The cold wind blew in forcefully, ruffling her hair.

It also calmed her down a lot.

He just said that he didn't have to do it with her.

Listen to what he wants, as long as she insists on divorce, he may agree one day...

Thinking of this, my anxious mood was relieved a little.

After arriving home, Mrs. Zhang and the driver helped Fu Shiting out of the car.

Qin Anan saw that he was being served, so he returned to his room silently.

Not long after, Mrs. Zhang came over and knocked on her door: "Madam, Mr. won't let us touch him. Why don't you go and try it? Just wipe his face and put on his pajamas."

Wipe your face and change into pajamas?

If he was in a vegetative state now, then she would definitely admit it.

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But he is not!

Although he drank too much, he was not completely drunk.

She didn't forget that they had a fight in the car on the way back.

"How about letting him sleep directly?" Qin Anan suggested, "When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will naturally take a shower and change clothes. We don't need to worry about him."

Mrs. Zhang looked shocked: "Madam, how can this work? Come up with me and try it! Maybe if you change his clothes, he won't be so resistant."

Second floor, master bedroom.

The door is open.

Fu Shiting was lying on the bed, quietly as if he had fallen asleep.

Mrs. Zhang pushed Qin Anan towards the bed.

"Madam, sir, if he drinks too much, he may wake up more at night and may vomit...so it is better to have someone by his side to take care of him." After Mrs. Zhang said this, Qin Anan already knew what she was going to say next.

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Just as she was about to refuse, Sister-in-law Zhang continued: "His leg is in the critical recovery period. The doctor said that he cannot be injured now, otherwise it will affect the subsequent rehabilitation treatment. So you can sleep with him tonight!"

Qin Anan's brows knitted together.

The words that refused to slip to my lips were swallowed back into my stomach little by little.

There was no way she could refuse, both emotionally and rationally.

"Madam, you can wait until your husband sleeps for a while before wiping his face... If it's not easy to change his clothes, then help him take off his dirty clothes first... Take them off and go to bed first.

....." Mrs. Zhang walked to the door of the room and finally explained to Qin Anan.

Qin Anan has one head and two heads.

After Mrs. Zhang left, Qin Anan walked to the bed angrily.

His eyes were closed and his breathing was a little heavy. The skin on his face was abnormally red, and he didn't know how much wine he had drunk.

She walked to the bathroom and came out with a basin of warm water.

After placing the basin on the bedside table, she walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, raising her hands to unbutton his shirt.

When her fingers touched his shirt, he noticed movement and quickly grasped her hand. At the same time, his eyes opened with a dangerous and vigilant look.

"Let go." Qin Anan looked into his eyes, "Or you can take it off yourself."

Obviously, he didn't want to do it himself.

I have a terrible headache.

The reason was not completely defeated, but the body was paralyzed by alcohol.

He let go.

She smoothly took off his shirt and untied his belt...

Just when she was about to take off his trousers, his big palm held her small hand without warning.

Hold it very tightly.

"Who allowed you to enter my room?!" His chest heaved and his breath was heavy, "Who allowed you to take off my clothes?! Qin An'an, have you always been such a casual woman!"

Qin An'an: "..."

Is this the power of alcohol?

Maybe when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he won't remember anything about what happened tonight.

Thinking of this, she lost her psychological baggage.

She pushed his hand away, picked up the waistband of his trousers, tugged hard... and took off his trousers three times in two strokes.

Fu Shitingying frowned and looked at her more fiercely.

She ignored him.

After throwing the dirty clothes into the clothes basket, she took out the towel from the basin and wrung it dry.

Then he put a warm towel on his angry face.


Chapter completed!