Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

However, after Zhong Jiaqi was drunk, her voice was soft, and even when she was angry, she was cute. Seeing Zhong Jiaqi like this, Qi Jingchen couldn't bear any temper at all.

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, let's go home first, shall we?"

Zhong Jiaqi pushed Qi Jingchen's hand away: "I don't know you at all, why should I go home with you?"

Qi Jingchen knew that there was no reason to talk to the drunk, so he simply reached out and hugged Zhong Jiaqi.

But Zhong Jiaqi was still struggling in Qi Jingchen's arms, pounding Qi Jingchen's chest with her small fist again and again, but with this force, Qi Jingchen didn't feel any pain at all, but the fire called desire in his heart burned him a little uncomfortable.

Qi Jingchen whispered in Zhong Jiaqi's ear, "Jiaqi, if you make trouble again, we won't be going home!"

Zhong Jiaqi also muttered, "I never wanted to go home with you!"

Zhong Jiaqi's body was like a seductive water snake, writhing in Qi Jingchen's arms, and the fire of desire in Qi Jingchen's heart became more and more intense.

He didn't want to take Zhong Jiaqi home at all now. After taking Zhong Jiaqi out of the Sichuan restaurant, he opened a room in a nearby hotel and took Zhong Jiaqi into the room.

Although Zhong Jiaqi was drunk, her vigilance did not drop in the slightest. At the door of the room, she was holding on to the door frame, refusing to let go.

"Who are you? What did you bring me to the hotel? I won't go in with you..."

Zhong Jiaqi's unyielding appearance made Qi Jingchen laugh, Zhong Jiaqi's small strength could not compete with Qi Jingchen, Qi Jingchen grabbed Zhong Jiaqi lightly, and Zhong Jiaqi was hugged into his arms.

But just as she was put on the bed, she got into the quilt, wrapped herself tightly with the quilt, and looked at Qi Jingchen with big eyes.

"Don't come here!"

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly, it seemed that this little drunk cat really regarded himself as a hooligan.

"Jiaqi, take a closer look, I'm really Jingchen!"

"No, you're not Jingchen. Jingchen won't be here now, and Jingchen won't bring me to the hotel either."

Qi Jingchen stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples. He didn't expect Zhong Jiaqi to be so serious even when he was drunk. Normally, he wouldn't bring Zhong Jiaqi to the hotel, but tonight Zhong Jiaqi's cheeks were dyed dark red by alcohol. A pair of big eyes seemed to be filled with a clear spring, and his voice was also soft. Qi Jingchen's heart was beating every time following Zhong Jiaqi's movements.

How can he wait until he goes home.

Qi Jingchen grabbed Zhong Jiaqi's shoulder to prevent Zhong Jiaqi from breaking free, and brought his face in front of Zhong Jiaqi. There was a mole at the corner of Qi Jingchen's lips. Every time, Zhong Jiaqi liked to put a light kiss on that mole. She Will definitely remember.

"Jiaqi, look carefully, do you still remember this mole?"

Zhong Jiaqi stared at the mole on the corner of Qi Jingchen's lips for a while, then suddenly put her arms around Qi Jingchen's shoulders, and complained wrongedly: "Jingchen, you finally came to pick me up, and you didn't even know that someone pretended to be you just now!"

Qi Jingchen smiled helplessly, if he hadn't been sure that Zhong Jiaqi was really drunk, he would have suspected that Zhong Jiaqi was a little showman.

But it's useless to reason with the little drunk cat, he can only follow Zhong Jiaqi's words.

His hand patted Zhong Jiaqi's back lightly again and again: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, I'm already here."

Zhong Jiaqi put her arms around Qi Jingchen's neck and refused to let go: "It's good that you come, then let's go home now, shall we?"

Qi Jingchen doesn't have the heart to go home now, if he is not worried that Zhong Jiaqi will have a headache when he wakes up tomorrow, he would like to get Zhong Jiaqi to do it now.

"Let's stay here for one night tonight, and we'll go home when you wake up tomorrow."

"Then you are here too?"

Zhong Jiaqi's bright eyes looked straight at Qi Jingchen, with some expectation in them.

Seeing such eyes, Qi Jingchen's whole heart was about to melt, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed the corner of Zhong Jiaqi's lips.

Zhong Jiaqi's head is still dizzy now, and she can't understand the breath on her lips, so Zhong Jiaqi put her arms around Qi Jingchen's neck, and deepened the kiss a bit.

Before Zhong Jiaqi was out of breath, Qi Jingchen placed a kiss on her earlobe, and said softly: "Of course I will stay with you, but I will ask the front desk to prepare a hangover soup for you first, or you It's going to be a headache tomorrow."

Zhong Jiaqi put her arms around Qi Jingchen's neck, and refused to let go no matter what she said, Qi Jingchen had just put his hands in the living room of the suite, in desperation, he could only support Zhong Jiaqi's buttocks, and carried Zhong Jiaqi to the living room.

Normally, Zhong Jiaqi would never let Qi Jingchen hug her in such an ambiguous position, but now that Zhong Jiaqi was drunk, instead of refusing, she was worried that she would fall, and wrapped her legs tightly around Qi Jingchen's waist.

