After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Xiang Ling'an raised his eyebrows slightly, stood in the corridor, put his hands on the railing, and looked down at the play: "Hey, what's going on? Did you provoke her?"

When Shen Yanhe, who was chasing Wufang, heard his voice, he paused in his steps, and suddenly turned his head to look at him, narrowing his round cat eyes slightly.

At this time, Xiang Ling'an hadn't noticed the danger coming, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Shen Yanhe: "What's the matter? Want to discuss with senior brother?"

Shen Yanhe snorted coldly: "Bad guy!"

As soon as the words fell, she turned around and chased Xiang Ling'an upstairs.

She was very fast and ran to the second floor in less than a minute.

Xiang Ling'an: "???"

Xiang Ling'an quickly stepped back: "No, you're really playing..."

Before he finished speaking, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol from Shen Yanhe's body, his face changed suddenly, and he suddenly looked at Wu Fang who was panting heavily in the hall, and asked in a high voice: "Who is there?" Gave her a drink?"

Wu Fang took a breath and said, "Madam wanted to drink it herself. She asked the maid for a bottle of red wine with a lower alcohol content."

He suddenly thought of something, and looked with a bit of astonishment at Shen Yanhe who was running towards Ling'an aggressively: "Madam must be drunk, right? Impossible...that bottle of wine is so low... "

Three black lines fell on Xiang Ling'an's forehead.

"No matter how low the alcohol content is, it's still wine!"

Doesn't he know how much his little junior sister can drink?

Xiang Ling Anke still remembered that the master made an exception and gave her a small glass of fruit wine in the junior sister's coming-of-age ceremony.

With just that small glass of fruit wine, Junior Sister was drunk.

Not only did she almost tear down Master's house, but she also plucked up all the vegetable fields that Master worked so hard to grow, and she would pull out two hairs of any passing dog.

And the last time the c02 drug was successfully developed, Shen Yanhe drank a glass of wine to celebrate, and she almost demolished the base of 094.

The bomb newly developed by Second Junior Sister was almost swallowed by her...

From then on, he knew that if he wanted to live a peaceful life in this life, he must never give Shen Yanhe a drink!

She almost turned the world upside down with a small glass of fruit wine, and now she has a bottle of red wine...

Xiang Ling'an's scalp was numb, and he quickly opened the door before Shen Yanhe rushed over. Before entering, he stretched out his head and said to Wufang: "I can't subdue her, so please yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the door slammed shut, leaving only Wu Fang in the hall with a bewildered expression.

Wufang: "???"

Mr. Xiang ran... ran away? ?

inside the door.

Xiang Ling'an, who had just locked the door behind her back, turned around and almost bumped into Feng Jiao who came out of the shower.

Fengjiao looked at him strangely: "What are you doing?"

Xiang Ling'an pointed out without saying a word: "Little Junior Sister is drinking."

Feng Jiao: "..."

Fengjiao's expression was complicated: "Who is so overwhelmed and let little junior sister drink?"

Xiang Ling'an: "She drank it herself."

He gestured to the height of a bottle of red wine: "I also drank about a whole bottle of red wine."

Feng Jiao: "..."

Fengjiao suggested seriously: "Let's run?"

Feng Jiao has also seen Shen Yanhe's terrifying destructive power when drunk.

In order to survive, let's run first.

Wait until she sobers up.

Xiang Ling'an: "...that's not the case."

Xiang Ling'an blinked: "Isn't there Fu Yanhe? He should be able to appease my junior sister... right?"

at that time.

Shen Yanhe stood in front of the closed room door, her brows were furrowed, her red lips were tightly pursed, and she looked at the door seriously.

It seems to be thinking about where to start dismantling.

A gentle and clear voice suddenly came from behind her: "Yan Yan, what are you looking at?"

"It's better to see where this annoying door is going to be removed." Shen Yanhe, who was already drunk and his head was so confused by alcohol, replied subconsciously.

After answering, she realized something was wrong, and turned her head a little slowly.

Only then did she realize that there was a tall and slender man with outstanding eyebrows and noble temperament standing beside her at some point.

The man was looking down at her, his eyes full of tenderness.

Shen Yanhe blinked, blinked again, and continued to stare at him intently.

Fu Yanhe never expected that Shen Yanhe would be so cute when drunk.

Her delicate and fair face was a little flushed on weekdays, and her cat eyes were moist, looking at him brightly.

His heart softened.

Fu Yanhe curled up his fingers hanging by his side slightly, raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair, and said in a gentle voice, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"You look good." Shen Yanhe looked up at him, looking straight at him, and said very straightforwardly: "I like it very much."

This straight ball made Fu Yanhe's eyelashes tremble, and the hand gently rubbing her head couldn't help exerting a little force.

Shen Yanhe couldn't help frowning, shaking her head: "Uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry." Fu Yanhe quickly withdrew his hand, and patted him comfortingly.

"It's okay." Shen Yanhe said seriously with a small face, "For the sake of my liking you, I forgive you."

Fu Yanhe couldn't help chuckling: "Thank you, Yanyan."

"It's late now, Yanyan, shall we go to rest?" Fu Yanhe glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and his voice coaxed her softly.

Shen Yanhe glanced hesitantly at the closed door.

She was still thinking about tearing down the door of this room.

Fu Yanhe held her soft hand tentatively: "Let's go to rest, I'll have someone tear down this door, is this arrangement okay?"

Shen Yanhe's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes!"

Fu Yanhe's thin lips curled up slightly, and before pulling Shen Yanhe away, he took a look at Wufang who didn't dare to show his atmosphere in the living room: "Have you heard everything?"

Wu Fang swallowed his saliva, and asked hesitantly: "I heard it all, but, is it really demolished? Chief, Mr. Xiang and Miss Feng are still living there..."

"Tear it down, and arrange a new room for them to live in." Fu Yanhe hummed, and after finishing his instructions coldly, he dragged the well-behaved Shen Yanhe to the room on the third floor.

Wufang: "..."

All right, Chief, just pamper your wife!

Sooner or later, this villa will be demolished by her!

Wufang shook his head, went up to the second floor and knocked on the door.

Xiang Ling'an's voice came from the room: "There is no one inside!"

Wu Fang coughed: "Mr. Xiang, it's me, Wu Fang, Madam has been taken away by the Chief."

The door of the room was opened with a click.

Xiang Ling'an stretched out his head and took a look: "Are you really gone? Your chief has two tricks."

At the beginning, the little junior sister was drunk, but even the master couldn't control it.

She actually listened to Fu Yanhe's words.

Unbelievable.

Wufang's expression was complicated.

He can't tell Mr. Xiang that the chief took his wife away by using his appearance...

"When she sobers up, she'll be fine. In the future, she must never touch alcohol, not even a drop." Xiang Ling'an warned seriously.

Wufang nodded, and he also had lingering fears.

The Drunk Lady is horrible.

"Is there anything else? I'm going to rest." Xiang Ling'an yawned, and made gestures to close the door while talking.

"Yes." Wu Fang nodded: "The chief asked you and Miss Feng to sleep in another room."

Xiang Ling'an: "?"

"What?"

Wu Fang pointed to the door, with a complicated face: "Because Madam wants to tear down this door, the chief agreed."

Xiang Ling'an: "..."

So the world where only he was injured has been achieved, right?