That night, Ruan Tangying poured himself down first.

Ruan Si was worried about Yan Yingzhou, so he took the initiative to hold him when he returned to the room, but he walked steadily like a nobody.

"Husband, I didn't expect your alcohol to be so good, so I was worried in vain."

She took off her hairpin, freshened up and came back to see that Yan Yingzhou was crooked on the couch, her cheeks were red, her brows were slightly wrinkled, and she was rubbing her temples with one hand.

"Jojo, I have a headache."

"You ......"

His posture of not pouring a thousand cups, can he really only bluff her father?

Ruan Si couldn't cry or laugh, and leaned forward to take off his boots for him.

Yan Yingzhou seemed to really have a bad headache.

She sighed and took a handkerchief and soaked it in water to scrub him.

His brow furrowed even deeper.

Ruan Si put down the veil and coaxed him to say, "Lie down obediently, and you'll be fine after a good night's sleep." ”

She wanted to help him loosen his clothes, but as soon as her fingertips touched the thin fabric, she felt her body burn amazingly under the fabric.

Moreover, the muscles are flexible and strong, and they feel good......

"Ahem," she pushed Yan Yingzhou, "get up and take off your robe." ”

Yan Yingzhou muttered and looked at her with a frown.

Ruan Si leaned over to take his hand, and helplessly urged: "Get up......"

Before the words fell, she was suddenly pulled by her backhand, staggered on the soles of her feet, and fell into his arms.

She felt herself grabbed by the waist and thrown into the bed, and then the culprit stepped forward.

Yan Yingzhou was lying on his side, with one hand, his clothes were slightly disheveled, and a few strands of fine black hair hung down on his forehead.

Those narrow eyes carried a hint of laziness in the candlelight.

He stared at Ruan Si, the corners of his lips curled into a vague arc.

"Jojo."

His voice was hoarse, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Ruan Si smelled a smell of wine.

Ruan Si doesn't hate the smell of alcohol.

But at this time, why is this rich and long wine smell so bad?

Yan Yingzhou blocked her in the innermost part of the bed, her body exuding the smell of wine that lasted for a long time, and her dark eyes were shining.

Ruan Si smiled dryly: "Don't you have a headache? ”

"Hmm."

Yan Yingzhou drank a lot tonight, and his headache seemed to be cracking.

Ruan Si plucked up his courage, reached out and rubbed his temple on the other side and said, "That's the ...... Is it better? ”

"Hmm."

Yan Yingzhou said in a low voice: "But it's not enough. ”

This man!

Does he not know that he is drunk like this and still saying such things......

Ruan Si withdrew his hand and discussed in a low voice: "Let me get out of bed, and I'll let the kitchen make you a bowl of decanting soup." ”

"Nope."

Yan Yingzhou did not intend to accept her offer.

The man who drank seemed to be a lot more domineering than usual.

Ruan Si nudged his chest, and the hard, hot touch made her retract her hand instantly.

"You, you're drunk, let's go to bed......"

Yan Yingzhou directly scooped her into his arms, "At least, let me kiss again." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the warm and soft touch fell on her lips again.

Ruan Si couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

His eyes were closed, his brow furrowed slightly, and his long eyelashes almost swept across her face.

She subconsciously grabbed his arm, the muscles of his arm against her palm, reminding her of the disparity in strength.

This time the kiss was longer than the last, but he didn't seem to be satisfied.

Ruan Si narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows were very close to her, but he was still very good-looking.

A chill on the lips.

She looked at him in amazement.

Yan Yingzhou's eyes were filled with a strong sense of possessiveness, and he didn't know if his current appearance would be terrifying.

In the dim candlelight, he opened his mouth in a hoarse voice.

"Open your mouth."

"Huh?"

The next moment, his lips came back up.

He deepened the kiss just now, and Ruan Si felt that his whole body was as soft as a puddle of mud, and he could only bear his offer softly.

This kiss seems to swear the man's domineering and strong possessiveness.

