After Zhang Ling and the others walked into the hotel, they quickly pulled a waiter and asked, and soon came to the box where Song Qing and the others were.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Qing looked up and saw the Zhang Ling brothers walking in.

"Sir, madam, young master."

After entering the room, the Zhang Ling brothers greeted them respectfully.

Seeing the Zhang Ling brothers, Song Qing couldn't help but wave. "Zhang Ling Zhang Ying, you are here, come and sit down to eat."

Zhang Ling: "Yes." ”

Zhang Ying: "Okay. ”

After the brothers obediently answered, they went to find a seat next to Chen Wen and sat down.

Then it was served one after another, and it didn't take long for the table to be full.

The proprietress of the hotel walked in with the bill and took a look at it, and then said, "The dishes on your table have been served, please use them slowly." ”

Zhao Cheng raised his eyes and glanced at the proprietress and said, "Have a bottle of wine." ”

The proprietress smiled and nodded.

"Yes, what kind of wine do you want to drink, red wine or beer."

Zhao Yu, who was drinking chicken wings, shook his head with a smile after hearing this.

"Bring my dad a bottle of Wuliangye."

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"It's strong, okay?"

Zhao Cheng nodded.

"That's it."

The proprietress smiled and nodded.

"Okay, yes, I'll get it for you."

Seeing the proprietress walk out, Song Qing couldn't help but turn his head to look at Zhao Cheng.

"Are you okay with this?" Zhao Cheng has been here for so long, and Song Qing has never seen him really drink.

Even when I went to her house, I only symbolically drank a little with her father.

Zhao Cheng glanced up at Song Qing and said, "Don't worry, no problem." ”

Song nodded after hearing this.

"Then you drink less, don't get drunk."

Zhao Cheng responded, "Okay." ”

He's just happy, so he wants to have a drink.

Except for the time when Song Qing disappeared, he often had a hangover, and he rarely drank alcohol, even if he did, he only drank a little.

Next, Song Qing finally saw what it meant to be okay.

Seeing that Zhao Cheng had gone down with half a bottle of wine, he didn't seem to have anything to do.

So you can drink it.

This is liquor, big guy, you're amazing.

"......" Song glanced at Zhao Cheng, subconsciously stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, and then compared the number.

"It's a few."

"......" Zhao Cheng glanced at Song Qing and reached out to hold her hand? Think I'm drunk? ”

Sure enough, he wasn't drunk.

However, even if he was not drunk, Song Qing did not allow him to drink it, but took the wine bottle in front of him and put it aside.

"The rest is not allowed to drink."

Zhao Cheng smiled and nodded.

"Okay? Then don't drink it. ”

Not to mention that this wine is really good? The mouth is soft and mellow, and it is good to drink a little once in a while.

Song glanced at Zhao Cheng lightly, and couldn't help but add a sentence.

"Later? Without my consent? Alcohol is not allowed. After Song Qing finished speaking, he gave a small look of his own experience.

Zhao Cheng chuckled lightly after hearing this.

He knew it was going to be like this.

……

After eating, Chen Wen sent Zhao Cheng and them home.

When he got home, as soon as he stepped into the house, Zhao Cheng bent down and picked up Song Qing with one hand.

"What are you doing?" Song Qing was suddenly picked up, and couldn't help but reach out and wrap his arms around Zhao Cheng's neck.

"You look tired? Carry you to rest for your husband. ”

Song was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

This man is very attentive.

She is really tired today, she has a sore back every time like this, and she took the car again today? So it's really tiring.

It should be that many women will have the same feeling as her when they menstruate, especially if the physique is cold.

Zhao Cheng held Song Qing with one hand and stepped on the second floor.

The man drank half a bottle of Wuliangye and could still carry her up the stairs with one hand, and his pace was steady, and he couldn't tell that he had drunk so much wine.

If it weren't for the strong smell of alcohol on his body, he would have thought that this man didn't drink, or that he didn't drink alcohol.

Song poked Zhao Cheng's neck with his finger and spoke. "You smell so good."

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment, and stroked her chin with his hand? Leaned closer to her and asked.

"How much does it weigh?"

Song glanced at him.

"What do you say? You've drunk half a bottle of Wuliangye. ”

"Madame is angry." Zhao Cheng said as his fingers caressed her cheek.

Song Qing stretched out his hand and held his hand and said softly, "No, I just think you should drink less." ”

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng smiled and nodded: "Madame, don't worry, I know in my heart, my martial arts have already been transformed, and drinking alcohol will not cause any harm to my body." Am I drunk and at most sleeping? I woke up the next day with a headache. And this wine will not get drunk after half a bottle? At best, it's just a little hot. ”

Song Qing was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask.

"Really?"

Zhao Cheng responded.

"Huh? Don't lie to you for your husband, you see I'm not drunk. ”

Song nodded after hearing this.

"If it doesn't hurt you? But even then, drink less? If you don't hear it, or I won't clean you up. ”

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng leaned closer to her and rubbed her cheek.

"Huh? Listen to you. ”

While speaking, Zhao Cheng hugged Song Qing and came to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.

There is naturally a sensor light at the door of the bedroom, and as long as you step on the ground, the light here will naturally turn on.

Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed open the bedroom door, and walked in with Song Qing in one hand. After walking into the bedroom, Zhao Cheng closed the door with his backhand.

After turning on the light in the bedroom, Zhao Cheng came to the bed with Song Qing in his arms and put the person on the bed and sat down.

As soon as Song Qing hit the bed, the whole person lazily lay on the futon.

"Sure enough, it's still comfortable to lie down."

Song Qing was lying like this, and the T-shirt went up a little bit to reveal her slender waist.

Zhao Cheng's gaze fell on Song Qingqing's waist, his eyes were a little deeper, but his expression didn't change much.

Zhao Cheng bent down and put his hands on Song Qing's body, looking condescendingly at Song Qing who was lying on the futon next to the bed at this time.

Song Qing reached out and touched his handsome cheek, looking at his cold and ascetic face, Song Qing couldn't help but call him.

"Husband."

Hearing her call herself, Zhao Cheng raised his eyebrows and answered in a low voice.

"Hmm."

Song looked at Zhao Cheng lightly, and his finger poked lightly at his cheek.

"You're so good-looking."

“……”

Zhao Cheng didn't speak, but raised a hand to hold the hand she had placed on his cheek. She turned her head slightly and approached Song Qing's wrist and kissed it.

Obviously very gentle feeling, but with a strong wild nature that cannot be ignored, like a fierce wolf, it reins in in front of its partner and becomes docile.

But only for her.

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, and was in a daze, when he saw Zhao Cheng reach out and clasp her wrist and press it on top of her head, and then lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Obviously he didn't drink, but at this moment, his breath was full of wine, and Song Qing's brain was dizzy and felt like he was drunk......

After the kiss, Zhao Cheng supported her with one hand and held her waist with the other.

Leaned his head on Song Qing's shoulder and exhaled slightly.