The efficiency at the front desk was very high. After receiving Qi Jingchen's call, only ten minutes later, the hangover soup was delivered to Qi Jingchen's room.

But Zhong Jiaqi didn't want to drink anything.

Zhong Jiaqi is like a child now, self-willed and disobedient, but Qi Jingchen feels that Zhong Jiaqi is very cute now.

It's just that Zhong Jiaqi's refusal to drink the hangover soup also gave him some headaches. In the end, there was nothing he could do. Qi Jingchen could only drink the hangover soup into his own mouth, and then fed it to Zhong Jiaqi.

"Jiaqi, let's take a shower, and then we can sleep well."

Now Zhong Jiaqi nodded obediently, and let Qi Jingchen carry her into the bathroom.

But after taking off her clothes, Zhong Jiaqi was still clinging to Qi Jingchen, looking at the fair and delicate skin in front of him, Qi Jingchen finally couldn't help it, he lowered his head and kissed Zhong Jiaqi's lips fiercely.

……

After waking up the next day, Zhong Jiaqi felt as if she had been crushed by a big truck. There was no place that didn't hurt, and her whole body was sore and limp.

She only remembered that Qi Jingchen came to pick her up yesterday, and she couldn't remember the rest.

Zhong Jiaqi walked into the bathroom, and in the mirror, there were red marks on her neck and even more bruises on her waist.

She secretly cursed a beast in her heart, she will never drink so much wine again.

Before Zhong Jiaqi left the bathroom, Qi Jingchen hugged Zhong Jiaqi into his arms from behind, and put his chin on Zhong Jiaqi's shoulder.

"Do you have a headache?"

Zhong Jiaqi said angrily: "My head doesn't stop, but my waist is about to collapse."

Qi Jingchen's hand pressed gently on Zhong Jiaqi's waist.

"Okay, don't be angry, you were too enthusiastic yesterday, with a warm and soft jade in your arms, how can you let me bear it?"

Zhong Jiaqi's stomach growled twice at the right time.

Qi Jingchen couldn't help but said, "You're hungry too, go eat something first."

Before Zhong Jiaqi woke up, Qi Jingchen had already prepared breakfast. Last night everyone was busy drinking, and Zhong Jiaqi didn't eat much. Now that she saw the rich breakfast in front of her, she couldn't care less about being angry with Qi Jingchen.

"I'll take you home to rest, don't go to work today."

Qi Jingchen's tone did not mean to discuss with Zhong Jiaqi at all, and Zhong Jiaqi also knew that this was something Qi Jingchen had decided, and there was no way to change it.

Moreover, the red mark on her neck is too obvious, and it won't go away for a while. If those people see her in the office, there might be another burst of gossip. It's better to rest at home for a day. I can imagine agreeing to He Qi How to draw those two design drafts.

However, what Zhong Jiaqi didn't know was that even if she didn't go to work, she couldn't stop the gossip in the fashion design department.

Li Yicheng just posted a sentence in the group: Mr. Qi went to the box to pick up Zhong Gu yesterday."

The group in the fashion design department exploded immediately.

"What? Mr. Qi went to pick up Zhong Gu himself?"

"In the future, if anyone dares to say that the relationship between Mr. Qi and Zhong Gu is not good, I will definitely go up and tear his mouth apart!"

"It seems that now is not the time to pay attention to this!"

"Zhong Gu was drunk yesterday, what we should worry about is that President Qi won't blame us!"

"It's over, it's over, Mr. Qi probably doesn't have the same knowledge as us."

……

Facts have proved that they were overthinking. Qi Jingchen has always been very cautious when it comes to matters involving Zhong Jiaqi. The first thing Qi Jingchen did when he first arrived at the company was to announce that all vacations for the fashion design department this week were cancelled, and everyone stayed in the company. The company works overtime.

The fashion design department was suddenly filled with mourning, and the painful lesson made them understand a truth, even if they offend Mr. Qi, they must not offend Zhong Gu, otherwise the end will be ugly.

……

The next day, when Zhong Jiaqi returned to the company, she found out that all the staff in the fashion design department had to stay in the company to work overtime.

Yiyi stood in front of Zhong Jiaqi with a pale face, and hesitated for a long time without saying a word.

She was pushed here by all the colleagues in the fashion design department, and she was asked to beg Zhong Jiaqi to give Qi Jingchen some pillow comfort and resume their holiday this week, even if it is only one day.

However, seeing Zhong Jiaqi, Yiyi's tongue seemed to be tied up, unable to speak a word.

"Yiyi, if you have anything to say, just talk about it."

Zhong Jiaqi had already guessed why Yiyi came to her office this time, but she deliberately didn't say it. She could allow these little bastards to drink her alcohol, but she never said no revenge.

If the people in the fashion design department could know what Zhong Jiaqi was thinking at this moment, they would definitely find that their Zhong Gu was a bit darker than Boss Qi.

"If you don't have anything to do, go back and think about the design draft. The catwalk competition held by He's this time is very important. You have to think about what kind of clothes you want to design."

"That..." Yiyi rubbed her hands together.

Zhong Jiaqi raised the corners of her lips, and while Yiyi wasn't paying attention, she smiled slyly.

"I know that I may be a little busy recently, but it's also for the competition, so you should suffer more. After all, this opportunity is hard-won. I believe you will want to cherish it, right?"