Because the law on universal military service was passed, Karenin's department went to the tavern after work.

Karenin would not have gone to such a place unless it was necessary for his work.

He believes that alcohol is not his preference, and that what is always needed in his position is a clear brain, not to put himself in a state of euphoria and euphoria through alcohol.

But alcohol is something that most men like, and it's inevitable.

Regardless of the barriers on weekdays, Russian men are always able to temporarily put aside their prejudices under the influence of alcohol. This is true even in the face of a boss like Karenin.

Karenin saw the vodka handed to him, then took it and drank it.

He didn't like what was in the cup, and he didn't drink much.

He was involved in a wide range of knowledge, but alcohol was not on the list, and it was one of Karenin's few shortcomings.

The spicy taste buds of the vodka irritated his taste buds, and he furrowed his eyebrows before finishing the glass.

Another glass of wine came over, a specially made wine blend.

After drinking for half an hour, Karenin handed over the field to his subordinates, he knew that they needed to relax, and at this time, as a commander, it was better not to be there.

Vlamykiel sent Karenin to the door.

"Are you okay?"

"It doesn't matter."

Karenin asked Vlamykiel: "Are you going to stay?" ”

"I want to have some fun on my own." Vlamykiel said with a smile, and Karenin nodded in agreement.

He got into the carriage and let out a long sigh of relief in the carriage.

Karenin didn't drink much, but he didn't blush, and he looked like he was as usual, except for talking less, because he knew that drinking was easy to make mistakes, and in officialdom, being delayed by alcohol revealed a lot of secrets, so he couldn't let others find out.

Karenin pressed his temples and loosened his neckline, his whole body not straightened as usual, but leaned slightly against the plank inside the carriage.

Even at such a time, the joy of success did not make him flutter, and he was still thinking about what to do next. After all, there is no Jedi success in officialdom, and there will never be a shortage of reversal dramas.

Back at home, Karenin lifted his eyelids, and he shook his head slightly.

A.T. Kearney came over and said, "Do you want to take a break?" ”

"Yes, I need to." Karenin said that he had not let A.T. Kearney hold him, not to that point, and insisted on walking to his bedroom on his own.

Unlike the average drunkard, who walks staggeringly, he still looks fine and sober.

"I don't need dinner anymore, tell Madame." Before going upstairs, Karenin said that he realized that he was indeed a little drunk, otherwise he would not have remembered it until he stepped up the stairs.

"Yes." A.T. Kearney replied

When he got to the bedroom, Karenin untied his clothes, and with the mental and physical strength to put them aside and fold them neatly.

This obsessive-compulsive habit was developed by him since he was a child, and even more so after arriving at his uncle's house.

He remembered every detail, because that was what his brother, who had died young, had taught him.

Karenin did not go to the bath, on the one hand, he was not fit to take a bath after being drunk, and on the other hand, he knew very well what he had to do first, and if he delayed a little longer, he knew that he should behave inappropriately.

Karenin quickly changed into his pajamas and tucked himself into the quilt. Lying upright, he fell asleep with a frown in less than a minute. This neat way of taking care of himself also indirectly illustrates his vulnerability.

On the other side, while Anna was reading in her bedroom, the housekeeper Kearney told her about Karenin's drinking and his return.

"Do you need to get Dr. Cullens over?" Anna asked.

"No, the master didn't say it."

A.T. Kearney knew Karenin well, and if the latter thought it was needed, he would command it, without being reminded.

"Then let the kitchen get some pear juice."

After Kearney was gone, Anna hesitated, closed the book, and walked to Karenin's bedroom.

When I opened the door, I saw that the man had fallen asleep, and the air was originally just a little rusty woody scent, but now there was a slightly pungent smell of alcohol.

It smells a little spicy.

Anna frowned, her hands were still on the doorknob, a little disgusted and unwilling to enter the drunkard's room.

Of course, she knew that Karenin was not an alcoholic, and she had been paying attention to the matter of the universal military service law.

She took a step back, and A.T. Kearney's voice rang out.

"Ma'am."

Anna's muscles stiffened with fright.

"Mr. Kearney, will you please make some noise next time?"

"Okay."

Like Karenin, this Mr. Kearney is a bit of a one-size-fits-all look, and even because of his meticulous hair and more serious lines, Mr. Kearney looks even more unapproachable than Karenin.

