Chapter 369 Drunk

Bo Jinxiu finished speaking.

He didn't even give Li Yunting a chance to speak.

He just turned around and left.

Soon, we returned to Villa No. 9.

Bo Jinxiu planned to carry the co-pilot Jiang Ciyou out.

When unbuckling the seat belt, Jiang Ciyou woke up in a daze.

Jiang Ciyou opened his eyes and looked outside: "Are we home yet?"

From the very beginning, Bo Jinxiu felt a little depressed for some unknown reason.

So I replied unhappily: "You still know you need to go home."

Jiang Ciyou rubbed his head: "It hurts..."

Seeing Jiang Ci looking worried and upset.

Bo Jinxiu couldn't bear to say anything to her anymore.

He carried her out of her seat directly.

After entering the house, go straight upstairs.

After returning to the room, he threw Jiang Ciyou onto the bed and left the room.

By this time, Jiang Ciyou had basically woken up completely.

She noticed Bo Jinxiu's unhappiness.

Of course, Jiang Ciyou also guessed the reason.

Before, Bo Jinxiu didn't like her drinking.

Jiang Ciyou got up and went to the bathroom, washed his face, and felt much more sober.

Today is indeed a bit late.

It was obviously fruit wine that I was drinking.

I didn't expect the aftereffects to be so strong.

Jiang Ciyou came out of the bathroom and was about to leave.

But I saw Bo Jinxiu coming back from outside.

He was actually wearing an apron.

He was holding a bowl of soup in his hand.

He walked over, his face was cold but his movements were natural.

"Drink the hangover soup."

Jiang Ciyou felt a sudden warmth in his heart.

"So you went out to make me some hangover soup. I thought you were angry."

Jiang Ciyou had already taken the sobering soup.

He drank it all in one gulp.

Then she wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue: "Wow, so bitter."

Looking at Jiang Ci’s worried little face.

Bo Jinxiu's mood improved a lot: "You deserve it! If you get drunk again, I will add coptis root to your drink."

The recipes for these hangover-relief soups were made by an old Chinese doctor. Not only do they help sober you up, they also nourish the stomach. They contain a few Chinese herbs, so naturally they don't taste good.

He had cooked it for Jiang Ciyou several times before, always adding rock sugar and honey, so it naturally didn't taste bitter.

Jiang Ciyou smiled at him, with a naughty look on his face: "Are you willing to give it up?"

"Jiang Ciyou, did I ever tell you not to drink outside? And you got so drunk!"

Bo Jinxiu was really a little angry.

He didn't mind Jiang Ciyou drinking.

He knew that Jiang Ciyou had a good alcohol tolerance, but several major changes in Jiang Ciyou's life were caused by someone tampering with his wine.

And when she is drunk, she will really pass out.

This is a special period, and he is not sure whether Bo Wanhua will use some dirty means to deal with them.

Therefore, it is necessary to stay awake at all times.

Jiang Ciyou saw that Bo Jinxiu was really angry.

Actively admit.

She hugged Bo Jinxiu's arm and pulled him to sit next to her.

She leaned her head on his shoulder and said coquettishly, "Zhuoqinglian is your territory, that's why I feel safe drinking it."

Jiang Ciyou stood up and held up three fingers as if to swear: "But I promise that I will never drink too much again."

Only after she heard Jiang Ciyou say that it was because she was in Zhuoqinglian did she feel at ease to drink.

Bo Jinxiu's originally depressed mood suddenly seemed to brighten up.

But she still glanced at Jiang Ciyou proudly: "Are you sure you feel more at ease with Zhuo Qinglian, rather than with your senior brother?"

Jiang Ciyou felt a little amused.

This jealous person has overturned again.

How many times would she have to tell him that her senior brother didn't like women at all before he would believe it.

Jiang Ci said anxiously, "Of course it was because of you, because it was your place, because I knew you would come to pick me up, and because you would protect me no matter what, so I was a little reckless and drank too much for a moment, but I promise that I will stay sober next time."

The last bit of pent-up anger in Bo Jinxiu's heart evaporated.

His cold face softened instantly, and even a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.

Bo Jinxiu suddenly reached out and rubbed Jiang Ci's worried head: "I made some seafood porridge, do you want to have some?"

Jiang Ci was worried that he would just drink at night.

I really didn't eat anything.

Now she felt like her stomach was full of water, and it was shaking and making her stomach hurt.

"Okay, I'm hungry."

Jiang Ciyou and Bo Jinxiu went to the restaurant.

Bo Jinxiu served her a bowl of seafood porridge.

When it was just brought to me.

A rich sweetness began to fill the air.

A bowl of steaming hot porridge, sticky and soft, with sweet crab meat, lobster tail, fresh sea urchin, and some green vegetable shreds as garnish.

Jiang Ciyou saw it and his index finger moved.

After taking a bite, he said, "It tastes delicious. The soup used to make the porridge is chicken soup, right?"

Bo Jinxiu smiled and said, "You are the only one who knows how to eat."

Jiang Ciyou took another bite and asked, "Why are you making chicken soup and porridge so late at night?"

Bo Jinxiu said, "I have to go to the company at five o'clock tomorrow morning, so I'll make breakfast for you first. You just need to heat it up when you get up in the morning."

The spoon in Jiang Ciyou's hand also suddenly stopped.

She looked up, with mixed emotions: "You don't have to do this for me anymore?"

They lived in the Green Villa for three years.

As long as Jiang Ciyou stayed there overnight, the next morning.

Bo Jinxiu would definitely prepare a sumptuous breakfast for her.

By that time, Jiang Ci's worry had become a habit.

But now, he is no longer her kept gigolo.

He was the ruler of a vast commercial empire.

He is busy with official duties and has a lot of things to do every day.

How could Jiang Ciyou allow him to be distracted and worry about these things?

Bo Jinxiu said, "Otherwise you won't eat breakfast and you'll have a stomachache again."

Jiang Ciyou has been learning dance since she was a child and has strict requirements on her body shape.

She has never had any passion for food.

During the first period of time she was with Bo Jinxiu, she never even ate breakfast.

I also have stomachache occasionally.

After Bo Jinxiu found out, he cooked porridge for her every day to nourish her stomach.

This persistence lasted for three years.

Jiang Ciyou had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Jiang Ciyou held Bo Jinxiu's hand and said, "I will eat well in the future. You don't have to worry about me. I can't cook, but we can find an aunt."

Bo Jinxiu refused: "Not for now, I'm worried that my elder sister is omnipresent and difficult to control, and I don't like anyone interfering with our lives."

Bo Jinxiu touched Jiang Ciyou's face and said, "You don't have to feel burdened. These are easy for me to handle. I'm used to them."

Jiang Ciyou took a deep breath and said, "Starting tomorrow, I will learn how to cook."

Bo Jinxiu is so busy, we can't let him waste his precious rest time on these household chores.

Bo Jinxiu smiled and said, "Then don't blow up the kitchen."

When it comes to cooking, Jiang Ciyou is quite unconfident.

But she had already made up her mind to learn how to cook.

The two chatted for a while, and Jiang Ci asked, "Today is your first day at the company. Are you used to it?"