The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

After explaining at the banquet, Wang Zichen explained to Lan Xinhui: "I just didn't want you to get drunk and make a fool of yourself, so I drank it for you." It must be like this, he didn't feel pity for her!

"Anyway, thank you!" Lan Xinhui thanked him. Seeing his face flushed, she couldn't help asking worriedly: "Is it okay? I drank a lot tonight, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay." Wang Zichen waved his hand, his alcohol capacity is still good, and he can handle general entertainment.

However, tonight he drank a lot of wine instead of Lan Xinhui. Those people didn't know if they were jealous of his wife's beauty. After seeing him drinking instead of Lan Xinhui, they respected her even more. He drank instead of her again and again, so he drank a lot more than usual.

Lan Xinhui took out a piece of lemon candy from her handbag and handed it to him: "This is for hangover, why don't you eat one?"

"Don't eat." A big man still eats candy?He doesn't want it!

"It won't hurt so much after eating it." Lan Xinhui softened her tone, coaxing him with a glance like coaxing a child to take medicine, and thoughtfully peeling off the candy wrapper for him.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he continued to persuade: "The dance will start soon, what if you get drunk when others dance?"

She rarely told him jokes, although this joke was not funny, but for some reason, Wang Zichen smiled with his lips curled up, and then opened his mouth cooperatively to eat the lemon candy she sent to his mouth.

He sucked subconsciously, and a sour taste spread in his mouth. He was usually afraid of eating sour, but this time he was so sour that his teeth were about to fall down, and his whole face wrinkled involuntarily.

It was the first time Lan Xinhui saw him showing such a funny expression, she couldn't help covering her mouth and secretly smiling.

He glared at her fiercely, and wanted to spit out the candy, but she quickly stopped him: "Don't spit it out, it's a special lemon candy, which is specially used to hangover."

Wang Zichen had no choice but to resist the sour taste, chewed hard, and ate the sour lemon fudge.

But Lan Xinhui then handed over another piece of candy: "Take another one."

"Are you still eating? Don't!" His sour candy, he regretted eating one, how could he still eat it? !do not eat.

"This one is sweet," Lan Xinhui said, "It's honey candy."

Wang Zichen snatched the candy away: "Why didn't you let me eat sweets just now?"

Seeing him tearing off the candy wrapper impatiently, Lan Xinhui explained with a smile: "The instructions say that eating lemon candy first, followed by honey candy will have a better hangover effect."

What does the manual say?He didn't believe it, she must have hurt him on purpose.

However, eating sweet honey candy after eating sour lemon candy is really refreshing.Moreover, when he saw that she also ate lemon candy first and then honey candy, forget it, he didn't care about her.

After a while, the dance began. The first dance was a performance dance performed by Wen and his wife. The guests gathered around the dance floor to watch.

There was someone pushing this way, Wang Zichen took a step back politely to make room, but that person squeezed straight to Lan Xinhui's side, and said to her, "May I have the honor to dance with you?"

For some reason, Wang Zichen felt a sudden sour taste in his mouth, he leaned towards Lan Xinhui and said, "The next dance, she will dance with me."

"Of course," the man said, "I mean, after she dances with you." He then said to Lan Xinhui, "I know there must be many people wanting to dance with you tonight, so I came here to line up. "

"Thank you!" Lan Xinhui smiled politely.

At this time, several boys standing next to her asked to line up to dance with her.

"Thank you, thank you!" Lan Xinhui said, "It's just that my physical strength is limited, so I'm afraid I can't do many dances."