Chapter 58 Qiao Xi is drunk

What kind of goddess is this? She's clearly a goddess, right?

I didn't see her going crazy with alcohol last time in Nancheng.

Shen Dang regretted letting her drink so much.

I really want to throw her under the bus.

Still mean to her?

annoying!

Qiao Xi bared her teeth and claws and rushed towards Shen Dang, but was pulled back by the seat belt. She simply said harsh words: "You are so cruel to me, I will let my husband kill you!" At this time, she spoke fluently.

She raised her hand angrily and slapped it, which hurt her hand.

"Woo... my hand." She looked down at her palm and touched it with her other hand.

It doesn't hurt to touch.

Shen Dang was really going to laugh at her.

He spoke as if he were a gangster.

Shen Dang raised Qiao Xi's chin, and his voice was full of confusion: "Who is your husband?"

What else does this drunkard remember?

"My husband, my husband..." Qiao Xi tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Who is my husband?"

Shen Dang: "..."

Forget it, why is he talking to this drunkard?

are you crazy!

Shen Dang slammed the car door with force.

Qiao Xi's body trembled, and then she murmured to herself: "My husband is a dog man."

Shen Dang naturally did not hear this sentence.

Shen Dang buckled his seat belt and said to Qiao Xi, "Sit tight."

How could Qiao Xi hear what he said?

Shen Dang took a deep breath, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped off.

Under the inertia, Qiao Xi fell backward and hit the back of the chair with the back of her head.

She leaned against the seat and suddenly became quiet. She closed her eyes and looked docile, like a cat that had put away its sharp claws.

The thin light from the street lamp shone in, casting a light on her face, giving her a dreamy and astonishing beauty.

Shen Dang glanced at her sideways. If he had known that he had just knocked her out, why would he be talking to her so much nonsense?

Half an hour later, the car stopped at Yingyue Bay.

Shen Dang opened the car door and helped Qiao Xi out of the car.

Shen Dang pushed the door open and entered. Qiao Xi staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, Shen Dang pulled her back.

It’s crazy!

Shen Dang pressed his eyebrows, put his hands on the crook of her knees, and bent down to hug Qiao Xi.

He gave her a cold look, carried her up to the second floor without changing his expression, kicked open the door, let go and threw her on the bed.

The movements are not gentle at all.

Qiao Xi's body bounced back a few times on the bed. She felt even more dizzy and everything in front of her eyes was blurry.

But she seems to remember the dog man.

"Dog man."

"?"

WTF?

Shen Dang bent down and got closer to her, wanting to hear what nonsense she was talking about.

Qiao Xi wanted to catch the moving person in front of her, but when she raised her hand, she accidentally hit Shen Dang in the face.

There was a crisp sound, and Qiao Xi didn't know that she had slapped the face that Haicheng's daughter liked the most.

Shen Dang was stunned, his slender peach blossom eyes filled with a hint of coldness.

No one dared to hit him in the face yet.

He gritted his teeth and pinched Qiao Xi's face. Feeling annoyed, he pulled the flesh on her face outward.

Damn woman!

Will he still care about her when she gets drunk in the future?

Qiao Xi was in pain and raised her hand with a grin on her face.

This annoying dog!

Shen Dang quickly retracted his hand with quick eyes.

"Tsk."

I still want to hit him.

Shen Dang saw the flesh on Qiao Xi's face rebounding slightly.

He clicked his tongue again.

This woman lost her celestial spirit when she was drunk, and she did not look cold and aloof, repelling people thousands of miles away, but looking at the drunkard in front of him, he didn't find it too pleasing to his eyes.

She should be left to fend for herself.

Shen Dang roughly pulled the quilt over and threw it on her, then took her pajamas and went to take a shower.

When he came out of the shower, he saw Qiao Xi taking off the quilt.

He glanced at it, kindly put the quilt back on him, then turned off the light and left the room.

Qiao Ximeng murmured while lying on the bed, and only the moonlight that secretly shone in from the window could hear what she said.

She slept well, but Shen Dang couldn't sleep.

…

When Qiao Xi woke up the next day, she only felt a dull pain in her head, as if someone had hit her with a stick.

She beat her head and raised her eyes to find that everything in front of her was unfamiliar.

Where is this?

Qiao Xi's heart suddenly suddenly opened, and she suddenly opened the quilt and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was still wearing yesterday's dress.

She only remembered that she drank several glasses of white wine last night, but she didn't know what happened next.

Qiao Xi lay on the railing on the second floor and glanced downstairs, frowning slightly. If she remembered correctly, this is...

She held on to the railing and went downstairs.

When Shen Dang came out with breakfast, he happened to see Qiao Xi standing at the top of the stairs. He put the breakfast on the table: "Are you awake?"

There was no emotion in his dark eyes, but he looked at her coldly.

Qiao Xi felt her head hurt even more.

"Boss Shen, why am I here?"

What happened last night, and why does she have no memory at all?

"Very good." Shen Dang twitched his lips, and the smile on his lips was full of ridicule: "You have forgotten all the good things you did last night."

There is no legitimate reason for him to go back for revenge.

It's very uncomfortable to feel the breath in my heart being suppressed like this.

Qiao Xi: "..."

Perhaps because she drank too much last night, Qiao Xi's mind suddenly jumped: "Did I help grandma cross the road?"

No way?

Did she really do such a thing when she was drunk?

Shen Dang: "..."

The air was eerily still.

If you didn’t help the old lady, what on earth did she do?

"I don't know what it's like to be drunk." Qiao Xi raised her eyelids slightly: "I have never been drunk."

Shen Dang's sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and he was leaning lazily against the white dining table. He looked like a noble and aloof young man from an aristocratic family, but his aura was terrifyingly gloomy: "Then what did you do last night? Pretend to be drunk, and then follow me. Are you drunk and crazy?"
To be continued...