An Zhisu was shaky and unsteady. She hugged his waist reflexively, raised her head, and said silently: "You said I'm not allowed to drink."
"Remember my words, but you still turn a deaf ear to my words. Who did you learn to do this secretly and secretly?" Ye Lancheng pulled her away and said, "Stand still."
"I can't stand well, I'm dizzy." An Zhisu was pulled away by Ye Lancheng, and then he stuck to her like a sloth: "Don't move, I'm dizzy."
"Yes!" Ye Lancheng grinded his teeth: "Why drink?" An Zhisu squinted his eyes and bent them into a line, with a silly smile on both sides of his mouth: "Well... I just want to drink. Ye Lancheng, don't be so stingy, I only drink
I bought two and a half bottles. Good wine should be shared with everyone. I am still your wife. You have to be nice to your wife. It was said in the news, no
Making your wife drink alcohol is considered domestic violence."
Ye Lancheng:......
Whatever the news said, I'm afraid you made it up yourself.
"You are so disobedient, I should consider giving away all the wine." Ye Lancheng frowned because she smelled of alcohol. He had been socializing all night and only drank a few glasses of sake.
"No!" An Zhisu immediately showed a miser's expression: "These are all mine, you are not allowed to give them away. If you want to give them away, you can only give them your own half. This is the joint property of husband and wife, and the remaining half is mine."
Ye Lancheng snorted: "I also know that the husband and wife have joint property, so it seems that they are not completely drunk."
"I'm not drunk to begin with. I have a good drinking capacity. I can still drink two and a half more bottles." An Zhisu stretched out two slender white fingers and waved them in front of Ye Lancheng.
"Ability." Ye Lancheng laughed angrily at him and hugged her waist: "Don't drink anymore. Go back to your room and sleep."
"Sleep?" An Zhisu tilted his head, thought hard, and then nodded as if he had found something more fun than drinking, "Okay, okay, sleep, sleep."
Ye Lancheng was angry and had nothing to do with her, so he helped her walk a few steps, but she staggered unsteadily. Ye Lancheng lost his patience and pulled her into a princess hug.
An Zhisu subconsciously hugged his neck, with a drunken blur in his eyes, looking deeply at Ye Lancheng's face.
Ye Lancheng carried her back to the bedroom without squinting and put her on the big bed, but An Zhisu held his neck and refused to let go.
"Let go." Ye Lancheng said.
An Zhisu shook his head like a rattle: "Not loose."
Ye Lancheng held back his temper and said in a softer tone: "Be good and sleep."
"Don't be a good boy." An Zhisu became more courageous after drinking wine, with a charming smile on his red face: "Ye Lancheng, have I ever said that you are very beautiful."
Ye Lancheng's face darkened: "Beautiful is not a word used to describe a man."
"Well, I can't describe other men, I can only describe you, because you are beautiful. Ye Lancheng, why are you so good-looking?" An Zhisu looked at Ye Lancheng's unusually handsome face with obsession.
"Superficial." Ye Lancheng flicked her forehead, as if to punish her for repeatedly using "beautiful" to describe her appearance.
"It's not superficial. Aren't all the love at first sight in this world the result of falling in love with the other person's appearance?" An Zhisu has his own set of fallacies.
Ye Lancheng's eyebrows slightly rose, but he was not in a hurry for her to let go of him. He supported his upper body and looked down at her: "Do you fall in love with my appearance?"
An Zhisu hummed shyly: "You are good-looking. I like good-looking people."
"If someone is prettier than me, will you fall in love with him?" Ye Lancheng asked her calmly.
"Impossible." An Zhisu shook her head firmly, and before Ye Lancheng could be moved, she quickly added: "There can be no other man who is more handsome than you. You are the most handsome man I have ever seen."
Ye Lancheng:......
Ye Lancheng's face turned dark again, which meant that if there were other men who were better-looking than him, there was still a possibility that she would fall in love with him.
Ye Lancheng endured it for a long time before he tried to teach this brave little wife a lesson. He raised his hand and pulled away her jade arms wrapped around his neck: "Get some sleep and don't act like a drunkard."
"I told you I'm not drunk." An Zhisu wrapped her arms around his neck flexibly and pulled his head down forcefully. The distance between the two of them could be heard instantly.
It was the first time that Ye Lancheng was so close to An Zhisu. Her face was flushed with alcohol and her breath was filled with the mellow aroma of red wine. It seemed that he would become drunk after smelling it a few times.
After half a month of marriage, he had never touched her, but he was a normal man. He had a lovely wife sleeping next to him every night. It was not that he didn't react, he just didn't want to force her. At this moment, looking at An Zhisu's attractive face
Little face, he wanted to tear her clothes to pieces and want her hard.
"Ye Lancheng..." An Zhisu called his name, and the aroma of the wine he breathed out could intoxicate Ye Lancheng.
Ye Lancheng clenched his fists, tried his best to restrain himself, and advised her calmly: "An Zhisu, don't play with fire."
"Giggle..." An Zhisu smiled like a flower, and her expression became more charming because of her drunkenness, like a little goblin seducing someone. She tilted her head slightly and whispered in his ear: "Ye Lancheng, don't you want me?"
"
Ye Lancheng's fists clenched a little more, and it was already hard to endure: "You are drunk."
"I'm not drunk." An Zhisu was unusually sober: "Ye Lancheng, you want me. I want to be a real couple with you, and I want to be Ye Lancheng's real wife."
Surprise flashed across Ye Lancheng's eyes. He looked at her and couldn't understand her for the first time.
An Zhisu looked at him. After a few seconds, she took the initiative to kiss his thin lips. The slightly cool touch made her tremble, but she did not move away. Instead, she pulled Ye Lancheng's head away with force.
Lower, making it easier for her to "violate" further.
Ye Lancheng's brain was stunned for a moment, but he soon came back to his senses. The moment he came back to his senses, his body's reaction was far more honest than his reason. He took over the initiative, pressed on her lips, and violently abused her.
Their lips and teeth touched, and the two people who were kissing were unknowingly meeting each other honestly. The silky silk quilt was pulled down, and the scene was beautiful in spring.
An Zhisu felt nervous at the bottom of his heart. Ye Lancheng's palm was very big and smooth, not like a man's hand at all, but seemed more delicate than a woman's.
"Ye Lancheng..." An Zhisu circled Ye Lancheng's waist and shouted in a voice so delicate that she even started to frighten herself.
Ye Lancheng leaned over and kissed her tears away, spending thirty years of tenderness: "I will only let you cry once in this life."
An Zhisu didn't know if he heard clearly. She clung to his back and murmured: "Ye Lancheng, I only have you."
"That's enough. I am enough." Ye Lancheng heard An Zhisu's murmur. He kissed her, entangled her, and went to heaven with her.