Chapter 246 Drunk
"Let go of me for a moment. I'm busy." Gu Fei patted the back of his hand and said.
"No." Song Tingxuan didn't let go, but hugged her even tighter.
Gu Fei had no choice but to coax him softly, "Master Song, please loosen your hands. I still have some things to do. I'll give you a reward when I'm done. How about that?"
Reward?
Song Tingxuan thought for a moment and tilted his head and said, "Really?"
"real."
Finally, Song Tingxuan let go of his hand and let Gu Fei feel where the driver Chu Yunyang's home was. Song Tingxuan stood there and waited for Gu Fei obediently.
This made the two drivers a little bit unbelievable that this was Mr. Song. The serious and solemn Mr. Song would also be attached to his wife.
"Cousin, remember to bring Shen An upstairs safely." She said to the drunk Yan Luhe.
"Um."
After watching them launch the attack, Gu Fei walked up to Song Tingxuan, took his hand and said to him, "Lower your head."
Song Tingxuan lowered his head when he heard this. Gu Fei kissed him on the cheek and said, "This is a reward for you. Let's go home."
"Well, go home with my wife."
Sitting in the car, Song Tingxuan held onto Gu Fei tightly, and he fell asleep with his head resting on Gu Fei's shoulder.
The drunk Song Tingxuan was much more well-behaved and clingy than usual. He followed Gu Fei wherever he went. If he didn't see Gu Fei, he would stand there, not knowing where to go.
After returning home, with the help of the driver, he finally helped the person into the room. Gu Fei was exhausted and sweating.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower. When Song Tingxuan opened his eyes and didn't see his wife, he shouted, "Wife?"
"Where are you, wife?"
Gu Fei was in the shower and he called her. Song Tingxuan didn't get a response, so he sat on the ground and said sadly: "My wife doesn't want me anymore."
After doing it for a while, he got up and said, "I'm going to go find my wife. She won't abandon me."
When Gu Fei came out of the shower, he saw Song Tingxuan, who had turned the whole room upside down and was sitting in a pile of clothes, looking at a loss.
"What are you doing?" Gu Fei just found it a little funny.
"Wife, where have you been? I can't find you."
So he's looking for a wife in the closet?
"You are just drunk, not stupid. There is no wife in the closet. If I don't see you next time, go to the bathroom or find me in the next room." Gu Fei said softly while hugging the drunk man.
"Um."
After coaxing the man into submission, Gu Fei was also very sleepy and fell asleep in his arms.
When Song Tingxuan woke up, he felt like his head was going to explode. He sat on the bed for a long time before he calmed down.
He looked at the messy room and the woman sleeping in his arms, and for a moment he couldn't remember what happened last night.
Is this a quarrel?
It doesn't look like it.
His head was still aching badly, so he stood up, tidied himself up and went downstairs.
When he saw the maid, he said to her, "Wait for the lady to wake up and clean up the room."
"Okay, Mr. Song, the sobering soup is on the table, remember to drink it."
Song Tingxuan calmed down after drinking the sobering soup. He drank too much last night and couldn't remember what happened now.
"Dad, let me ask you to sign here." Hengheng immediately took out his test paper from his schoolbag and said to him after seeing him.
Song Tingxuan rubbed his brows and took a look at his test paper. All the answers on the front were correct, but when he opened the back, he saw that they were all blank.
I didn't do the reading comprehension questions, let alone the short essay of a few hundred words.
"Hehe, tell me, why didn't you write the latter part." Song Tingxuan just felt his head getting bigger and more painful.
Hengheng stood in front of him, hesitating and not saying anything. Song Tingxuan looked at him and asked again: "Can you tell Dad why you don't write?"
"Because... I can't..." Hengheng said while lowering his head and playing with his little hands.
"No?" Song Tingxuan obviously didn't believe it. Hengheng's grades in Chinese, math and English were all very good, and he had written all the previous exams with perfect scores.
If I say no now, Song Tingxuan won't believe it.
"The midterm exam will be here soon. You won't get a good grade if you're like this. You have to write well even if you don't know the answer." Song Tingxuan put the test paper in front of himself, pointed to the first comprehension question that hadn't been answered, and began to explain it to him one by one.
After spending about 20 minutes explaining it to him, he picked up a pen and wrote his name on it. "Don't do this next time. You have to fill it in even if you don't know how to do it. This is the most basic requirement."
