☆, Chapter 141 Ah Ci, you are a man, it is not a loss
When Zhai Xuan left Qianyue Bay, he gave the gift he brought for Shu Wanning to Aunt Jing.
Wen Yuming was sent back to Uncle Qiao's villa. The two girls in the house were already drunk.
Shen Qingchen patted the person in his arms, fed her some warm water, and chuckled: "Alright, Miss, you've had enough fun, it's time to go back."
"Where are you going back to? I'm having a great time drinking..."
She was drunk. Shen Qingchen snatched her wine glass and put it aside, then bent down and kissed her brow as if to comfort her.
He picked her up, freed one hand to take her bag, nodded at Wen Yuci, then stood up and left.
"Shen Qingchen, where are you taking me?"
"Don't let go, ancestor. I'll take you back to sober you up."
He stuffed her into the car, fastened her seat belt, and after getting in, he put the coat on the seat over her.
"Shen Qingchen, I'm hungry. I want to eat barbecue."
Shen Qingchen told the driver to drive while replying to her: "You look like barbecue to me."
"Shen Qingchen, why don't you kiss me."
"No, go back and take a shower before kissing."
"Do you dislike me?"
"No, I stink too much and I'm afraid you'll dislike me."
After the two left, Wen Yuci put his arm on the table, supporting his chin with one hand, and watched the drunk Shu Wanning eating an apple.
The smile in the corner of his eyes would not disappear. His gaze followed her, looking at her rosy cheeks, and he felt that she was now lively and cute.
"Mrs. Wen, are you still not full?"
There was a lazy tone in his voice. Shu Wanning turned her head to look at him, her little face full of drunkenness.
"Aci, do you want to eat apples?"
She handed the apple to his lips, and looking at the bite marks she had left, Wen Yuci lowered his head and took a bite of it.
He was wearing a navy blue suit, his jacket buttons unbuttoned, his tie hanging naturally, with the tie clip that Shu Wanning had given him earlier on it.
Suddenly thinking of something, Shu Wanning put down the apple, stared at him without blinking and asked: "Can you put on your shirt and show it to me? Thank you."
Wen Yuci laughed. As expected, she had a bad drinking habit and started to act like a hooligan once she got drunk.
It was the same when I asked him to undress, which was quite polite.
For so long, he had been concerned about her health and had not dared to let her drink too much. Today, thinking that there were so many people around and they were happy, he let her indulge herself, and sure enough, she drank too much again.
"Aning, why are you being a hooligan again?"
Shu Wanning shook his index finger to deny his words: "I'm not a hooligan. We are legal, so we are legal hooliganism."
Wen Yuci smiled, hooked his toes on her chair and brought her to his side, pinched her chin and kissed her.
"Ah Ci, don't change the subject. You need to put on your shirt and show it to me."
"Then what should Aning wear for me to see?"
"Why should I wear it?"
He curled his index finger and rubbed her cheek and lips: "Otherwise, it would seem that I am at a disadvantage."
Shu Wanning frowned, clutching his suit with both hands, and looked at him seriously: "Aci, you are a man, it's not a loss."
Seeing that he still didn't respond, Shu Wanning let go of his hand, shook her head and said, "Forget it, I won't force you."
Wen Yuci held her arm and pulled her to sit on his lap, restraining her to prevent her from escaping, then stood up and carried her back to the bedroom.
He gently threw the person onto the sofa, took off his suit and threw it aside, then took off his tie clip and put it down.
As she stared blankly, he untied the tie and wrapped it around her wrist.
He leaned over and kissed her hard, then whispered, "Wear it, wait here obediently."
Shu Wanning looked at her bound hands, yawned, and muttered, "Who did you learn this from?"
Wen Yuci changed his clothes in the cloakroom. He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The buttons on his collar were undone, revealing a bit of his chest.
He stood in front of Shu Wanning, curled his lips and asked her, "Do you like this?"
He knelt on one knee in front of her, and there was an obvious mark of shirt clipping on his thigh. Shu Wanning smiled and raised her chin: "I can't see clearly because you are wearing pants."
Wen Yuci's hand gently rested on her leg, and he raised his eyes and asked her seriously, "Shu Wanning, do you know what you are saying now?"
"I know."
"Will you have blackouts when you wake up tomorrow?"
The person in front of him shook his head: "No."
He touched the ring on her ring finger, his expression unusually serious, looked into her eyes and asked, "A Ning, will you marry me?"
"Wen Yuci, are you sick? We are already married."
"But we haven't had a wedding yet. How about we have one in the fall?"
Shu Wanning paused for a long moment, then slowly shook her head: "No, there are too many people and I'm scared."
"It won't be crowded." Wen Yuci reassured her, "It's in Qianyue Bay."
Shu Wanning tried her best to stay awake and look at his gentle eyes and eyebrows. He was so gentle only when facing her.
The June evening breeze was slightly humid, and the chirping of insects outside was intermittent. Shu Wanning heard his own voice.
She nodded and said, "Okay."
As she spoke, he untied the tie on her wrist and pulled her hand to put it on his belt.
"Unlock it yourself if you want to see it."
At this moment, Shu Wanning suddenly thought of Mu Shengran's black stockings, and she thought she should buy a pair to wear.
His legs were fairly white, with black rings tied around his thighs, the gold buckles gleaming in the light.
She reached out and fiddled gently, undoing the three clips on her shirt.
Wen Yuci pinched her face and curved his lips: "This is used to fix the shirt."
"It looks good." Shu Wanning praised.
Suddenly, the person in front of her pulled her up, and before she even walked into the bathroom, she was stripped naked.
In the bathroom, Wen Yuci handed her a toothbrush filled with toothpaste, stood behind her, and tied up her hair and fixed it with a hairpin.
Shu Wanning spit out a mouthful of foam and said indistinctly, "Your tattoo is so ugly."
"I have no experience. I will practice more in the future."
He placed his hands on the sink, tilted his head and kissed her cheek: "Mrs. Wen is still sober even after getting drunk."
Shu Wanning ignored him, bent down to squeeze out the facial cleanser to wash her face, and after rubbing out the foam, the person behind her was not at all quiet.
She turned around and rubbed the foam on her hand on his face, and used her arm to push him aside: "Don't disturb me while I wash my face."
Wen Yuci nodded and stopped bothering her. He filled the bathtub with water and carried her in. When they came out of the bathroom, they were only wrapped in bath towels.
Shu Wanning lay on the bed, yawned, and asked him, "Why is Mr. Wen so quiet today?"
"I know you're tired from the flight, so I want you to have a good rest."
There was no response to my words. I turned around and saw that the person on the bed was already asleep, with the bath towel loose and about to fall off.
He gritted his teeth and covered her with a blanket. After changing into pajamas, he came back and held her in his arms, gently kissing the back of her neck.
"Good night, Mrs. Wen."
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