"It's not that we're married to your family, but that our marriage isn't for ourselves..."

That's why it's pitiful.

She had an unbridled smile on her face, and the smile was heartbreaking. But the water in the eyes spread out of the sockets in large areas.

Wet his palms, wet his heart.

Zong Zhenghuang stood up and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Zong Zhenghuang..."Yun Tianyue was already half-asleep and irrational at this time. She looked around in confusion, then stretched out her arm. "I seem to have drunk too much, can you send me back......"

It is said that drunk people will talk nonsense, and there is no logic at all. She was still bitter about him a second ago, and she hated him to the core. The next second, he was full of trust and asked him to take her home.

His eyes were complex, and his brows were furrowed. He stared at Yun Tianyue, curled up on the smooth floor. is so arrogant and domineering on weekdays, flamboyant and lively.

But at this moment, she hummed softly because of the discomfort caused by alcohol, a little painful, a little uncomfortable. The cheeks were slightly pale, and a pair of delicate eyebrows were wrinkled into small folds. Soft and fragile like a newborn child.

He couldn't be ruthless to her after all, so he sighed helplessly. He pulled the towel from the bathroom and wrapped her up. Holding in his arms, he quietly left the wedding scene from the back door of the villa.

The guests were noisy, and Zong Zhengye also entertained everyone present with a good temper. The phone buzzed and vibrate, and when I took it out, I saw a text message from Zong Zhenghuang.

"What's wrong?" Yun Mo asked.

"My brother and sister-in-law are home." He spoke calmly, and didn't seem to feel much. Yun Mo also reacted flatly.

――

Sister-in-law Li wiped Yun Tianyue's body and changed into clean and comfortable clothes. I went to the study at the end of the stairs and told Zong Zhenghuang before going downstairs.

Today, most of the people in Zongzheng's house go to the beach house to prepare for Zongzhengye's wedding. Therefore, there are a few people in the house, and the house is a little cold.

Pushing open the door, the afternoon sun pours softly into the room, and the half-hidden curtains are gently stirred by the wind blowing in from outside. Regained her neatness as before, the feeling of comfort and relaxation spreads from the inside out.

From her amnesia to the present, he has become more and more pampered with her and likes her more and more.

Even such feelings come inexplicably and ethereally. But Zong Zhenghuang knows that the feeling she gives herself has never been given to herself by a woman.

Maybe a qiē is all destined to be good.

Fate doomed her to be married five years ago and gamble with herself, and now she has won.

For five years, he fell in love with her.

"Zong Zhenghuang, what are you doing......" she muttered coldly, her mouth smashed, she looked like she was sleeping very sweetly, her eyes were tightly closed, and her slender eyelashes, which were as long as a feather fan, were trembling slightly.

"Little Yueyue? Miss me? He suddenly became interested, and sat on the edge of the bed with a low, magnetic voice. Like the tinkling of spring water, it strikes out the beauty of music.

If it is voice control, he will definitely kill a large number of women in seconds.

It is said that the IQ of drunk people is not as good as that of pigs, and for people like Yun Tianyue, who drink too much and go crazy with alcohol, it is even more negative.

Zong Zhenghuang asked, and a wicked smile appeared on her cheeks. His eyes were still blurry and moist, and he grinned, "Of course I thought about it... I've always been curious......"

With a curious look on her face, she looked at Zong Zhenghuang and asked, "How many girlfriends do you have?" ”

Zong Zhenghuang was stunned suddenly, he was a little nervous in his heart, and even his throat was a little knotted. Generally, after the wife asks this question, it must be accompanied by domestic violence.

His mind spun around for a moment, then squinted his eyes and smiled, "Since I had you, you've been the only one." ”

"And before? There must have been before. ”

It's hard for her to think about such a complicated issue in her alcohol-filled head.

"It used to be before, but with Xiao Yueyue I don't have it anymore." He is very upright, strict and serious, and has a good and sincere attitude.

"And how many girlfriends do you have on that desk of yours... What's... What's that~! She winced her eyebrows.

The brain thinking jumped like a rocket, and Zong Zhenghuang was completely unable to accept it.

Simply kept silent, the desk...

Suddenly the image of him and her at the desk was full of passion in his mind, although she was cold on the outside and cold in temperament. Available in bed shang. But pungent and passionate. With venting, with a kind of hatred, the love is warm and passionate.

Sometimes, when she climbs the peak, her whole person seems to be empty.

For a few minutes after the break, she likes to curl up in her arms. The skin is pink, the eyebrows and eyes are supple, and there is less sharpness and sharpness. Such as a real little woman is full of dependence and dependence on her husband.

But there is little time, after all her sanity and IQ return. He quickly dresses up, turns away with coldness and determination.

It's as if you're just a tool to vent.

Her eyebrows and eyes were charming, and her red lips were slightly pursed. The red cheeks make people want to kiss it. But he didn't dare to desecrate her pure breath at will.

"There's no one but you." His voice was clear, and he replied softly.

It is true that there is no other woman but her.

"Oh—" As if disappointed, she replied softly. Then he closed his eyes and turned around on the bed for a while to find a comfortable position. He arched his body, rolled up the quilt in his arms, and hummed comfortably.

For a long time, the person in the bed was motionless.

When he got closer, she saw that she was already in a deep sleep.

She looked at the eyes that were sleeping peacefully, but her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands were placed on her chest in a defensive posture. Fine beads of sweat oozed from the soft broken hair of the sideburns, and the crystal clear light was as scorching as a diamond in the light.

Zong Zhenghuang got up and walked to the bathroom, damp the towel, and wringed it dry. Go back to her bed and gently wipe the beads of sweat off her forehead with a slightly cold towel.

Fingers tossed aside the messy hair that had fallen across her cheeks, and pulled the blanket over her back. The curtains were drawn, and the indoor moderate control device was adjusted. Finally, I walked to the lamp in front of the bedside table and gently adjusted the light of the lamp to a dim and non-dazzling brightness.

She has a habit of getting up at night, and if it is dark at night, she will fall.

――

Zong Zhenghuang pushed the door and came out of Yun Tianyue's bedroom and found Jensen standing at the door.

His face was a little solemn and uneasy, and he stepped forward when he saw him come out.

"Young master, the old man asked you to go to the study."

Grandfather? Is this time to find yourself? It seems that they have also returned from Ye's wedding.

"Got it." He replied and turned around and went to the study.