Hengheng felt a little guilty at this moment and didn't dare to look at Song Tingxuan, "I know, Dad."
“I went to school.”
After saying that, he packed up his things and ran out. Looking at his back, Song Tingxuan sighed, thinking that he had grown up and had his own little secrets.
When they got to school, Hengheng's classmate who sat behind him came to him and asked anxiously, "Xiao Song, your father didn't beat you, did he?"
"Nothing." Hengheng sat down and took out the test paper and said, "Look, he even explained it to me in pencil and signed his name."
"That's good." The person at the back table breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that everything was fine.
He took out a bunch of Ultraman cards from his bag and placed them in front of Hengheng, "This is for you."
After reading them carefully one by one, Hengheng picked up a rubber band, tied them all up and put them in his schoolbag.
When the other kids saw so many Ultraman cards, they all looked at him with envy, "Xiao Lin, why did you give Xiao Song so many Ultraman cards, even the SSR ones?"
"This is a secret between Xiao Song and I, so I won't tell you."
During class, Xiaohua saw Heng Heng not paying attention to the teacher's explanation of the test paper, so she pushed him and whispered, "Why aren't you paying attention in class?"
"I'm listening." Hem said.
"You obviously don't."
The two of them were chatting quietly in the quiet classroom. The Chinese teacher stopped and looked at them and said, "Song Sichen, how do you answer this question?"
The teacher pointed to the question written on the blackboard and asked Hengheng, and Hengheng looked at the question on the blackboard and answered it out loud.
"Okay, sit down." The teacher asked him to sit down and said, "Although you understand, you still have to listen carefully."
Hengheng was still writing and drawing in his sketchbook with his pencil, and after each class he just copied his notes on the test paper.
After class, Xiaohua looked at him and said, "Xiaosong, you should pay attention in class."
"Yeah, got it." Hengheng responded but did not take any action.
Xiaohua was a little angry. She looked oddly cute sitting there with a sulky expression.
After Heng Heng finished painting, he saw her standing there and asked angrily, "What's wrong with you?"
"It's OK."
He hummed and scratched his head, feeling that it was strange. His father had told him all this, he had memorized it and written down the answers, and he didn't say anything to disturb the teacher.
It was not until the evening that Song Tingxuan found out why the brat didn't write the second half.
When he went in to bring milk to Hengheng, he saw him putting those Ultraman cards in his collection box. These were all extra. After Song Tingxuan put the milk down, he stood beside him and asked, "Did you buy cards again?"
"No, I got it through a trade." He said.
"What deal?"
Hengheng looked at him and opened his mouth without wanting to say anything, but Song Tingxuan's face was stern and serious at this time, which made Hengheng a little scared.
"Tell me, what's the deal?" Song Tingxuan pulled a chair and sat next to him.
Finally, Hengheng could only reluctantly say, "My deskmate behind me said that if he could get first place in the class, his parents would take him to the playground on weekends. I always got first place in the exams and he was second."
"He wanted to go to the amusement park, so he made a deal with me. If I didn't write the last part of the Chinese language test and wrote a few fewer math questions, he would be able to get first place."
“…”
Song Tingxuan didn't realize for a moment that he was talking about him like that, and then he hummed and said, "Besides, he can go play, and I can get the cards I want, so it's a win-win situation."
Hearing his son say this, Song Tingxuan sighed. At such a young age, he was calculating. "You have a high talent. If you are not good enough, I will give you more work on weekends. Let me see the contract."
"You should do less of this kind of thing. I won't say anything to you this time, but if your parents are asked to sign for this kind of thing next time, I won't let you sign." Song Tingxuan patted his head gently and said, "Drink the milk."
"knew."
After Hengheng finished drinking the milk, he handed the cup to him, "Dad, look at the painting I drew." He handed him the painting he had drawn in class that afternoon.
Song Tingxuan took it with one hand and took a look. The child's drawing skills were not very good, but you could tell what he was drawing.
Two adults and two children, all holding hands. Everyone's face was filled with smiles, "What did you draw?"
"We are a family. The black one is my sister." He pointed at the person without face painting and said.
"That's great, can you give it to me?" Song Tingxuan asked.
Heng Heng waved his hand and said, "Take it away. I will draw a better one another day."
