Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

Anyone who has really fought at the wine table knows that there are three levels of drunkenness.

On the first level, my hands and feet are difficult to use. For example, when picking up vegetables or holding a cup, I feel that my hands are difficult to use.

The second level is where the tongue is not smooth. You know what you are saying, but when you express it, it sounds silly, and you look like you are drunk.

The third level is to become numb directly on the wine table and completely lose consciousness.

This is the real three stages of drunkenness.

Anyone who acts drunk, runs around, and curses is just showing off. If you catch such a person, give him a good beating. Don't pity him.

With two kilograms of white wine in your stomach, that is of course the third realm.

In fact, I have always maintained the demeanor, attitude and determination that a company president should have at the wine table.

Whether he was talking or moving his hands, he was exerting strong control over his alcohol.

I didn't make any mistakes on the first or second floor. I transitioned directly to the third floor and collapsed under the wine table.

After that, I lost all consciousness...

When I woke up again, there was a woman lying next to me.

Although I woke up, I was not sober from drinking. I was still dizzy and confused.

But I was not confused in my heart. The first reaction of my brain was: hotel? What do you mean? Instead of finding someone to take me home, you arranged a girl for me? I am the host, okay? Do you still need to make arrangements for me?

I'm in the song and dance troupe... and I'm the boss.

In fact, anyone who has drunk alcohol knows in their heart... the so-called drunken sex is just a fool's errand.

Anyone who is chaotic is not a good person in himself, and it has nothing to do with whether he is a drunk or not.

No matter how much people drink, they are actually like Ming Jing. He knows clearly in his heart what should be touched and what should not be touched. Don't listen to his pretentious nonsense.

"Hey! Who are you...?" I asked vaguely.

The other party didn't say anything. When he saw that I was awake, he lay directly on top of me and hugged me tightly.

She was very thin. I touched her body and immediately found out that it was Song Haiyun...

"Husband, how much wine have you drunk?" Song Haiyun asked me worriedly.

"Uh..." I let out a long breath: "It's quite a lot. Your sister is not a fucking thing. She keeps feeding me."

I put my hands under her armpits, kneaded the softness on her chest and said, "Why did you bring me to the hotel? Why don't you take me home?"

Song Haiyun said in embarrassment: "I want to take you home. My sister called me and asked me to pick you up. I can't help you, so why don't I put you in a hotel first... ..”

"Oh..." I wiped my forehead and face with my other hand, trying to wake myself up.

Only then did I remember that there were so many things left to do!

I was also confused by Xia Xili. Originally...at noon today, according to the eldest sister's instructions, I should go to the song and dance troupe to hold a severance meeting for the girls, and directly announce that the song and dance troupe will be disbanded at the end of the month.

Then take the girls together for a dinner together for a breakup meal.

correct! Also, I promised Hu Xiaoting...that I would create a human with her at noon today and let her get pregnant.

All these things were forgotten under the pressure of inventory.

Now I woke up uncomfortable in the middle of the night, and then I remembered...

"Haiyun, go get me some water, my mouth is so dry," I said.

Song Haiyun unscrewed the pure water on the bedside table and handed it to my lips. I drank the bottle of water in one gulp. My lips were still dry, so I asked her to hand over another bottle...

After drinking two bottles of purified water, I felt better.

"Husband, I miss you, I want..." Song Haiyun put his face on my chest and murmured coquettishly.

I caressed her back and smiled: "For such a big mayor, if you come out to rent a room with me, aren't you afraid that someone will see...know your secret?"

Song Haiyun ignored my remark and kept squirming coquettishly, murmuring and begging in a low voice: "Husband, I want..."

"Slut!" I cursed in a low voice, "Why are you so slutty?"

Song Haiyun kissed my neck, moving downwards little by little, and murmured: "Being coquettish in front of your husband is also called coquettish?"

I was exhausted both physically and mentally, so I lay motionless, enjoying the love she was releasing towards me...

"Haiyun, should I make your belly bigger?" I stroked her head and asked her tentatively.

"Yeah!" Song Haiyun nodded without hesitation.

Her reaction surprised me, it was completely different from before.

Before, Song Haiyun was very taboo about getting pregnant... She also said that she didn't want the people in Haicheng City to drown her with Tumo Xingzi.

But now, I don’t know if it’s because of the strong love, or if you are cooperating with me and saying sexy things in bed to make me feel better?

This time, she actually agreed very simply and without hesitation.

"Aren't you afraid...that someone will drown you with Tumo star seeds?" I asked sadly.

Song Haiyun kissed my navel, pushed my hair behind my ears and said, "You have already proposed it, do I dare not accept it..."

wipe! Song Haiyun understands men.

Regardless of whether my request was reasonable or not, or whether what I said was true, her attitude of unconditional acceptance really made me attracted to her, and I felt it right away.

"So how do you deal with work and family..."

"Husband, stop talking, I'll give birth to you! Let's do it, okay?"

.......

That night, she and I were in love with each other, and we kept tossing each other until late in the night before we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I woke up at eleven o'clock the next morning.

After waking up, Song Haiyun was of course long gone, including all her belongings in the house.

The effect of alcohol made my mind still a little confused, and I felt like everything that happened last night was like a dream.

If it weren't for the vague lingering scent of her on the bed, I really wouldn't be able to tell whether last night's romance was fantasy or reality...?

I woke up 80% from the alcohol, and reason took over my brain again.

I began to feel that something was wrong. Everything that happened last night seemed unreasonable.

When Song Haiyun gave birth to her first child, she had a caesarean section and had a scar on her belly.

But when I touched her belly yesterday, it felt quite smooth...

I just didn't look carefully. Are there any scars on it?

Also, Song Haiyun's wedding ring has been put away by her, and her ring finger should be bare.

But I vaguely remember that last night when we were too passionate, she had something on her hand... and scratched my leg.

What is that? It can only be a ring, right?

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that...the person who slept with me last night was not Song Haiyun?

Was it Song Haiyue who pretended to be one? Spend the night with me while I'm drunk and in a daze?

But, how is this possible?

This is not logical!

Song Haiyue and I have only known each other for less than a few days, and we have only met twice in total, and yet she went to bed with me? Still so invested?

This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!

I don't believe that a woman can be so frivolous and shameless.

I lit a cigarette and took a deep puff. The stimulation of nicotine made my brain work better...

Maybe I'm overthinking it?

I checked my inner thighs and found no scratches!

It must be Song Haiyun, not Song Haiyue. Why do I think Song Haiyue is pretending to be my sister? This makes no sense!

Just when I was feeling melancholy and doubtful, my cell phone rang. When I saw it, it was Song Haiyun calling.