Instead of driving back to Qinyuan, Qin Shinan came to his villa in the center of the city.

    The original servant, sister Zhu, is still here. In such a big place, people always need to maintain her daily life.

    Seeing that Qin Shinan suddenly came in, sister Zhu was surprised: "Sir, did Miss Song drink?"

    "Well."

    "This..."

    Qin Shinan went upstairs with song Xiaoman in his arms. As soon as he entered the room, someone began to feel uneasy again.

    "Hee hee..."

    "Jiang Yongyong, why are you so cute?"

    "Well? Jiang Yongyong, why don''t you talk? "

    "Jiang Yongyong... Jiang Yongyong..."

    Qin Shinan calm face, only feel more and more tense temples, bursts of pain, especially when she repeated the name of the damned.

    He gave her away and threw her on the bed.

    Sister Zhu came in with a basin: "Sir, I''ll wipe Miss Song''s face."

    Qin Shinan took things and said, "go out. I''ll come here. You can prepare some wine soup."

    "All right." Zhu Jie looked at the little girl and shook her head slightly. How could she drink wine in broad daylight.

    Look at your husband''s face. I''m afraid he''s holding fire.

    Close the door, Qin Dynasty south drop Mou to stare at the little girl on the bed, her this disorderly state, is absolutely impossible to bring back Qin garden.

    When the old man saw it, he would think he didn''t look at her well.

    That''s why he brought her to the villa to have a rest.

    A little quiet for a while, song Xiaoman rubbed his eyes, and his mouth said something.

    Qin Shinan didn''t hear clearly, and he didn''t want to listen to what she said. The more he listened, the more angry he was.

    He sat on the edge of the bed, taut face, big hand pinched the little girl''s arm, grabbed her up: "I don''t know, so you like drinking so much?"

    My hands hurt so much——

    Song Xiaoman opened his eyes and saw clearly the person in front of him. His eyes lit up for a while and he arched in his arms: "husband?"

    "It''s husband, husband, full of husband!" Knowing it was him, she exclaimed happily.

    "Song Xiaoman..."

    "I like my husband best!" Song Xiaoman hooks the man''s neck, squints his drunken and hazy eyes, and sticks his mouth to the past.

    The house was filled with the sound of "babbling".

    Qin Shinan closed his eyes slightly, dragged the back of the little girl with her hands, and let her kiss him on the face.

    I have no choice

    Where on earth did this girl get her self-confidence, and she even wanted to play a fool in front of him? Who gave her advice at the beginning?

    She didn''t know that she showed her true colors as soon as she got drunk?

    Look at this smooth talking

    Oh——

    She really didn''t know!

    "Don''t kiss any more. Be honest and sit down." Qin Shinan''s tone was a bit heavy.

    He pressed the little girl''s shoulder, but now it was a little drunkard in his arms, so he would not be obedient.

    Song Xiaoman insists on sticking to the man and starts drinking crazily. She''s so energetic that she holds the man''s face lightly.

    Her expression suddenly became serious: "Jiang Yongyong, said don''t like me, I already have someone I like."

    "Husband..."

    "Manman likes her husband, Manman likes her husband best, Manman kisses her husband..."

    Boo!

    Boo!

    "..." Qin Shinan was kissed again.

    He wiped the saliva on his forehead and was completely defeated by the girl.

    When sister Zhu came in with the sobering soup, she saw that her husband was pressed on the bed.

    Ouch——

    What are you doing?

    What a shame!

    Qin Shinan waved his hand and motioned to sister Zhu to go out. Naturally, sister Zhu did not dare to stay for another minute.

    "Husband..."

    "Don''t make any more noise."

    Qin Shinan has no anger, now just want to let her lie down, wipe her face, feed her to drink wine soup, so that she can wake up a little bit.

    But he just took her to sit up, the little girl holding his face, the tip of the nose touching his tip.

    Next to each other.

    Her kiss, very astringent, but can easily make people crazy.

    Qin Shinan chuckled and finally didn''t restrain himself any more. He gave her a kiss on her lips.

    After that, he took care of her messy hair and suddenly asked her, "do you really like my husband so much?"

    Drink and tell the truth, right?

    Make a good while, song Xiaoman some tired, soft against the man''s arms, "um" a.

    "Why do you like your husband?"

    It seems that she is going to sleep, her voice is lighter and lighter, but there is a smile at the corner of her mouth: "husband... Husband is the best to Manman, husband loves Manman the most, Manman likes her husband, likes her..."

    Little girl soft waxy answer, like light floating feathers, slowly across his heart.

    The itch is unbearable.

    Light breathing came from his arms. Qin Shinan put the little girl on the bed and gently covered the quilt.

    He got up to go to the bathroom, but he heard the sound of his mobile phone, ringing several times.

    When he was hesitating whether to take it up for a look, the information on the screen had already been reflected in his eyes.

    Jiang Yongyong: Manman, Tangxi, where are you?

    Jiang Yongyong: how can I sleep at home? Did you send me back?

    Jiang Yongyong: why is no one talking? Full, Tangxi? Did you ignore me?

    A series of crying expressions below

    Said to be good friends, these two people so soon abandoned him?

    Qin Shinan on the screen a few points, wechat this thing, he is not very skilled.

    However good again, finally smoothly pull this person black, the eye does not see for the net.

    He put the phone back where it was.

    Song Xiaoman had a long sleep.

    When she woke up, she lay quietly for a while. Her mind was in a trance and in pain.

    This place, it seems, is not Qin garden? Where is she? How did you lie in bed?

    "Zhu"

    Song Xiaoman sat up and was surprised to find that sister Zhu was standing beside the bed: "Miss man, you are awake."

    "Zhu, sister Zhu."

    "Here, drink the sobering soup first."

    Hangover soup? Song Xiaoman seems to think of something, touched his face: "I..."

    Zhu said, "what''s the matter? How can you get drunk? Ah, it''s my husband who came back with you in his arms. Just now, he has been taking care of you in his room. Now he is answering the phone outside. "

    "Drunk, drunk?" Song Xiaoman''s brain burst.

    Yeah, she''s drinking!

    I met Jiang Yongyong in the shopping mall. The three of them chatted and laughed together. Later, they drank beer. She suggested a drink.

    But who knows

    I''m drunk.

    "Don''t be nervous, sir. He''s not angry. You just hugged him and kissed him. I think he''s very happy." Sister Zhu comforts song Xiaoman.

    Kiss, kiss all the time?

    Song Xiaoman''s face took a puff!

    When Qin Shinan came back to the room, he took sister Zhu away and went to the little girl: "wake up?"

    Song Xiaoman nodded with a guilty heart: "well, old man, husband, full..."

    Qin Shinan sat down and looked straight at the little girl''s face. Her clear eyes were slowly turning, and her thick long eyelashes were closing down. It seemed that she was brewing something.

    Guessing that she was thinking about making some excuse, he said quietly, "what do you want to say, why don''t you continue?"