Ruan Si was almost suffocated, hugging Yan Yingzhou's neck tightly, thinking in a daze, she seemed to have fallen into the water, and he was her only driftwood.

It was the first time she had seen Yan Yingzhou like this.

A very funny thought suddenly popped up in Ruan Si's mind, it turned out that he was not proficient in everything.

At least, kissing isn't.

She slowly closed her eyes and put her arms around his neck firmly.

He's her husband......

There was a sudden knock on the door, "Miss, uncle, the kitchen has made a decanting soup, and Mrs. asked me to bring one to my uncle." ”

Ruan Si opened his eyes suddenly, pushed Yan Yingzhou away, jumped out of bed and served soup.

When he came back, Yan Yingzhou refused to drink, and said lightly: "The lamp should have blown earlier." ”

Ruan Si put down the soup, blew out the lamp and lay down.

It all happened suddenly, but it seemed to happen naturally.

She pretended nothing had happened, but her slightly swollen lips reminded her of how she had switched from acceptance to response.

In the dark, Ruan Si listened to his breathing, slowly slowed his breathing, and hugged his neck with peace of mind.

She heard Yan Yingzhou say in a low voice: "What are you going to tell your mother-in-law about Liu Ruying?" ”

"I don't know ......"

She didn't want to think about anything now, she just wanted to hold her husband tightly......

The next day.

Yan Yingzhou got up earlier than Ruan Si.

Last night's hangover gave him a headache all night, but when he woke up in the morning, he was still full of energy and tired.

Ruan Si was aroused by the silver bottle, muttered indistinctly, closed her eyes and asked the maid to change and freshen up for her.

Yan Yingzhou washed up, stood aside, and smiled in a low voice.

While Yin Zhu'er was combing Ruan Si's hair, Jin Ling'er ran in from the door panting.

As soon as she entered the door, she said loudly in displeasure: "Miss! Early in the morning, my uncle's whole family came! ”

Ruan Si opened his eyes suddenly, "My uncle and cousin are here?" ”

"And Miss Table."

Jin Ling'er complained dissatisfiedly: "Why is she everywhere, miss, I'm afraid something will happen today." ”

Ruan Si took off the hosta that the silver bottle had picked for her and replaced it with a flamboyant and gorgeous crested hairpin.

"Let's go, settle the score."

In the main hall, Liu Weiming was drinking tea unhurriedly.

Ruan Tangying's face was not very good-looking, and Liu sat on the side, with a worried face, and glanced at Liu Ruying from time to time.

Liu Ruying's lower abdomen is slightly convex, and under the layers of clothes, she can't hide the fact that she is pregnant.

Liu Rusong sat next to his sister, stilting Erlang's legs, looking too lazy to be polite to his aunt's family.

"Daddy! Mother! ”

Ruan Si strode in.

Yan Yingzhou followed her into the main hall and said, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law." ”

Ruan Tangying's face was slightly relieved, nodded and smiled: "Good boy, come and sit down." ”

Before Ruan Si could speak, Liu Weiming had already put down the teacup with a "bang".

"Qiaoqiao, you haven't saluted your uncle yet, have you?"

He glanced at Yan Yingzhou and said, "And your husband." Don't let outsiders look at it, saying that our children of the Liu family don't understand the rules. ”

Ruan Si said coldly: "My surname is Ruan. ”

Liu Shi hurriedly interrupted: "Qiaoqiao, how did you talk to your uncle?" Big brother, this is Qiaoqiao's newlywed husband, Yan Yingzhou. ”

For the sake of the Liu family, Ruan Si was forced to take Yan Yingzhou to Liu Weiming and salute.

Liu Weiming squinted and suddenly said, "I remember that when you asked the Ruan family to marry my niece, you only sent a jade pendant over. ”

"Don't propose marriage, the dowry is a few dozen loads. I, as an uncle, want to ask you, is my niece Liu Weiming so unbearable? ”

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