There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Zhen Jiabao's small face was wrinkled like a steamed stuffed bun, and he shook his hand, then freed his finger from He Lianquan's palm, and then touched that finger in front of his face.

"Why did you eat my fingers? Is it because the meals prepared by Uncle Ji these days are not for people to eat? Wuwuwu... I am obviously a human being, why do I have to eat grass every day!"

As Zhen Jiabao was talking, he suddenly felt sad. When he wrinkled his nose and squinted his eyes, a bean-sized teardrop fell, hitting Helian Quan's knee, and that piece of skin felt moist.

He Lianquan didn't expect that Zhen Jiabao's tears would come so fast when he was drunk, there was no notice, they came as soon as they said it, and it didn't make any sense.

But Zhen Jiabao had already lost the Golden Doudou in front of her, so what else could He Lianquan do other than comfort her?
He stood up and wanted to comfort Zhen Jiabao in his arms, but something Helian Quan never expected happened again.

Before he reached out to grab Zhen Jiabao into his arms, Zhen Jiabao was already crying and pushed him away fiercely.

"I don't want you. It's because of you that Uncle Ji will always eat grass for me. I don't want you. I want Helian Quan."

The corner of Helian Quan's mouth curled into a coaxing smile. He always knew that it was useless to reason with Zhen Jiabao who was drunk, even if he told Zhen Jiabao that he was Helian Quan, it would be useless.

So He Lianquan just said to Zhen Jiabao: "He Lianquan is not here now, may I take you to find him?"

Originally, he wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that he made supper for Zhen Jiabao, to analyze his mood in the past few days, and try to let Zhen Jiabao clear up his misunderstanding.

But now that it has developed into this state - He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao's hazy eyes, and felt that it is not impossible to just forget about it today.

Zhen Jiabao was obediently held in Helian Quan's arms, biting his nails and tilting his head to think for a long time, then nodded obediently.

"Go to Helian Quan—no, I don't want to go to Helian Quan, I hate him so much now."

Zhen Jiabao suddenly wrinkled his face again, and struggled lightly in Helian Quan's arms again.

He Lianquan sighed slightly, then sat back on the seat with Zhen Jiabao in his arms, and lightly patted Zhen Jiabao's lower back, which made the little wife sit obediently in his arms.

"Why don't you like Helian Quan? Just because he has been exercising for the past few days and has no time to accompany you?"

He Lianquan understood that he had neglected to accompany Zhen Jiabao in the past few days, so he felt very guilty when he asked this question. He never imagined that he, who had always boasted of his outstanding emotional intelligence before, would make such a low-level mistake when.

But Zhen Jiabao just thought for a while, then shook his head.

"I don't like it, meat, but I like it, Helian Quan."

Zhen Jiabao was like a babbling child at the moment, speaking word by word in He Lianquan's ear, but these short phrases made He Lianquan's heart tremble uncontrollably.

"What did you say? You said you like Helian Quan, right?"

He Lianquan taught Zhen Jiabao earnestly: "Since you have already said that you like Helian Quan, why do you say you hate him?"

Zhen Jiabao seemed unable to understand Helian Quan's question, biting his nails and thinking in his arms for a long time, he lost his temper again.

"No fitness, no fitness! Muscles are annoying!"

This time, He Lianquan simply started making noises in He Lianquan's arms, waving his two little hands wildly, and his little feet fluttered restlessly, but He Lianquan just hugged Zhen Jiabao tightly in his arms, as if he was hugging Zhen Jiabao. A unique treasure in this world.

"You don't hate muscles, you just hate me who ignores you in order to get back my muscles."

He Lianquan gently kissed Zhen Jiabao's ear, and then said in a low tone.

How could Zhen Jiabao understand what He Lianquan was whispering in her ear now, the thing she wanted to do the most right now was to go back to sleep quickly.

Her Helian Quan is still waiting for her on the bed!

Zhen Jiabao groaned in He Lianquan's arms: "Let go, I don't want Helian Quan to see, otherwise he will get angry. When he gets angry, he can be fierce, especially annoying."

As if telling a secret, Zhen Jiabao whispered bad things about him in Helian Quan's ear, making him dumbfounded.

"I tell you, you should send me back quickly, otherwise if you let him know that I am with you, he will never let you go! I am not lying to you! And you should not be so close to me, I only have Helian Quan in my heart."

Zhen Jiabao's expression was solemn and he said words that made He Lianquan's heart infinitely warm, but then Zhen Jiabao became dejected again.

"But what's the use of liking Helian Quan so much? In Helian Quan's heart, muscles are much more important than me."

Zhen Jiabao was about to cry aggrieved again after thinking about it, but before he could let out a sob, he suppressed it by himself.

Then she suddenly jumped out from Helian Quan's arms, the movement was so big that Helian Quan couldn't stop her.

"Anyway, he doesn't feel bad—he only needs muscles—he doesn't care about my feelings——"

Zhen Jiabao picked up He Lianquan's red wine glass, drank the liquid in it boldly, and then sang intoxicatedly using the red wine glass as if it were a microphone.

This is a guava love song many years ago, and the melody can be regarded as catchy, and it is quite heartbreaking for Zhen Jiabao to sing it so loudly.

Especially Zhen Jiabao's potential after being drunk made the potential emotions in the lyrics particularly touching, but the only listener, He Lianquan, felt very speechless.