"Do you want me to take care of the lord or ma'am, and you go yourself?" A.T. Kearney asked, with pear juice in his hand.

"I'll do it." Anna said, taking the pear juice from A.T. Kearney's hand. The latter saluted and took his leave.

Reclosing the bedroom door, Anna put the pear juice on the bedside table.

She pulled a chair and sat on the side, because she didn't want to get near someone who still smelled of alcohol.

Karenin was noticeably restless in his sleep, frowning, but he did not like to turn around like Seryosha, and for almost five hours he remained flat.

Seryosha came once in the middle and was sent by Anna to eat and sleep.

Halfway through the book in her hand, Karenin's eyelids twitched, and she woke up.

Anna had never seen Karenin when he first woke up, and honestly, it was a little strange.

Karenin, who she had seen in the past, was always meticulous, precise and calm, and perhaps occasionally flustered, but he was always like a man wrapped in a hardcover three-piece suit, not like now, when he just opened his eyes, because he was drunk, so he rarely showed a trace of confusion.

"Sobered up?" Anna asked, tilting her head slowly.

Karenin looked at Anna when he heard the voice, but he didn't speak, as if he was still wondering why she was here.

Anna smiled slightly.

"It's rare to see you like this. Still meticulous. Anna gestured with her eyes to the neatly folded clothes.

She put down the book in her hand, then got up close to Karenin and helped him up, the pillow behind her.

"I am your wife, and it is naturally my responsibility to take care of my drunken husband. Good thing you're well-behaved, Alexey. ”

Karenin ignored Anna's teasing, he took the pear juice and drank half a glass, and then, as if suddenly sobering up, explained: "The universal military service law was passed, so we went to the tavern, and there were a few special drinks, apparently I overestimated my own drink. ”

Anna ignored Karenin's explanation, and simply put the cup back on the bedside table.

"Do you want to take a shower?"

"Yes."

Anna went to put the bath water, which she didn't have to do by herself, but for some reason, Karenin at this time, she thought it was better not to let others see it.

Now that Karenin had woken up, Anna took out her book and cup.

By the time Karenin came out, he was the only one in the bedroom. Everything returned to his familiar order, even the folds of the sheets were meticulous, and a sense of emptiness rose in Karenin's heart.

He wore pajamas, and then a fairly thick dressing gown, and cotton slippers gently wrapped his feet.

It should have felt warm, but Karenin felt that something was missing.

Wine is really not a good thing.

Karenin thought when he came to his wife's bedroom door, then knocked on the door and went in.

"Anna, I'm hungry."

When the man came in, Anna was combing her long hair at the dresser, and she didn't want to look back, so she glanced at Karenin in the mirror, and after he said that, the movement of her hand paused, and finally blinked and said, "Maybe you can ask the cook to prepare dinner for you." ”

"It's twelve o'clock, and I don't treat servants harshly."

Anna continued to comb her long hair with some amusement, thinking, "So I'm not even as good as a servant?" ”

Despite her thoughts, she tied her hair up.

She knew that although the ladies here did not need to cook every meal by themselves, it was necessary to know some exquisite cooking skills.

Anna is not very good at cooking, but can make the simplest kind of noodles.

After the simple noodles were brought to the table, Anna looked at Karenin, who was not dissatisfied, and ate quietly.

"Then I'll go first?" Anna asked.

Karenin stopped what he was doing, raised his eyes and said, "Are you going to let me eat alone?" ”

"I've eaten, and I'm not hungry." Anna said deliberately.

Karenin furrowed his brow, and as Anna was about to get up, he finally said, "I don't like to dine alone." ”

Hearing this, Anna sat down again.

With one hand on her cheek, she watched quietly as Karenin ate the bowl of noodles that didn't look very delicate. But I didn't know that her kind of strolling but preoccupied gaze was really a little sultry.

"If a person eats too politely and does not make a sound, it is indeed easy to make people drowsy at such a moment." Anna thought.

In the candlelight, whether it is noodles or Karenin, it is a little hazy.

She was a little drowsy when she saw a dark shadow that seemed to be above her, obscuring the hazy light.

Anna raised her eyes, and the man's face was not far from her, and his blue eyes were deep and translucent, as if all the light here was inside.

The fork dropped on the table, Anna tasted a little salty, and the aroma of wheat seemed to be between her lips and teeth. 166 Reading Network