Chapter 1045 The Drunken Wife is So Cute
“Wuwu is drunk, I’ll take her home first.”
Shang Shiyan scooped the person up in his arms, raised his dark eyes slightly, and looked at Wen Jianjian: "Third Brother is on his way, so don't stay out too late."
"Understood, Mr. Shang." Wen Jianjian nodded obediently.
"Okay, okay."
The others nodded in agreement, trembling like elementary school students being scolded in front of Shang Shiyan.
After the two left, the group finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Shang shouldn't be angry, right?" Class monitor Tang Yuan asked softly.
"Won't!"
Wen Jianjian replied earnestly, "My cousin's husband wouldn't dare to argue with my cousin; at most, he'd feel sorry for her when she's drunk."
"Even if she's angry, my cousin can easily coax her with a few words."
“I’ve seen this scene countless times. My cousin’s husband has no status at home.”
No sooner had he finished speaking than a familiar voice rang out from behind him: "You're quite knowledgeable, huh?"
"!"
Wen Jianjian's back stiffened abruptly, and when she turned around, she saw Song Mingji dangling his car keys.
"Third Brother Song." Zhao Qianqian and the others immediately smiled and greeted him politely.
"Don't be shy, have a seat." Song Mingji didn't rush to take Wen Jianjian away, but sat down next to her and said with a smile, "Order whatever you want, it's on me today."
"I couldn't possibly accept that," Xu Qingye said hastily.
"You are Jianjian's friends, so naturally you are my friends too."
Song Mingji took the initiative to raise his glass and said softly, "I often hear Jianjian mention you. Thank you for taking care of her."
Jianjian is rather introverted and not good at making friends.
"You're too kind, Brother Song." Zhao Qianqian and the others also raised their wine glasses and clinked them with his.
"Let's order some more food."
Song Mingji handed the menu to the group across from him, then turned to Wen Jianjian and said, "Watching a movie, huh?"
Wen Jianjian blinked, clenched her fingers, and smiled awkwardly: "I originally wanted to watch a movie, but I changed my plans halfway through."
"You're just lying to me." Song Mingji held her hand, smiling indulgently. "Have you been drinking?"
"I didn't drink it!"
Wen Jianjian quickly shook her head and obediently replied, "Only Xu Qingye drinks it; we all drink juice."
"real?"
Song Mingji was half-believing and half-doubting. While the others were focused on ordering food and not paying attention to them, he grabbed Wen Jianjian by the back of her neck and kissed her lips hard.
"Hmm!"
Wen Jianjian was forced to crane her neck to look at the magnified handsome face, her head buzzing.
A few seconds later.
Song Mingji quickly left, his fingertip brushing against her lips, his voice low and husky: "This time I didn't lie, I really didn't drink it."
"..."
Wen Jianjian's cheeks flushed, and she secretly glanced at the person opposite her.
Seeing that they hadn't noticed, her shy heart gradually calmed down.
She gave Song Mingji a playful glare and asked softly, "Did my brother-in-law tell you we were here?"
"What brother-in-law?" Song Mingji put his arm around Wen Jianjian's waist, curled his lips into a cold sneer: "Call me brother-in-law."
"..."
Wen Jianjian was speechless.
He only dares to talk big in private, so why did he chicken out in front of his cousin?
——
On the bus.
Pei Jinwu sat in Shang Shiyan's lap, carefully examining his face.
"What are you looking at?" Shang Shiyan put his arm around her waist, his deep eyes filled with intense love.
"nice."
Pei Jinwu's cheeks flushed, and she nodded her head as she spoke, looking exceptionally cute: "Shang Shiyan, you are so handsome."
"You only realize it now?" Shang Shiyan's lips curled up, and he leaned over to kiss her cheek: "Truth comes out when you're drunk, that's your true feelings. Right, you little drunkard?"
"Nonsense, I'm not drunk at all."
Pei Jinwu punched him in the chest and retorted angrily.
"real?"
Seeing her so adorable was rare for Shang Shiyan, so he couldn't resist teasing her and deliberately held up five fingers, asking, "Then count, how many is this?"
"Um?"
Pei Jinwu's eyes were unfocused. She grabbed the man's wrist, leaned forward, and counted his fingers one by one with great care.
"1-2-3-5..." As he counted, he became dazed, suddenly realizing something was wrong, and started counting again:
"1-2-4-5..."
Then she paused again, her pretty face showing a blank expression, and shook her head: "No, I'll count again."
"Pfft—"
Feng Zhi, who was driving in front, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
My wife is so cute when she's drunk.
"why are you laughing?"
Hearing someone laugh, Pei Jinwu leaned out menacingly, wanting to settle scores with the person.
“Exactly.” Shang Shiyan stroked her hair, mimicking her fierce tone, and asked lazily, “Feng Zhi, what are you laughing at?”
"I didn't... I didn't laugh."
Feng Zhi was so frightened that he quickly pursed his lips and pretended to be calm.
"Alright." Shang Shiyan pulled the person back and coaxed him softly, "When we get back, I'll give him the mute medicine."
Feng Zhi: "!!!"
"Um."
Pei Jinwu was coaxed into submission and nestled in Shang Shiyan's arms, muttering, "How dare he laugh at me? Feed him more."
Feng Zhi: "..."
"good."
Shang Shiyan also stared at her, feeling a sense of satisfaction and tenderness in his heart.
"Husband." Pei Jinwu chuckled, cupped his face, and kissed him earnestly.
Perhaps because he was drunk today, Pei Jinwu's actions were more enthusiastic and bold.
"..."
Shang Shiyan put his arm around her waist, smiled gently, and returned her kiss.
The temperature inside the carriage gradually rose.
Pei Jinwu felt hot all over and, in a fit of irrationality, tugged at the clothes of the two of them.
"!!!"
Feng Zhi wished he could gouge his eyes out; this was something he could see without spending a penny.
"Pull over and get out," Shang Shiyan ordered, his breathing unsteady, as he made room for them.
"yes."
Feng Zhi naturally knew what was going to happen next. After the car came to a stop, he scrambled out of the carriage.
Shang Shiyan gripped Pei Jinwu's waist and demanded in a hoarse voice, "Little drunkard, do you know what you're doing?"
Pei Jinwu couldn't hear what he was saying, and dazedly pressed herself against him, kissing his bobbing Adam's apple.
In an instant.
Shang Shiyan lost all reason and completely lost control, turning the tables on him.
Hug her, kiss her, possess her.
Time ticked by, second by second.
After an unknown amount of time, the carriage became quiet.
All the absurdity returned to normal.
Pei Jinwu was nestled in Shang Shiyan's arms, her upper body covered by a black suit jacket, and her bare shoulders were covered with fine beads of sweat.
She kept her eyes closed, so sleepy she couldn't even open her eyelids.
Shang Shiyan leaned down, kissed her cheek, and said with a helpless smile, "We're home, wife."
"Um."
Pei Jinwu shifted her body and shrank into the coat that smelled of him.
I lay down on the chair and fell into a deep sleep.
——
the next day.
Pei Jinwu slowly woke up, her head throbbing terribly, and her whole body felt like it was about to fall apart.
She rubbed her temples, recalling what had happened yesterday.
Some embarrassing images flooded my mind.
She first got drunk from the wrong drink, and then she met Shang Shiyan.
And then—
She seemed to climb onto Shang Shiyan's lap, doing this and that in the carriage.
Most of the time, it was she who took the initiative.
hateful.
Pei Jinwu clenched her fist and pounded the bed hard.
Her lifelong reputation was completely ruined by that vixen Shang Shiyan!
——
good evening.
Happy National Day, little ones!
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