Mianmian hugs him with a hot face.

This kind of face-to-face close contact, coupled with a very limited space in the car

The atmosphere became so different.

The temperature of the little woman's whole body slightly increased. The lips of the two people were so close that she even could hear Zhan Muqian's even and steady breath.

She wiggled a little bit, unconsciously: "here, it's so crowded, why don't you get off..."

However, the war chief suddenly reached out to hold her soft and slender waist and whispered: "don't move, it's very dangerous, you know?"

Since the evening of the wedding ceremony, Jiang mianmianmian had some conflicts and fears with him from the bottom of his heart. The atmosphere in the car was very delicate

There was a little conflict and fear in her heart, but she could not tell what she was resisting.

"I, I don't move, you let me down, let me down..."

Zhan Muqian, in a perfect way, released a hand and pinched her chin. "I don't like your drinking, and I don't like your crazy drinking. Promise me to stop drinking, eh?"

The little woman in her arms knows what he means

If it wasn't for her drinking too much, she probably wouldn't hold Gong Qiao and say that in front of the crowd.

But she remembered clearly that she had only had two glasses of champagne that night.

No matter how poor her liquor is, she can blow against faxiao's strong foreign wine. How can she not get drunk with two glasses of fruity champagne.

……

The war chief looked at her patiently.

The little thing in her arms hesitated obviously. She nodded her head slowly and said softly, "I will Don't let yourself get drunk any more It's hard to get drunk, but... "

"That night, I didn't drink any wine. In fact, I felt strange at that time..."

"How do you feel?"

"Yes It's a headache. I can't open my eyes. I can't stand stably. I'm very flustered and confused. I don't drink too much. I know the feeling of drinking too much, and that It's a little different. I doubt what's in the wine. "

Zhan Muqian didn't contradict her, but answered, "well, I'll arrange someone to check."

It doesn't matter whether he believes Mianmian or not.

Since the little woman started to explain to him That said, she had remorse for her actions that night.

……

War chief's voice was deep and magnetic. At this moment, in the quiet space in the car, it seems to be particularly gentle and bewitching.

He quietly pacified her, clearly felt that her original anxious mood gradually calmed down, and softly fell in his arms, obedient.

He spoke to her off and on.

Mian Mian is still wondering whether he should tell Zhan Qiyou what he said to her and try to kiss her, telling Zhan Muqian the truth.

He is his husband, as if he should be honest.

But Zhan Qiyou is his nephew Isn't the contradiction between uncle and nephew very complicated?

In a trance, she reluctantly shifted the subject and tried to forget it.

"Chenchen Is Chen with his mother tonight? I miss him a little... "

"Do you miss the three of us together?"

“……”

……

The chief officer seemed to be slightly stimulated by her remark.

Unexpectedly, he directly carried her out of the car and walked into the main building to return to the room -

the powerful arms of the man held her to the doo