Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Ah good."

Song Tingran was a little stunned for a moment and said this subconsciously.

When he reacted, Chang Yuqiao was already sitting in front of Yue Qin.

With just a slight touch of your fingertips, the beautiful sound of the piano is already surrounding you.

Song Tingran picked up the wine glass and took a sip. She knew that Chang Yuqiao would definitely add water to her. I've gotten used to it over the years.

However, the spicy taste got into her throat and went straight to her brain without warning.

This time, unexpectedly, no water was added!

"Cough cough cough." Song Tingran coughed violently. If she knew she didn't add water, she would never drink it down in such a big mouth.

Chang Yuqiao stood up immediately, held Song Tingran's arm, and glanced at it. It was his wine glass.

"My wife, are you okay? I'll pour you a cup of hot water. Please take your time."

"No, no need."

Song Tingran sat beside the bed. She didn't want to drink anything now, so she would just stay here for a while.

Chang Yuqiao stood beside her, helping her gently caress her back and help her breathe.

"Why didn't you mix it with water this time? I'm used to drinking water mixed with water. Give me some pure water. I'm really helpless."

Chang Yuqiao did not say that she had taken the wrong cup, but slowly poured another glass of wine and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, he turned the cup over and showed it to her.

"My wife, it's my fault. I'll give you a drink and you can try the artificial water. How about it."

Chang Yuqiao put the cup back on the small cabinet, sat next to Song Tingran, and kissed her when her cheeks turned red and her head began to think slowly.

The mouth was soft, with a hint of the aftertaste of alcohol.

Song Tingran felt his face getting hotter and hotter, and then Chang Yuqiao's figure turned into two blurry figures.

"Bridge, don't swing, I'll faint."

Chang Yuqiao sighed and shook his head to himself, "Next time, just add water."

"What, what are you talking about? Stop shaking, stop shaking."

Song Tingran felt confused and only wanted to have close contact with the quilt and pillow.

Chang Yuqiao touched the side of her face, helped her take off her shoes, changed her clothes, and finally snuggled into the quilt.

He sat alone in front of the Yueqin and continued to play. The sound was gentle, and Song Tingran fell asleep just like that.

"Master Wife?" After the last note of the piano fell, Chang Yuqiao called tentatively.

If there is no response, he is really asleep.

Chang Yuqiao drank the remaining warm wine one cup at a time, then extinguished the candle and lay down next to Song Tingran.

Song Tingran was sleeping deeply. Chang Yuqiao drank too much and her head was slightly heavy. The room was filled with the fragrance of wine. He also hugged her and fell asleep.

Perhaps because of drinking, Song Tingran slept longer the next morning.

Chang Yuqiao woke up, but he did not disturb her or get up.

If the people around him moved a little, he would pretend to sleep, hoping that such a peaceful and beautiful time could last longer.

God fulfills people's wishes.

While waiting for Shi Yan, Qiao Jinshu and his children left home. Chang Yuqiao opened his eyes and touched Song Tingran's forehead, unwilling to leave at all.

It was almost noon, but it was too late, and Chang Yuqiao was also worried that she would be hungry, so she gently woke her up.

"My wife, the sun is shining on our butts, and we still got up."

"...Well, what time is it?"

Chang Yuqiao stood up and opened the curtains without opening the window. "I guess in a while, brother and the others..." paused.

"It's time to go to the school, right? It's okay, it's not too late." Song Tingran also sat up. She just felt that she had slept very full, very fulfilling and solidly.

"It's time to come back from the school, my wife."

"???"

Song Tingran didn't even have time to put on her shoes. When she walked to the window, she saw Xiao Yuchen boxing in the inner courtyard.

"I slept for so long." She found it incredible to herself, because she didn't sleep particularly late last night.

"Well, my glass of wine was too pure and I forgot to add water. Wife, are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Chang Yuqiao went over with the shoes, squatted down, and helped her put on the shoes.

Song Tingran shook his head, "It's not uncomfortable. This wine is like sleeping pills. Come on, if you can't sleep in the future, I'll have a drink and fall asleep."

"Sleeping pills?"

Chang Yuqiao was puzzled and asked while putting on his clothes. The movements of his hands were unhurried and slow, which made Song Tingran less anxious.

"It's just Anshen Powder, which can help people sleep well."

"Oh, is it possible that my wife sleeps well because you are here with me?"

Song Tingran was wearing clothes and pretending to think, "It's possible. Last night when I was in a daze, I heard a nice tune. As I listened, I fell asleep."

Chang Yuqiao smiled and said nothing.

She put on her clothes and came closer, "Did you play it?"

"Hmm...I don't know either. Please come over when you have time and look for the person who plays the piano."

"it is good."

Chang Yuqiao opened the window for ventilation, and then walked out of the house holding hands with Song Tingran and went to the bathroom to wash up.

At this time, there is really no need to have breakfast, just have lunch.

Wen Li came over and said, "My wife, third brother, lunch is almost ready. The eldest brother and the others will be back soon. Should we wait to eat together when we get back, or should you two take a bite first."

Chang Yuqiao looked at Song Tingran. He wanted to eat together, and he didn't need much time, but he also wanted to listen to her wishes.

"Let's eat together. It smells so good. What delicious food have you made?" Song Tingran stretched himself at the door of the bathroom after washing up.

"The left and right are what we usually eat. However, I studied the chicken wings wrapped with rice that you taught me before. I tasted one. I don't know if it is authentic. Please go try it."

"Okay."

Song Tingran, Chang Yuqiao, and Wen Li went to the black kitchen together. Wen Ci and Sang Cheng were cleaning up here. They were very happy to see Song Tingran coming.

"It's really good. You don't need to taste it. I can tell it's delicious just by looking at the color. There are so many, are you exhausted from breaking the bones?"

Wen Li: "It's not tiring. We took it apart together. We just used scissors to cut on both sides of the chicken wings, then reached in and cut along the bones. The bones could be pulled out in one go. It didn't take any effort at all. We were still competing. !”

Song Tingran took the chopsticks handed over by Sang Cheng, picked one up, blew it to his mouth, and took a bite.

The taste is really good. The rice inside the chicken wings is not soft or hard, and it also contains glutinous rice for a comprehensive texture. Especially when the chicken wings are cut in half, the taste is more rich and delicious.

Song Tingran handed it to Chang Yuqiao's mouth and gave him a second bite. He took a sweet bite. He loved it, "It's delicious. Rice can be put inside these chicken wings."

Chang Yuqiao likes light food, and eats relatively little meat and spicy food. Seeing that he likes it, I simply feed him the rest.