It seems that my obsession with fitness a few days ago really had a big impact on Zhen Jiabao, otherwise how could I be so upset.

"You smell like sweat, it's the sin of your muscles - the gym is so perfect you could sleep there -"

No one stopped, Zhen Jiabao's lyrics became more and more unrestrained, He Lianquan finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and gagged Zhen Jiabao's mouth fiercely.

Use your own mouth.

Zhen Jiabao was already a little hypoxic because of singing at the top of his throat, and he was even more dizzy after being gagged. He just closed his eyes in a haze, and felt that the breath holding him was very familiar, so he accepted it with peace of mind. stand up.

The atmosphere between the two was burning fiercely. After the kiss was over, He Lianquan held Zhen Jiabao's face and wiped away the glistening liquid from the corner of the other's mouth with his thumb, his gaze was like a wolf's chilling.

He Lianquan immediately hugged Zhen Jiabao up, and then He Lianquan felt that his fitness in the past few days was indeed useful. If his physique was like the one he had in the hospital a few days ago, I am afraid that he would not be able to treat Zhen Jiabao like this at this time. He picked it up smoothly.

The bedroom on the second floor was always lit, and that lamp soon ushered in its owner. Unfortunately, the light has become the most unnecessary foil in this night. Yan's small face also gave off a pearl-colored light on the nails.

Zhen Jiabao lay on the bed and covered his mouth with excitement.

How is this going?It seemed that a beauty had kissed her just now, and this beauty seemed to be of the wild school, but she couldn't tell what she looked like.

"Beauty...you have a good figure!"

Under Helian Quan's dangerous gaze, Zhen Jiabao took his hands off his cheeks and gave a nympho smile.

He Lianquan's teeth were a little clenched, and he didn't know which "beauty" Zhen Jiabao would recognize himself as - how could Zhen Jiabao know other beauties besides himself?And that beauty can still do what Zhen Jiabao did just now?

He Lianquan's eyes were dangerous. Even though he knew that Zhen Jiabao was loyal to his heart, he was still a little jealous.

"Is my figure good? I think it needs more muscles to be considered perfect. Isn't it best to be like Helian Quan?"

He Lianquan spoke in an extremely dangerous tone, waiting for Zhen Jiabao's reaction.

But Zhen Jiabao seemed to be extremely insensitive to the name he mentioned, and just shook his head.

"Who said that the more muscles you have, the better you look. I think you look very good now, and you don't need to exercise to be very good. Really..."

Zhen Jiabao talked about fitness, and the flame in He Lianquan's heart was extinguished in an instant, and turned into a sweetness like spring wind and rain.

Then Zhen Jiabao was planning to snub him even when he was drunk, and it seemed that in Zhen Jiabao's eyes, his company was more important than the muscles that had disappeared.

Inexplicably coaxed, Helianquan took off his shirt slowly. Because he was obsessed with exercising in the past few days, the suit and leather shoes he often wore were also thrown aside. The fitness vest he was wearing only took off in just two seconds. It was thrown on the carpet under the bed.

Zhen Jiabao's eyes were still on him dimly, He Lianquan raised his knees to get on the bed, and put his hands on both sides of Zhen Jiabao's head.

"Like it? You can touch it."

Early the next morning, before Zhen Jiabao opened his eyes, he felt pain from his brain to every part of his body.

Unable to gather any strength, Zhen Jiabao struggled to open his eyes after a lot of effort. His bare arms were placed on the silk quilt, and the cool and slippery feeling made Zhen Jiabao quite happy.

It seemed that he drank alcohol last night... Zhen Jiabao shook his head, confirming that this feeling should be a symptom of a hangover.

But it seemed that he only drank a glass of red wine yesterday. Zhen Jiabao wanted to sit up from the bed, but found that he was completely naked.

What happened last night was retold in Zhen Jiabao's mind like a marquee. Although many details were unclear because of drunkenness, the general plot was still in Zhen Jiabao's memory. is quite clear.

Raising his hand to cover his face, Zhen Jiabao deeply felt that he was so worthless after being drunk, that he just rolled with He Lianquan again, and he didn't give him a good lesson.

Just when Zhen Jiabao was full of remorse, He Lianquan pushed open the door of the bedroom with a tray in one hand, just in time for the scene where Zhen Jiabao was heartbroken and pulled his hair to vent his anger.

"What are you doing? You hate having too much hair and want to do subtraction?"

He Lianquan joked casually, and then put the breakfast on the low table beside the bed.

"I wanted to have some supper with you last night, but it didn't work out... I'd better have some porridge for breakfast, and I'll make you a new one at noon..."

Before Helian Quan finished speaking, Zhen Jiabao interrupted him confidently.

"Helian Quan, I hope you understand that last night was just my muddled behavior when I was drunk. Don't think that this means the matter between me and you is over."

Zhen Jiabao sat on the bed, although he didn't look imposing at all, but his attitude was very arrogant.

Thanks to He Lianquan's good temper, he picked up the bowl of porridge and stuffed it into Zhen Jiabao's hands, while he sat by the bed, picked up chopsticks and added a side dish to the bowl.

"I know you have a knot in your heart. I apologize to you for the wrong things I did a few days ago, and I hope you can forgive me."

Although He Lianquan's apology came quickly, he was sincere. Zhen Jiabao was a little short of breath, but after hearing He Lianquan's quick apology, he immediately swayed.