Lord Zhan, your cute wife is not human

"Don't go!"

Zhan Hanjue didn't expect Gong Tingyu to reject him so decisively, and felt that his idea was a little too strong.

Later, he let go of Gong Tingyu's hand, and said casually: "You really don't want to go, Han Yang who has been clinging to you since childhood is also in the hotel!"

Gong Tingyu had made up his mind at first, he didn't want to run out so late, and these days, he stayed at home all day, never going out.

But as soon as he heard Zhan Hanyang was there, he suddenly regained his energy, and asked with bright eyes:

"Really? You didn't lie to me?"

"Do you think I'll lie to you? Why lie to you at night?"

After receiving Zhan Hanjue's affirmative answer, Gong Tingyu hurriedly got out of bed and packed himself up, because he thought so in his heart:
"Since Han Yang is here, even after he's gone, he can talk to her alone and ask for her opinion."

Gong Tingyu was thinking while quickly getting dressed.

"Let's go! Master Zhan!"

Zhan Hanjue looked at him in astonishment, feeling that it was unbelievable that this person used to be a playboy, flirtatious.

It can be seen that he is dressed a little more formally now, isn't he just going to a hotel, as for dressing himself up like he is going to meet his girlfriend.

He shook his head, turned his face away in disgust, and then went downstairs.

When the Maserati stopped at the entrance of the Bojin Hotel, the royal court remembered it and asked aloud: "Dare to ask Lord Zhan, if you don't sleep at night, do you come to the hotel to have a private meeting with beautiful women?"

Zhan Hanjue got out of the car first, and complained, "You think I'm you?"

Then, regardless of the expression of the palace behind him, he walked directly towards the door of the hotel.

When the female staff on duty saw Zhan Hanjue, they all lowered their heads one after another: "Master Zhan, good evening!"

"Ah."

Zhan Hanjue looked at Gong Tingyu as if he had never seen the world, and squeezed his hand, "Don't look around, it's important to do business."

When the two took the elevator to the third floor, they walked quickly to room 740.

Only then did Zhan Hanjue raise his head to look at the house number - 740.

What a conspicuous number, I didn't find it the first time I came here, and there is such a mystery hidden in this house number.

740 - mad at you.

What does this mean?Could it be that she wants to piss me off?

Even the house number he chose was so emotional, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he became even more interested in this woman.

"May I ask Lord Zhan, why didn't you go in for a long time after you dragged me here? Didn't you ring the doorbell?"

Gong Tingyu looked like a second-rate ruffian, because after that incident, he was not only decadent, but even more of a second-rate ruffian. No matter how brightly he dressed, it was difficult to conceal his sloppy appearance.

"You press."

At this time, Zhan Hanjue was terrified, never thought that one day, coming to the door of his beloved woman would make him so uncomfortable and nervous.

"What are you doing, Lord Zhanhan? You fainted."

The imperial court didn't say much nonsense, and directly rang the doorbell.

Stina was so drunk that she vaguely heard her doorbell ringing. She thought she heard it wrong and continued drinking.

Seeing that no one opened the door, the imperial court felt a little strange, and turned to look at Zhan Hanjue with a cold face.

"Master Zhan, you won't tell me that you knock on the door at night, but no one is there?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at Gong Tingyu and said with disgust, with a droopy face, he rang the doorbell himself.

Stina dragged her drunken body, limped to the door with difficulty, and opened the peephole to look.

Frowning, pursing his mouth, he thought: Is it so late?Who will knock on her door?
The doorbell rang again, and it had been a long time, but no one came to open the door.

Zhan Hanjue outside the door couldn't wait and wanted to slam the door and rush in.

Stina couldn't care less, she opened the door suddenly, and because of too much force, she accidentally fell into Zhan Hanjue's arms.

I saw her still talking in a daze: "Wow, the ground is so soft!"

Zhan Hanjue looked at Stina who was too drunk to look disgusted, and felt angry, but he still helped her in.

When Gong Tingyu saw Stina lying in Zhan Hanjue's arms, he felt that his chest was not congested. He also wondered, is this empathy?

He took a closer look and saw Zhan Hanyang who was lying on the table and fell asleep.

"Hanyang, wake up."

He patted Zhan Hanyang's cheek lightly, but heard Zhan Hanyang's mouth crackling:

"Brother Yu, I love you! I don't blame you."

He listened carefully to every word, and it turned out that Zhan Hanyang really loved him, and he didn't blame him for molesting her.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked at Zhan Hanyang who was so drunk.

Distressed, Zhan Hanyang picked up the princess from the chair, and he said to Zhan Hanjue who was sitting on the sofa:
"Well, I'll take Han Yang back first, take good care of Miss Stina, she's your wife, you should feel sorry for her."

Zhan Hanjue suddenly turned his head and looked at Gong Tingyu hugging his sister in surprise, only to see Zhan Hanyang obediently wrapping his arms around Gong Tingyu's neck, sleeping comfortably in his arms.

What is this kid, Gong Tingyu, going to do?Where do you want to take the drunken Zhan Hanyang?Do you have ulterior motives and want that?

