She laughed, generous and hearty, completely different from the elegant and quiet feeling at the dinner, like untying the shell on her body, revealing her true self, and the joy of emotion can infect the people around her.

"Manager Li, you have the most vision, this dress is designed by myself, if you like it, I can also design one for you."

"Goodbye, interesting baby~" Before leaving, Mrs. Lu gently hugged Li Manjun's shoulders and pasted her face, before she got into the car and left in her famous surprised gaze on the old road.

Zhao Yong sent the guests away, and when he looked back full of alcohol, he saw his daughter-in-law holding her face, looking flattered, and muttered softly: "Beauty stickers?"

"What beauty stickers?" Zhao Yonghu asked, the ape arm stretched out, and took his wife into his arms, "Give me a sticker too."

As he spoke, he brought his mouth up, and the thick smell of wine made Li Manjun push in disgust, "Go aside, who wants to stick to you."

"How much did you drink?" You're not drunk, are you?" Li Manjun looked at his staring eyes and asked worriedly.

Xiao Guan had already drunk down, and Sun Haitao and the two of them had already taken a taxi together, and they had already left first.

Now the couple is left at the door of the hotel.

Zhao Yong's footsteps were quite steady, and he said that he was not drunk, but he was a little dizzy and sleepy, but half of his body pressed towards Li Manjun, and he was dead.

Li Manjun hurriedly beckoned to stop a taxi, afraid that people would fall asleep at the gate of the hotel, and he would not be able to get people back.

As soon as he got in the car, Zhao Yong began to fall asleep, and when he got out of the car, Li Manjun patted his face, and he woke up in a daze, and obediently followed her out of the car, upstairs, and home.

Li Manjun fetched water and was about to wash, Zhao Yong staggered up from the sofa, followed behind her, where she went, he went, and he had to hug and kiss him when he got into a loophole.

Li Manjun turned his head to dodge, twisted the handkerchief for him to wipe, changed the clothes on his body, and stinked to death.

Zhao Yong changed his clothes and sat at the head of the bed, handed her the handkerchief, and leaned in front of her with a red and handsome face, "I want my wife to help me wipe it."

Li Manjun glanced at him suspiciously, "Are you drunk?"

Zhao Yong also asked her, "Are you drunk?"

Li Manjun glanced at him helplessly, picked up a handkerchief to wipe his face, and as soon as he got closer, there was a pair of big hands on his waist, holding her waist tightly, and the two hands just shook it.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" He followed her, his eyes were half-squinted, not a little awake, his eyes were hazy, and his eyes followed her.

"Learn what I say." Li Manjun threw the washcloth into the basin, and a wicked smile condensed at the corner of his mouth.

The man pulled her waist forward, hugged her directly, and looked up at her, "Learn from me, right......?"

Li Manjun joked, "Say you love me."

The handsome face in front of him was slightly stunned, and then said, "Say you love me."

Teasing her?

Li Manjun held his face up, and the two of them pressed their foreheads against their foreheads, locked his flashing eyes, and taught word by word, "Say, I love you—"

The face in the palm of her hand seemed to be hotter, and then she tilted her head, fell on her palm, and fell asleep.

Li Manjun sighed angrily, untied the hands on his waist, threw himself on the bed, and went out to pour water.

It was already late, so she washed up briefly, changed into her pajamas, turned off the light and went to bed.

As soon as he lay down, a hot body pressed up.

Li Manjun thought he was going to do something, he just turned over, his tall body curled up in her arms, his thick two eyelashes left a small shadow on his eyelids, and his lips were gently pursed, sleeping sweetly.

Li Manjun lightly drew his long eyelashes, thinking that the wine was not bad, but it was a little sticky.

Slept late, both woke up late.

Li Manjun woke up and looked down, the posture of the person in his arms had not changed, and his long arms around her were numb to her shoulders.

"My head hurts......

Zhao Yong's voice was hoarse, Li Manjun took his hand off his shoulder and shook his arm,

Get up and pour him a glass of warm water.

Zhao Yong drank dry in one go, his dry and hoarse throat was relieved, and he half leaned on the head of the bed, looking weak, feeling that he was going to be gone.

Of course, there is an ingredient in this.

In the past, he was alone at home, and he could only endure the discomfort by himself, but now it is different, seeing that Li Manjun is busy with himself, and he cares about himself by carrying water and buying medicine early, Zhao Yong doesn't want to think about it at all.

"Take two pills and go to sleep, I've got to go open a store." Li Manjun handed the pills and water cup to Zhao Yong and urged him to eat them quickly.

Zhao Yong swallowed the hangover pill, and when he saw that she was about to leave with her bag, he reluctantly called out to her, "Don't go today, okay?" I'll raise you."

Li Manjun glanced at him amusedly, "I'm not ready for you to raise it now, you can lie down honestly for me, teach me a lesson, and drink less next time."

In fact, I didn't drink much, Zhao Yong slandered.

The wine on the dinner table, when to really drink and when to drink less, he knew very well in his heart that last night was because the company was opening auspiciously, and he was happy to drink a few more glasses.

He was so drunk, how could he still walk back.

What's more, with his daughter-in-law here, how dare he get drunk.

It's just that it feels too good to be surrounded by her, and I'm reluctant to wake up.

Zhao Yong watched his daughter-in-law leave, heard the sound of the door closing, and immediately collapsed, lying on the bed, reminiscing about what his daughter-in-law said last night.

"I love you—"

Zhao Yong buried his face in the pillow where his daughter-in-law slept on, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise wildly, really, it was embarrassing to hear.

As the saying goes, a man gets drunk until three minutes is drunk, and you cry until you act, and the simple Li Manjun doesn't know that his man is actually an actor.

As soon as she arrived at the scrap shop, she called home to inquire about Zhao Yong's situation, and heard him say to herself in a hoarse voice, "Manjun, I miss you."

Li Manjun hung up the phone decisively and reassuringly.

Zhao Yong was shocked, could it be that the acting was discovered?

......

As soon as the door opened today, nearby residents came to sell scrap, Li Manjun was quite busy in the morning, receiving and registering, and then sorting, stepping on those who could be flattened, and dismantling those who could be demolished.

Unexpectedly received a radio, Li Manjun tinkered with it, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it could still be used, and immediately put the music tape that he had bought back at the newsstand and the storybook together, and Teresa Teng's sweet honey rang.

[Sweet honey, you smile sweetly]

【Zizizi...... Like flowers...... Zizi Zizi blooms in the spring breeze......]

The noise was harsh, Li Manjun hurriedly put the playback mechanism, and turned around and gave it to a professional to repair it again, and the player who received the five yuan could still make a profit.

In the waste collected, occasionally leaks, such as this radiograph, Li Manjun can earn back the cost of opening a store today.

After buying a color TV and getting a new rice cooker, Li Manjun brought the old one at home to the store, and planned to cook some rice by himself at noon.

When the rice cooker was plugged in, I remembered that I didn't buy rice.

Reluctantly put it down, and was about to lock the door and go to the opposite restaurant to buy lunch, a young bald man appeared outside the door with a worried expression, and asked, "Sister, are you recruiting?"