Indulgent Husband and Sweet Wife

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Lu Zhanke heard that Deputy Teacher Ouyang meant that he and Ouyang would really dance. Originally, the old chief was here, so he was too embarrassed to refuse, but when he saw Ai Changhuan running towards the wine table with cocktails, he immediately didn't care about anything. no more.

With a sweep of his eyes, he happened to see Du Yucheng who was really hurting his eyes, and he immediately called him over: "Yucheng, come here and let me introduce you, this is Miss Ouyang Zhenzhen, the teacher's beloved daughter, Say hello."

After making these two people he didn't want to meet against, Lu Zhanke hurriedly walked towards Ai Changhuan.

Ai Changhuan had already grabbed a glass of cocktail and drank it all at once. Seeing that he was about to grab a second glass, Lu Zhanke hurriedly stopped him: "What are you doing? Don't you know it's wine?"

Ai Changhuan looked up and saw that it was Lu Zhanke, and subconsciously shrank back. She hadn't forgotten the way Lu Zhanke stared at her before.

Seeing her hiding back, Lu Zhanke felt angry, but he couldn't get angry in front of so many people, so he just grimaced and said, "Don't drink, we'll go back after a while."

Ai Changhuan was feeling uncomfortable, she didn't want to care about anything today, she just wanted to get drunk, so when Lu Zhanke wanted to reach out to help her, she pushed him away: "You don't need to worry about me, I'll just do whatever I want Have some drinks."

Lu Zhanke put the empty wine glass under Ai Changhuan's nose: "Smell, is this a drink? This is wine. What kind of wine does a girl drink?"

Being reprimanded by Lu Zhanke, Ai Changhuan wanted to grin, but she showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and the corners of her eyes became moist. She looked at Lu Zhanke anxiously, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lu Zhanke... I feel bad...I want to drink..."

Seeing her pitiful look, Lu Zhanke couldn't help softening his heart. He raised his hand, took her into his arms, and let her lean on his shoulder: "Why is it uncomfortable? Is it because people here are too Do you feel that your breathing is not smooth? Do you want to go outside for a walk?"

Ai Changhuan shook her head, sobbing softly: "No, I just want to drink."

Lu Zhanke took her to the back of the pillar, blocked those probing eyes, and shook her gently in his arms: "Are you a drunkard? Why are you thinking about drinking?"

"You...you are not allowed to scold me..." Ai Changhuan felt even more wronged.

"I don't scold you, I'm good to you." Lu Zhanke's palm caressed her shoulder meaninglessly, thinking that he really didn't know what evil he did in his previous life, and God would send such a tormenting little fairy to punish him.

Ai Changhuan pursed her mouth: "You treat me badly."

For her accusation, Lu Zhanke felt that he was wronged: "I have not treated you well, spoiled you, spoiled you, you can do whatever you want, and you still want me to treat you well."

"You don't allow me to drink." She accused loudly.

Lu Zhanke almost burst out laughing: "Idiot, wine is intestinal poison, I don't let you drink it for your own good."

Ai Changhuan's eyes were red and hot. She buried her face deeply in Lu Zhanke's chest, shedding tears silently, because she had something on her mind, and those things couldn't be said, they could only be pressed heavily on her chest, letting her She couldn't breathe, it was extremely uncomfortable, and only this alcohol could temporarily numb her, making her forget the pain.

But Lu Zhanke refused to let her drink, so she continued to complain: "You are a bad person."

"..." Lu Zhanke pondered for a moment, "Then you can only take another sip."

Ai Changhuan raised her head immediately, because she cried just now, her makeup was all over, her eyeliner was messed up, and she looked a little scary.

But Lu Zhanke felt distressed. This should be the first time he saw Ai Changhuan cry, but he didn't know why.

He wanted to ask, but he couldn't say it. He had seen her and Du Yucheng's every move before, and he was afraid that the answer was not what he wanted.

Suddenly, he wanted to drink too.

Picking up two glasses of wine, one for Ai Changhuan and one for himself, Lu Zhanke smiled: "Forget it, today is such a good day, why don't we get drunk and go home."

Ai Changhuan's eyes lit up, and he finally showed a big smile: "Lu Zhanke, you are really a good person."

Lu Zhanke was helpless: "Now that I'm a good person, didn't you call me a bad person before?"

Ai Changhuan stuck out her tongue, took the wine glass, and was about to take a big sip, but Lu Zhanke said again: "Drink slowly, drink too fast and easily get drunk."

Ai Changhuan paused, but still drank it all in one gulp, then laughed and said: "It's okay, I won't get drunk after a thousand cups."

Then, he went to get a second cup.

Lu Zhanke is not a person who loves wine, and he seldom drinks alcohol. He usually takes a sip or two, but seeing Ai Changhuan pretending to be happy, he inevitably feels a lot of sadness in his heart. After all, he drank that glass of wine. And it's all over.

