The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Chapter 199: Are you drunk and crazy?

In the second half, Pei Zigui drank a little and leaned back on his seat to rest his eyes on the way home. Even though he was a little tipsy, he still did not forget to hold Jiang Ruoli's hand.

And what about our distinguished young lady?

Naturally, he was still complaining about his bad luck on such a good day.

"Can your autographed photo be sold for money?"

"Forget it. I guess I can't get much from it. I have to go to the company specially. It's not worth it."

"It's so annoying. Can you give me a bottle of perfume? I'll use it to spray the bathroom."

Pei Zigui pressed his forehead and felt a headache. It was not because of the alcohol, but because he was so disgusted by his own wife. He was really helpless.

He lifted the woman's waist with his muscular arms and carried her horizontally across his legs.

"Are you thirsty?" He kept talking all the way.

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it, but once he did, Jiang Ruoli actually felt a little thirsty.

The little head nodded, and Pei Zigui took out a bottle of water from the small box in the car and gave it to her. He carefully unscrewed the bottle before handing it to the little girl's mouth.

Jiang Ruoli gulped down two mouthfuls and gently pushed his finger to indicate that he was full. The man understood, covered the bottle cap, and put the water on the shelf in front.

Pei Zigui didn't say anything. He just hugged Jiang Ruoli and leaned back on the leather seat. His arms held her tightly against his chest from behind, patting her gently again and again.

Jiang Ruoli's fair and tender little face was pressed against the man's chest. Pei Zigui took off his coat as soon as he got in the car, leaving only the black shirt underneath. In this posture, it was inevitable that the makeup on her face would be stained.

"Let me go first. The foundation has all gotten on my clothes."

The little girl twisted her head, and the flesh next to her cheek bulged out, which was very cute.

"It doesn't matter. It's dirty. I don't dislike my wife."

The hoarse voice penetrated into the ear through the chest, resonating in the brain, and seemed more magnetic. But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that it had a certain meaning.

"I don't dislike you, don't throw dirty water on me."

Pei Zigui didn't say anything, but a low laugh came from the depths of his throat, which was particularly obvious in the quiet car.

"Baby, be obedient and rest with me for a while."

Jiang Ruoli tried to look up at him and saw a hint of fatigue on Pei Zigui's handsome and deep face.

Today's dinner is the Pei family's annual party, and Pei Zigui is the protagonist. Even though he was cold and distant in the past, as the protagonist, polite socializing is inevitable.

Leaning against him at this moment, I could still smell a faint scent of alcohol, mixed with his usual fir scent, which was quite obvious.

However, knowing that the little girl doesn't like the smell of cigarettes and will get a headache after smelling them, smoking is strictly prohibited in the banquet hall.

As for those who couldn't help it, they could only run outside to the garden to smoke a cigarette.

"Does your head hurt?"

The slender white fingertips touched the man's brow, and slowly brushed across the wrinkles of his skin. As if there was really magic, the brow gradually relaxed.

Pei Zigui held Jiang Ruoli's hand and kissed it gently, and his other hand slowly moved from the thin back to the soft waist.

In this way, Jiang Ruoli's range of activities will be expanded.

She twisted her body and nestled in Pei Zigui's arms obediently. "Auntie Lan and the others are all asleep. If you need some hangover soup, I'll search for it online first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a heat fell on his slender and smooth shoulders.

It’s Pei Zigui’s head.

The man's breath was hot, and he tilted his head slightly, his thin lips just fell on the joint of Jiang Ruoli's neck. No need to move, just a kiss.

"Good boy, why are you so obedient?"

???

She? Obedient?

"It's not that bad. It's just a hangover soup and some water."

Although he hadn't started yet, and hadn't even searched for the specific steps, Jiang Ruoli was inexplicably confident. How difficult could this thing be?

Put it in, cook, stir, pour, and you’re done!

Knowing that the little girl had misunderstood what he meant, Pei Zigui did not explain much, but just hugged her even tighter, as if he wanted to embed his entire body into her bones and blood.

Jiang Ruoli's body was soft and fragrant, which invisibly suppressed the man's slight discomfort after drinking.

Thinking Pei Zigui was really uncomfortable, Jiang Ruoli stayed still and said nothing. Unconsciously, Pei Zigui's eyelids became heavier, and his sharp eyes slowly narrowed, as if he had fallen asleep.

Jiang Ruoli carefully reached out for the bag thrown aside, opened his five fingers and hooked out the phone one by one.

Fortunately, I was wearing a dress instead of a cotton coat, otherwise I would have been sweating when I got it.

Assistant Mott glanced at the back seat and found that the lady was looking at her mobile phone seriously, the light from the screen reflected on her little face.

It appears to be a video.

Jiang Ruoli lowered his voice, but it still inevitably reached Pei Zigui's ears.

He opened his eyes and looked at Assistant Mote in front of him. The latter's pupils shrank and he was frightened back. Then, Pei Zigui's cold voice was heard.

"Assistant Mo, the light ahead is red. Tell Auntie Lan to go to bed early."

Assistant Mote understood. In fact, before he set out, he had informed Aunt Lan to prepare the hangover soup in advance, so that it would be ready for Mr. Pei to drink when he got home.

Judging from Mr. Pei's tone, it seems that he would rather drink the hangover soup cooked by his little wife.

Can it be as delicious as Auntie Lan's? Or rather, can it be drunk? Oh, he is really not afraid of death. People who are in love look so stupid.

He shook his head, then nodded, "Okay, Mr. Pei."

Jiang Ruoli was seriously learning the quick hangover sobering soup that was popular on the Internet. Pei Zigui's words went in one ear and out the other, so naturally he didn't hear anything unusual.

After returning to Lanting Garden, Jiang Ruoli's resentment about drawing Pei Zigui's autographed photo finally subsided a little.

Just a little bit, no more.

Before getting off the car, she saw Motzu's face and suddenly had an idea and smiled slyly.

"Assistant Mo, go to the company tomorrow and get my husband's autographed photo."

Assistant Mote was confused: "Yes, ma'am."

"What I mean is, after you take it, the photo will be yours. Just think of it as a year-end gift to you."

Assistant Mott adjusted his glasses and gladly accepted the gift. After all, he had neither a house nor a car, so an autographed photo would be nice.

I heard that the price has been raised to 6 yuan per ticket in the company's internal group.

"Thank you, ma'am. Take care, ma'am."

Jiang Ruoli supported Pei Zigui. Although the man only used a small part of his strength to lean on her, the young lady was still a little unstable and it seemed more like she was held in his arms.

After taking two steps, she turned around, winked at Assistant Mote, and shouted, "Don't get too excited when you see the gift tomorrow~"

She could guess what happened when Assistant Mo saw the Ducati Panigale V4. Thinking of this, Jiang Ruoli smiled like a doting president seeing his little wife.

Her cheek was suddenly pinched, and the culprit pinched it maliciously.

"What are you doing? Are you drunk?"

Jiang Ruoli's voice is so sweet and delicate that people can't help but want to bully her a few more times.

Pei Zigui hugged her and walked into the house. His steady steps did not sound like a drunk person at all. In fact, after the journey, the slight amount of alcohol he had drunk had long since sobered up.

"You're home now, so don't get too excited."

"What should I be excited about..."

As the owner came back, the lights in the living room came on. Jiang Ruoli changed his slippers and just raised his head when he screamed in his throat for three seconds.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!"