Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

After a lot of eating and drinking, Lin Qiuran was the only one who was still sober in the end.

Looking at the few people leaning on the seats in various postures, Lin Qiuran felt dizzy for a while.

If she knew that these people couldn't hold alcohol, she wouldn't let them drink so much.

Fortunately, Zhao Qichen was only half drunk, basically even sober.

Helpless, Lin Qiuran could only ask the hotel waiter to give a little tip, and asked them to help stuff these people into the car.

Lin Qiuran held Zhao Qichen halfway with his shoulders and shoved him into the co-pilot.

"Low your head down, don't bump into it..."

"Ran Ran, you are so beautiful today..."

"Ran Ran, show me that you often wear skirts in the future..."

The half-drunk Zhao Qichen said all the things he hadn't the nerve to say before.

Seeing the ambiguous expressions of several waiters at the side, Lin Qiuran covered Zhao Qichen's mouth indiscriminately:
"You're drunk, go to sleep."

Pushed hard by Lin Qiuran, Zhao Qichen tilted his head to the other side of the backrest, and finally calmed down.

After closing the car door, Lin Qiuran thanked the waiters and hurriedly got into the driver's seat.

Asking about the strong smell of alcohol in the car, she couldn't help pinching her nose.

"For the sake of your wine quality, I will forgive your bad drinking capacity."

Exhaling heavily, Lin Qiuran turned the start switch and drove away.

When several people got into the car, someone helped to lift them into the car together, but it was different when they went back. Lin Qiuran had to clean up all the people in this car.

Just throwing the monkey into it was already exhausting, Lin Qiuran couldn't help feeling desperate when he looked at the heavyweight chubby.

Fortunately, Zhao Qichen was gradually sober at this time, he pressed his temple hard, his voice was a little hoarse:

"Ran Ran... are we back yet?"

Seeing Zhao Qichen wake up, Lin Qiuran couldn't help but be overjoyed:

"Come and help me, Xiaopang, I can't move in."

Seeing this, Zhao Qichen slowly got down from the co-pilot.

"Stand aside...I'll come...I'll move it."

Zhao Qichen, who is a little bit conscious, very much refuses that Lin Qiuran has too close contact with the opposite sex other than himself, even in such a situation.

Walking tremblingly towards Xiaopang, Zhao Qichen pretended to be awake.

"Let's go together, don't be brave."

Obviously he couldn't even walk in a straight line, but he still didn't let himself intervene.

"I...I'm coming!"

Zhao Qichen's actions were domineering, and he piled Xiaopang on his shoulders with all his strength.

Lin Qiuran watched, even a little worried that Zhao Qichen's injury, which had just recovered not long ago, would recur.

In order to prove that he could do it, Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth and threw Xiaopang on the sofa.

With a muffled "bang" from Xiaopang, Zhao Qichen also fell down immediately.

Lin Qiuran in the back supported the old wolf and entered the house with difficulty.

So the sofa was filled with four "mummy".

Lin Qiuran felt a little helpless, so she hurried out and parked the car in the garage, and locked the door cautiously after entering the house.

Although it has always been Lin Qiuran's habit to lock the door of the house, she is more vigilant today.

If someone breaks into the house at this time, there is really no way to fight back.

Seeing the four of them lying quietly on the sofa now, Lin Qiuran couldn't even imagine that not long ago these people were howling and punching wine in the private room.

Taking out a few blankets, Lin Qiuran covered them one by one.

She never thought about carrying them upstairs and throwing them into their respective rooms.

The short distance from the door to the living room is like a moat.

Move upstairs?Lin Qiuran didn't even dare to imagine.

Just settle on this sofa for a while.

She was suddenly a little fortunate that she had quoted a large size when ordering the sofa.

Holding the last blanket, Lin Qiuran slowly approached Zhao Qichen who seemed to have fallen asleep.

Slightly squatting down, he saw Zhao Qichen's fluttering long eyelashes.

The last time they slept together in a standard room, Lin Qiuran couldn't reach the two beds.

Now that it was so close at hand, she stretched out her finger and brushed it without any hesitation.

Then the fingers couldn't help but move to his cheek.

Poke poked, um, a little soft.

Just when Lin Qiuran ravaged Zhao Qichen's face quietly, Zhao Qichen suddenly opened his eyes.

"Is it fun?"

Lin Qiuran was taken aback, and looked away a little guilty.

Before he could figure out how to answer, when he looked at Zhao Qichen again, he closed his eyes again.

Lin Qiuran exhaled softly, and walked upstairs slowly with low steps.

After hanging the baby on her shoulders, throwing the keys on the table, Lin Qiuran walked into the dressing room to remove her makeup.

Having not made up for too long made her even more irritable about removing makeup when she was physically and mentally exhausted.

Lin Qiuran's style has always been to be as simple as possible. This is the case in doing things, and the same is true in feelings.

The biggest reason she agreed to be with Zhao Qichen in the first place was that being with him really made her heart flutter.

She doesn't even care about the messy gains and losses in the relationship. Her idea is that if you are happy together, stay together, and if one day you find that the two of you get along unhappy, then separate.

Like her parting from Danton.

Simple and neat, without muddling at all.

At least she does.

Looking in the mirror, watching the clean cotton pads being dyed little by little, Lin Qiuran suddenly felt that coming to this e-sports club seemed to make her life easier and happier.

You don't need to cover yourself with exquisite makeup, and you don't need to put a mask on your heart.

True, free, without bondage.

After removing the makeup, Lin Qiuran dragged his tired body back to the bedroom, opened the door of the private bathroom, and began the last enjoyment of the day.

There is a saying.

Take a shower and look at the watch, every second is comfortable.

Although there is a sense of carpe diem in time, it is very in line with Lin Qiuran's mood at this time.

Letting the hot water in the shower wash over every inch of my skin and every pore, the fatigue seemed to be relieved a lot in an instant.

After taking a shower, Lin Qiuran came out with her bare feet wrapped in a towel.

Because it is her own room, she has always been more casual.

But as soon as he got out of the bathroom and closed the door, he found that there was a glimmer of light shining through the door of his room.

Lin Qiuran suddenly remembered that he forgot to lock the door when he came in.

He walked over and fastened the door bolt, turned around and walked towards his big bed.

Unexpectedly, Lin Qiuran only felt a black shadow behind her head, and fell into a hot embrace.

"slowly……"

Upon hearing Zhao Qichen's voice, Lin Qiuran breathed a sigh of relief, then said angrily:

"Don't you know to knock on the door before you come in? Also, don't you make any noise when you walk like this?"