Song Tingxuan walked out of the room with Hengheng's painting. He went back to the study and put it away carefully.
Shen An's wedding was also very grand, making many women jealous.
This wedding was celebrated solemnly for a long time and finally came true. After knowing that Shen An got married, Wicks was completely silent.
"Brother, don't be sad." Chu Yunyang patted his shoulder to comfort him, "You are still young, it is important to find someone who is compatible with you."
"But Miss Shen and I get along very well." Wicks sighed, feeling very sad.
"Why are you sad? Even if they don't get married, you can't pursue Shen An." Chu Yunyang put his arm around his shoulder and said, "Why?" Wicks asked in confusion.
"Your home is too far away. Her mother won't agree."
There was no choice but for Wicks to accept the result and finally offer his best wishes.
At night, Yan Luhe looked at Shen An sitting on the bed, and suddenly rushed over and knocked her down.
"Wife, I will make you completely mine tonight."
"Yeah, I know." Shen An put his arm around him and said.
Yanlu He was so absurd that night that Shen An just felt that this man was a beast.
Men are no longer human after they start having sex.
This is what Shen An was thinking before he passed out from exhaustion.
Yanluhe kissed her forehead and fell asleep. The next day, Shen An didn't wake up until two in the afternoon.
At this time, the other side of the bed was empty, and the person was gone. Shen An sat up and felt very tired. She felt that she had underestimated this man.
"Wake up, wife. I made porridge for you. I'll serve it to you."
After saying this, he kissed her and ran out of the room in his slippers. Before Shen An could even say a word, he was gone.
Shen An had no way to move to get out of bed and go to the bathroom to wash up. She felt extremely uncomfortable all over with every step she took, and she felt that this man was not a human being with every step she took.
After washing up and getting everything ready, Shen An looked at himself in the mirror and sighed again that this man was a dog, with those marks all over his neck.
"You bastard!" She whispered as she walked out of the bathroom and saw Yan Luhe sitting on the sofa. "Come out, come and have some porridge."
"What's wrong with your body?"
"No." Shen An muttered and sat next to him. Yanluhe fed her one spoonful at a time with a spoon. "Let's go to H City next week." He said while feeding Shen An.
"Okay." Shen An nodded in agreement, but she thought as she ate that if she went to H City with him, she would lose her job and become a vagrant.
"Can you find me a job after I go there? I don't want to be a homeless person."
Yan Luhe agreed immediately, "How about letting you be the boss lady of the company?"
"..." Shen An punched him and said, "Be serious."
After being punched, Yan Luhe laughed and said, "Don't worry, honey. I will find you a job that's suitable for you."
"If it doesn't work, I'll open a law firm for you."
"OK!"
The weather has been getting colder recently, and we are slowly taking out our coats and putting them on.
Hengheng always sweats every time he practices skateboarding. When he gets hot, he takes off his jacket. After he gets warm again, he doesn't want to put on more clothes. He gradually catches a cold after being exposed to the wind for too long.
He was sitting next to Gu Fei, and just as he was about to speak, he sneezed twice in succession.
"Have you caught a cold?" Gu Fei asked worriedly, touching his forehead.
"Not really. I haven't been sick for a long time." "A long time" here means not being sick for a year.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh, don't talk nonsense." Gu Fei said after pooh three times.
Hengheng asked: "Mom, why hasn't my sister come out yet?"
It's been two months and the baby hasn't come out yet. Hengheng looked at her belly with special curiosity. Mom's belly remained the same, but the food she ate every day was weird.
It was either ridiculously sour or extremely spicy. The last time he ate something sour it made him frown.
"It will take a long time for it to come out." Gu Fei said while eating sour plums and touching his stomach.
"How long?" He sneezed right after he said that, but neither of them took it too seriously.
After asking the question, Hengheng ran upstairs. When he washed his hair, he forgot to blow-dry it and ended up having a fever in the middle of the night.
The maids would go to check on Hengheng at one or two o'clock every night to see if he was kicking the quilt or anything like that. When they went to check tonight, they found that Hengheng seemed a little strange.
I touched his forehead and it felt very hot. He had a fever.
She hurriedly knocked on the door of Song Tingxuan's room. After knocking twice, Song Tingxuan came to open the door.
"What happened?" Song Tingxuan asked.
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