He hung his head, stared at Zhuang Yiman with a pair of bright eyes, his thin lips moved, and asked her, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go back."

He pursed his lips in dissatisfaction and retorted: "This is your home, where are you going back?" ”

At the end of the question, there was a faint grievance in his tone, as if Zhuang Yiman was about to abandon him.

Zhuang Yiman was a little tired at this time, and he was too lazy to debate with the drunk and delirious Xiao Jinxuan, so he changed his words: "Then I'll go to sleep in another room." ”

Xiao Jinxuan was still pouting dissatisfied, and retorted again: "Your husband is here, where do you want to sleep." ”

Zhuang Yiman sniffed, and said in a somewhat disgusted tone: "You stink, it's all the smell of wine." ”

Xiao Jinxuan, who was disgusted, grinned stupidly, and asked in a childish tone: "Then I'll go take a bath, can you wait for me here?" ”

Zhuang Yiman raised his eyelids and met his hopeful eyes.

His expectant eyes were like children waiting for their parents to reward them, and he couldn't bear to say anything about rejection.

She nodded, "Yes." ”

"Okay, then you wait for me."

After the words fell, he bent down and pecked Zhuang Yiman's forehead lightly, before he turned around happily and walked towards the bathroom with some floating steps.

Zhuang Yiman looked at his figure and shook his head amusedly.

After Xiao Jinxuan went to the bathroom, Zhuang Yiman left the guest room and went upstairs to the master bedroom.

The door opened, and a familiar scene was imprinted in her eyes, but after more than a week of absence, she had the illusion of reuniting after a long absence.

She walked slowly into the room and paced to the cloakroom.

The large cloakroom was filled with the clothing, shoes, bags, and jewelry she had bought.

Each item is from the hands of a famous designer, all of which show the noble and luxurious life of her wife as the chairman of Hengsheng Group.

Zhuang Yiman's gaze quickly swept over these items, a faint smile on his red lips, and finally withdrew his gaze, walked to the closet where the pajamas were stored, and took a nightdress.

After changing into a nightdress, I went downstairs and returned to my room.

Xiao Jinxuan was still taking a bath in the bathroom, and before he came out, Zhuang Yiman simply turned on the TV to pass the time.

turned on the TV, but after changing two channels, she saw that Jiang Yuezhe's new drama was on the air.

Zhuang Yiman put down the remote control, looked at Jiang Yuezhe, who was extraordinary, on the TV screen, and thought that his uncle and aunt would come to City A in two days, and the family could be reunited, so he couldn't help but show a happy smile.

After a while, Zhuang Yiman's upper and lower eyelids fought, and when he was so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep, Xiao Jinxuan finally walked out of the bathroom.

He was wearing a dressing gown, and the belt around his waist was loose, as if it would loosen if he moved a little more.

Zhuang Yiman turned off the TV, got up from the sofa, walked up to him and helped him to the bed.

Xiao Jinxuan walked to the edge of the bed, and fell directly on the bed with a weak leg.

Zhuang Yiman looked at him on the bed funny, she thoughtfully covered the quilt for him, and then went around to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down on his side.

She reached for the head of the bed and turned off the light.

The next moment, I was caught off guard by a warm embrace.

Xiao Jinxuan hugged Zhuang Yiman tightly, buried his face in her neck, and muttered in a low voice: "Yiman, my head is so dizzy." ”

Zhuang Yiman turned his back to him, bent the corners of his lips, put his hand on the hand he was holding around his waist, and asked with a smile: "Will you drink so much after that?" ”