"Well, Gong Ting Yu, this room has two bedrooms, you can take good care of Yang Yang here, where are you going to take her now?"

Zhan Hanjue said with some worry, after all, Gong Tingyu is a well-known playboy in Beiyang.

How can he rest assured that Zhan Hanyang will be handed over to him like this.

"Can you put away your small thoughts, Han Yang is not only your sister, but also my sister, you are too busy to take care of Miss Stina, is it possible to take care of Zhan Hanyang together?"

It was rare to hear that Gong Tingyu was so serious, and Zhan Hanjue felt that he was indeed treating a gentleman's belly with the heart of a villain.

"That's fine! Be careful, Han Yang drank so much, you have to take good care of her."

Zhan Hanjue repeatedly urged, which made Gong Tingyu quite impatient: "Oh, I got it, I got it."

After the royal general took Zhan Hanyang away, Zhan Hanjue took a serious look at the drunken Stina.

Has this woman not recovered her memory after so long?
I really want to hear her call "dog man" again, and I don't know how long it will take for Stina to recover her memory.

Just as he was looking at Stina, who had her eyes closed, and blinked her eyelashes, Stina suddenly felt nauseous, and she actually vomited on Zhan Hanjue.

This made Zhan Hanjue hard to guard against, because it was his first time taking care of a drunk woman and he had no experience, so Stina let Stina vomit a bunch of disgusting things on him directly.

He pushed her down on the sofa to lie down in disgust, wiped her with a paper towel, then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out of the bathroom again, he saw Stina woke up and standing in front of him.

"Well, aren't you drunk and unconscious? Why did you suddenly wake up?"

Zhan Hanjue looked at Stina in astonishment, but she didn't know that Stina hugged Zhan Hanjue and just wiped off the towel wrapped around Zhan Hanjue's body.

When the bath towel fell to the ground, Zhan Hanjue felt his mind go blank. Is this woman really not afraid that he will execute her on the spot?
How dare you blatantly take off his towel?This woman is becoming more and more impatient.

When he hugged Stina horizontally and put her on the bed, he turned around to pick up the bath towel on the floor, and continued to wrap her sexy skin.

When he came to the bed, he saw that the woman still had her eyes tightly closed. Could it be that the person standing in front of him was sleepwalking?
Silly woman, is it because she has no sense of security that she sleepwalks?

Don't be afraid, I'm here!

Stina seemed to hear the most familiar voice and the most beautiful promise.

She smiled slightly, turned over and continued to sleep soundly.

Looking at such a lovely Stina, Zhan Hanjue inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth slightly, secretly amused.

When he was about to leave, a pair of soft little hands caught his neck and grabbed him directly.

Just a little bit, the lips of the two almost collided.

He maintains a manly gentleman and doesn't take advantage of others, so he suppressed the restlessness in his heart and still didn't kiss him.

I only heard Stina talking vaguely: "Zhan Hanjue, do you love me or her? Do you like her more? But I fell in love with you before I knew it!"

Zhan Hanjue suddenly heard Stina spit out the truth after drinking, and his heart warmed a little!

This should be the best love story I've heard in the past six months, and Stina actually confessed to him in her sleep.

Inexplicably, he felt a warm current welling up in his heart. He didn't expect that this woman had feelings for him, and he also had feelings for her.

But at this moment, Stina continued to mutter: "But what's the use of my loving you? I won't live long in the end, and I don't want to hurt you..."

Hearing this, Zhan Hanjue frowned, with a displeased expression on his face, what do you mean you won't live long?What do you mean you don't want to implicate him?
What is this all about!

Zhan Hanjue got up and went to the kitchen, made hangover soup for Stina, muttering: "How much did you drink?

They all say that they tell the truth after drinking, but this woman is not telling the truth, she is just talking nonsense. "

While cooking the hangover soup, he shook his head. It seemed that this woman was drunk, and she couldn't believe anything she said.

After a while, the hangover soup was ready, and he brought the soup to Stina.

Thinking that she was so drunk that she passed out, how should I drink this hangover soup?
He raised Stina's head and patted it lightly, "Nana wake up, come and drink this bowl of hangover soup."

He pointed the bowl at Stina's lips, and forced her to finish the bowl of hangover soup.

He took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, then put her on the bed again.

He was going to clean up the place they had ruined, and tidy up the table.

As a result, as soon as he took a foot, his hand was grabbed by Stina again.

He suddenly turned around, only to see Stina with two blue eyes staring straight at him.

"feelling better?"

Zhan Hanjue continued to sit on the edge of the bed, held Stina's hand, and asked gently.

Stina never expected that this was the first time she was drunk, and when she woke up, she saw Jue Zhanhan standing by her side.

She shook her head and nodded again, her voice choked in her throat.

He showed no expression other than shaking his head and nodding.

Finally, with a hoarse voice, she said slowly, "Master Zhan, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask!"

Just like this, Zhan Hanjue quietly took Stina's cold hand, put her hand to his mouth, breathed out, and rubbed her hand.

"Do you like the one who calls you a dog man, or me?"

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