it's true! You don't believe me?"
As Yan Shao spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of her eye.
Even if Zhu Qianying were completely oblivious to romance, she wouldn't say something as idiotic as "I don't believe it" at a time like this.
She simply nestled against him, letting him fondle her face and lips, before lying on top of him and letting him carry her to the bathroom.
A moment later, the two walked into the dining room together. Zizai and Xiaoxiao were drinking milk from their cups. Hearing footsteps, the siblings looked up at the same time, their lips covered in a ring of white mist.
With sharp eyes, she pointed at Young Master Yan's chin with a pained expression, "It hurts..."
Zhu Qianying followed her finger and saw the obvious teeth mark on Yan Shao's chin. Her face flushed red instantly.
Yan Shao returned the smile with a hint of amusement!
Before his parents could say anything, the very calm Zizai rubbed his little head and said.
"Silly Little One, that's a stamp! It doesn't hurt."
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