So, whether he's drunk, mentally ill, or demon-possessed, I'm not going to abandon him!

In the evening, Fanyin went to cook, and he didn't have to do anything with me, so I ran to hug him and harassed: "Husband! ”

"Hmm." He chopped vegetables and followed me as he swayed.

"Actually, you're not a virgin anymore." I don't think he was with me that time, maybe he was also drunk? I don't want to think about it.

His hand shook and he hurriedly turned his head to confess: "Wife, you believe me!" She really didn't touch me! ”

"But they did." I was so ashamed, my hand went down until I touched him: "You drank too much, and you gave people to them before you ran out." ”

He looked at me suspiciously.

"Really." I pinched him: "You were so drunk at the time, people kept saying no, but you didn't listen, you looked so crazy and domineering." ”

He pursed his face and said nothing.

"Husband?" I was a little upset: "Aren't you happy?" ”

"Hmm!" He frowned: "I don't even feel it!" ”

I hurriedly said, "Then try again when you have time?" ”

"Hmm!" He seemed to be in stride.

We ate Kung Pao Chicken today, which is Fanyin's favorite dish because it's sweet, and his favorite peanuts.

As I ate, I asked, "How do you feel when you're drunk?" ”

He didn't seem to like to mention it, and his face was full of reluctance, but he still replied to me: "I don't feel it, I suddenly feel so sleepy, and then I have to sleep for a long time." I will dream all the time, but when I wake up, I forget the content of the dream......" He showed a little grievance: "My dad said that this is the same as sleepwalking, and he will run around. ”

Although he bullied me all over when he went crazy, I felt that his expression was not lying, and I couldn't help but feel sorry for a while: "I'm sorry...... I really won't let you drink in the future. I know wrong. ”

He looked at me miserably and didn't speak.

I hurriedly opened my arms: "Come here and let me hug me." ”

He walked over and clumsily put his arm around my head.

I rubbed my head against him, and his cheeks immediately turned red. I took the opportunity to ask, "Did you tell your father about our marriage?" ”

He looked embarrassed: "No ......" and immediately said: "I asked my father if he wanted to see you, and he was still very resolute." ”

"Okay, then remember to tell him more good things about me."

"Well, you're fine." He pursed his red lips: "Wife, kiss me." ”

I cupped his face and kissed him hard. He laughed and hugged me again.

At night, it started to rain outside the window, and Fanyin and I snuggled up to the old sofa in my house and watched the TV series. He peeled me pistachios, and I stuffed grapes into his mouth as I unbuttoned his clothes and pinched his little heart. I quietly watched his reaction, but he was always so sweet and shy, which made me think that everything that day was like a dream.

I decided to give it a try and overwhelmed him. He already understands what I want to do after the last training, and he is not as nervous as last time, but he still needs me to take the initiative.

While the dry tea was blazing, a siren suddenly sounded on the TV. I turned my head to look and saw the news on TV. The backdrop of the show is a charred car, and the police and fire police are constantly busy. The news anchor held the microphone and hurriedly announced the news of a car bombing.

Compared to the explosion of the car, I still pay more attention to the beautiful man in front of me.

But as soon as he lowered his head, he suddenly found that Fanyin was staring at the TV screen with his face sideways.

The cold and focused gaze instantly reminded me of the man who was holding my hair not long ago.