Ai Changhuan poured it on herself, then on Lu Zhanke, and toasted: "Come on, let's go together."

Lu Zhanke curled his lips and said with a half-smile: "It's not interesting to drink like this, why don't you play it differently?"

Ai Changhuan tilted her head, imitating his appearance, with a smile that was not a smile: "Do you want to have a drink with me?"

Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows: "What's the point of drinking a cup of wine? What I want is..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken a quick sip of wine, then turned Ai Changhuan's head, and kissed her fiercely on the lips.

This kiss was hot and passionate, as if it was going to burn her whole body, the tip of her tongue pushed her lips domineeringly, and poured in wantonly.

Ai Changhuan remained motionless, and let her hold her and kiss her wildly. She wanted to drink, so when the wine in Lu Zhanke's mouth came over, she not only didn't back down, but greeted him even more enthusiastically, sucking wantonly from his mouth. He felt that the fine wine was not enough, and the clove tongue nimbly penetrated into his mouth to absorb the last trace of sweetness.

When the hot kiss ended, Ai Changhuan's face turned red, and she didn't know if she was really drunk or suffocated.

Lu Zhanke looked at her bewildered and stupid face, and couldn't help but reached out and stroked her cheek lightly: "Idiot."

How can there be such an idiot who doesn't tell him when he's sad? Has she completely forgotten about this husband?

Angry in my heart, I wanted to punish her, but I couldn't bear to see her drunken appearance.

"Are you drunk?" he asked.

"Huh?" Ai Changhuan squinted her eyes halfway. She seemed to be really drunk. At the beginning, she only thought that the cocktail tasted sweet, but she didn't expect it to have such a strong stamina. Ai Changhuan was stunned for a few seconds, and then Say, "I'm not drunk." So that's drunk?

Lu Zhanke took a look, and gestured to Pei Mo, who was looking this way, telling him that he had to leave beforehand, and this place was for him to play.

Just as Pei Zhao wanted to evade, he saw that Lu Zhanke had turned around and walked out with Ai Changhuan, who was half-drunk and half-awake.

Helping Ai Changhuan out the door, Lu Zhanke wanted to get her into the car, because it was quite far from his home, and Ai Changhuan was drunk again, so it was really not suitable for such a long walk, but when he got to the car Ai Changhuan refused to get in the car again, holding on to the door and crying and screaming.

"I don't want to get in the car, you are going to sell me to a ravine to be a fool's wife."

Lu Zhanke couldn't help but have black lines all over his face: "I am your husband, who can I sell you to?"

Ai Changhuan has never been drunk before, so she doesn't know how terrifying it is to be drunk, otherwise she wouldn't drink so much even if she died.

At this moment, when Lu Zhanke said that he was her husband, she cried even more fiercely after being stunned for a second: "How is this possible, how could I be married, I am only sixteen years old... I am young, you Do not lie to me."

Lu Zhanke raised his forehead, thought for a while, and simply put his face in front of Ai Changhuan: "Look carefully, do you recognize me?"

Lu Zhanke also regretted it in his heart. If he knew that she was the one who poured it after one drink, he shouldn't have indulged her in a second drink, and said that she wouldn't get drunk after a thousand drinks, shit!

Ai Changhuan held Lu Zhanke's face in both hands, looked left and right, and then said suspiciously: "Why do you look familiar to me, but I'm only sixteen years old, how could I have seen you?"

"..." So are you time-traveling? Will I still dare to marry you if you are sixteen years old? But when you were sixteen years old, I did have the idea of ​​marrying you. Who made you tilt your head and look innocent and call me second uncle? At that time, I thought, if you are from my family, I must teach you the rules of life. Uncle is not called casually.

It's just that these are all in Lu Zhanke's mind, and he didn't say it out. He reached out and patted Ai Changhuan's head gently: "Let's go home, it's cold outside."

"Go home? Aren't you going to sell me?" Ai Changhuan blinked her big innocent eyes with a pure face.

Lu Zhanke's heart softened again, and he said, "No, it's going back to our own home."

"Okay then," Ai Changhuan opened his hands. "Then you carry me home."

She even acted like a baby, but the corner of Lu Zhanke's mouth couldn't help twitching: "What did you say?"

"carried me!"

Lu Zhanke didn't obey when his wife ordered, he could only bend down obediently, and then carried her home.

Ai Changhuan sang all the way, and suddenly said with great excitement in the middle of the way: "Ah, I remembered who you are, you are the uncle who looks very good-looking, your name is Lu Zhanke, right?"

Lu Zhanke nodded: "It's really rare that you can remember, but you probably haven't forgotten our relationship?"

"Our relationship?" So Ai Changhuan lay on Lu Zhanke's shoulder and continued to think, thinking hard, but she still didn't remember it when she got home.

Lu Zhanke went upstairs with her on his back, put her down on the bed, then clamped her chin, stared into her eyes and said word by word: "You remember, I am your husband, your forever man."