Being embraced by Rong Yu, Fu Nuan was still restless, and even sang a song, completely letting herself go.
The man frowned and threw her into the back seat, a little helpless between his brows.
He walked around to the other side and got into the car, and as soon as he got in, the woman tangled up like a koala.
After drinking, the body was cold and hot, Fu Nuan hummed up and hugged the man next to him contentedly.
The smile on Rong and lips added a bit of helplessness.
He knew her wine was not good, so he shouldn't let her out to "behave errantly".
Because of the effect of alcohol, Fu Nuan's cheeks showed a light flush at the moment, and her skin was fair, so the abnormal redness was very conspicuous under the night.
After being drunk, she looked more mad than usual, closed her eyes and defenseless, like a simple little rabbit.
It really is…
"I don't have any precautions at all, I'm not afraid of encountering wolves, huh?"
"Wolf?"
Fu Nuan curled her lips and raised her head to look at him with a blank face. After a few seconds, she smiled in a daze, "Aren't you a big bad wolf?"
As she said, she stretched out her finger and tapped the tip of the man's nose, smiling harmlessly.
There was a sharp light across Rong Yu's eyes, and she grasped her "chaotic" fingers, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't make trouble, otherwise you will feel better when you go home."
"Just make trouble."
Fu Nuan, who is drunk, can still distinguish the north, south, east and west. Anyway, as long as she knows that the "big bad wolf" in front of her is her husband and is harmless to her, then she can rest assured and bold, regardless of her willful behavior.
However, someone seems to have forgotten that Professor Rong at night is much scarier than a real wolf.
Rong Yu controlled her hands and feet. There is no doubt that once he let go, the little woman in his arms would sing wantonly in the car.
It's enough for him to appreciate this look, how can he let others see it
The driver drove in the front, with a cold back inexplicably, watching his nose and his heart, concentrating on driving, trying to minimize his sense of existence.
Finally, the driver lowered the baffle that partitioned the back seat space, thinking in his heart that he could not see or hear anything.
Fu Nuan, Xu was tired of tossing, fell asleep in the man's arms, and still tugged at the corner of his clothes before going to bed.
…
villa.
The car stopped steadily, Rong Yu hugged the person down, moving gently, the person in his arms still groaned, faintly woke up.
Fu Nuan rubbed his eyes, still a little drunk.
"Hey? Aren't I drinking with Yinyin? Why did you come back?"
After whispering, he raised his eyes and met the man's deep eyes.
"No more alcohol in the future."
Rong Yu said in a deep voice, holding her into the house.
Xiao Nuo and Fu Shenxing watch cartoons in the living room.
Seeing his father holding his mother back, Xiao Nuo immediately rushed over.
"Huh? Why is my father hugging my mother? Even if my mother is an adult, she still hugs her, so ashamed!"
If Fu Nuan hadn't drank alcohol in the weekdays, she would have let Rongyou down when she heard these words, but now she has a cloud of mud in her mind, and she only finds it too comfortable to be nestled in a man's arms, and she can't bear it down.
"Dad, what happened to Mom?"
Xiao Nuo blinked big eyes, full of curiosity.
"She is unwell and needs rest."
Xiao Nuo looked at her father and mother again, as if she understood something, and gave a chuckle.
"Then dad hurry up and hug mom to go back to bed."
What the two didn't know was that after they went upstairs, Xiao Nuo quietly said to Fu Shenxing: "Mom may be uncomfortable because she has a little sister, so Dad needs to hug her!"
…
Back in the room, Rong Yu opened the quilt, took off Fu Nuan's coat, and then took off her shoes, while being kicked on the knee by someone.
His eyebrows are frowned, and he doesn't care about drunk women.
I wiped her face with a hot towel and wiped her face. The woman gradually became awake, but it was still useless.
She fixedly looked at the man in front of her, as if she was going to study something from his face, earnestly focusing.
"What are you looking at?"
Rong Yu asked her lips back, after she was drunk, she was a bit more childish than usual, but he liked it very much.
"You look so good..."
Fu Nuan chuckled, touching Rong Yu's brow lightly.
"So?"
Rong Yu held her chaotic hand and asked in a deep voice, with a strange look in her eyes.
If he keeps pushing like this, he won't be polite.
"Rong Yu!"
Fu Nuan suddenly yelled, her delicate brows tightened, as if thinking of something unhappy.
"Before I married you, I didn't have a farewell party for singles!"
"Ok?"
The man raised his eyebrows and kept silent, he wanted to see how "unspeakable and endless" she could be tonight.
"Ah... I want to do it again. I feel so bad... Obviously I should play with my good friends until dawn on the eve of my wedding, why didn't I..."
"Again?"
These two words made Professor Rong's face sink. He knew that she was talking drunk, but there was still a hint of danger in his eyes.
"Ok!"
But Fu Nuan hadn't woken up from the wine at this time, so he nodded solemnly, for fear of tolerance or negligence, and his tone was a little bit irritable.
"I didn't even bid farewell to the single night... Or, would you marry me again?"
Content and:...
The corners of his mouth twitched, looking at the woman's naive drunk state, but he had no choice but to tease her.
"Do you want me to marry you again?"
"Hmm!"
Fu Nuan's eyes were full of hope, looking at him, there was a bright look in his eyes, especially agile.
"This is what you said, no regrets."
Before Fu Nuan could understand, the man leaned down.
She noticed something was wrong, but it seemed... it was too late.
Rong Yu's warm finger pads gently rubbed her cheeks, and her voice was low and hoarse: "Are you ready? Mrs. Rong."
"Ok?"
Fu Nuan stared at him blankly, not knowing why.
The next second, the man's thin lips covered her.
boom--
It seemed that something exploded in his mind, and he became sober even with a sense of alcohol.
"Um... what are you doing?"
"Tonight is our'wedding night'."
A sly flicker flashed under Rong Yu's eyes, and she could not help but kissed again.
Fu Nuan's mind was full of chaos, but he gradually sank into his kiss, feeling moved.
She grumbled and complained: "No... this is not a single night. You liar..."
"My daughter is five years old, Mrs. Rong."
Rong Yu laughed, his voice bewitching and deep.
"But I don't mind coming to this'wedding night' several times."
Fu Nuan heard it in the mist, and finally lost the ability to think completely and indulged in it.
Thinking in a daze, she seems to have done something wrong tonight...