After conquering the male supporting role, the male protagonist became jealous

The four of them left the bar at two in the morning.

He Qishen and Yan Chao both drank a little too much, but their drinking habits were very different.

He Qishen was drunk and didn't speak.

Yan Chao was at the other extreme, he never stopped talking.

"Yinyin, send a message when you get home."

Zhou Lingshu watched the driver help put Yan Chao into the car, and she shook her cell phone at Xue Qinyin.

Xue Qinyin pushed away Yan Chao's face that was sticking to her and said "OK" to Zhou Lingshu.

She closed the window and told the driver the location of the hotel.

"A Chao, sit down."

Yan Chao's cheeks were flushed. He seemed not to have heard Xue Qinyin's words. His whole body was hanging on Xue Qinyin.

"Honey, hug me. You haven't hugged me properly lately."

There was a hint of grievance in the man's voice.

Xue Qinyin finally understood the saying: When a man is one-third drunk, he will act until you cry.

I have to say that Yan Chao really has some capital.

He has a handsome face.

Although he looks arrogant in front of others, he will act like a little kid and act coquettishly towards you in private.

He's like a spoiled brat.

In fact, apart from their appearance, he and Yan Cheng are completely opposite in character and are not alike at all.

Yan Cheng lived alone with his mother when he was a child. He was more mature than his peers, had a gentle personality, and was considerate and steady.

"Wife~"

Yan Chao hugged Xue Qinyin's shoulders and shook her.

Xue Qinyin had no choice but to hug him back in the end.

Only then did Yan Chao calm down.

When the two arrived at the hotel, Xue Qinyin had to work very hard to pull Yan Chao out of the car.

He was tall, and when he hung on her, Xue Qinyin could hardly move.

"Why is Ah Chao so drunk?"

A familiar female voice came from the front. Xue Qiyin looked up and saw Jiang Muqing, Chen Sheng, and Pan Wenjing walking towards them. She smiled politely at Chen Sheng and said, "Can you help carry him back?"

She really can't handle it alone.

Or they could just take Yan Chao away.

Chen Sheng stepped forward with great tact and tried to pull Yan Chao's arm over.

But he found that Yan Chao was hugging Xue Qinyin tightly.

Jiang Muqing, who discovered this fact, looked a little ugly: "Ms. Xue, just leave Ah Chao to us, I will take good care of him."

Xue Qinyin said "hmm" indifferently.

Then he pried open Yan Chao's fingers one by one and pushed him to stand up straight.

Before Yan Chao could turn over, she took a step back.

Jiang Muqing reached out and supported Yan Chao.

"I go first."

Looking at Xue Qinyin's departing back, Chen Sheng could only sigh in his heart that she was such a good bootlicker.

She even sent her husband to someone else's bed.

-

When Yan Chao opened his eyes dazedly, he saw a dark shadow pressing towards him.

At first he thought it was Xue Qinyin.

He hadn't been close to Xue Qinyin for a long time. Just as he was about to raise his hand to hook the neck of the woman who was leaning over, he saw that face clearly.

Yan Chao pushed away the person hanging on him.

There was a heavy muffled sound when the flesh hit the mattress, and Yan Chao took this opportunity to turn over and get out of bed.

He checked his clothes.

I breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was intact.

"Jiang Muqing, are you fucking sick? You actually wanted to rape me when I was drunk?!"

Yan Chao was still half drunk and half awake at this moment.

He didn't understand how he ended up in Jiang Mucheng's bed when he clearly came back with his wife.

Jiang Muqing burst out laughing: "Yan Chao, why are you pretending? I'm just helping you make the decision. You don't like that poor girl at all."

"You only married her to piss me off. Now that I'm back, you can get a divorce."

Yan Chao was so angry at these shameless words that most of the drunkenness disappeared.

He put his hands on his waist.

He paced back and forth, trying to dispel the anger in his heart, "Jiang Muqing, I don't hit women."

"Speak more politely to my wife from now on."

Jiang Muqing smiled.

She stood up and stood in front of Yan Chao. She was wearing a black suspender nightgown. "Yan Chao, it's no fun to pretend anymore."

"My wife doesn't like people swearing, so I haven't said anything yet. If you say something again, I might not be able to hold back."

Seeing Jiang Mucheng reaching out to touch him.

He turned away.

Yan Chao's eyes were filled with coldness: "Jiang Muqing, you are so narcissistic. You have been abroad for so long and you are still dreaming about me waiting for you."

"I married my wife because I love her and I can't live without her, not to piss you off. If you do this again next time, don't blame me for not considering the relationship we've had since childhood."

Jiang Muqing looked incredulous: "You love her?"

"You said you loved her?"

Jiang Mucheng laughed out loud as if he heard something funny.

Yan Chao really didn't want to look at her in this state.

He walked out of the room.

When Yan Chao returned to the guest room he shared with Xue Qinyin, the lights were still on and the sound of water splashing could be heard in the bathroom.

He frowned and opened the bathroom door.

Xue Qinyin was startled by the action of opening the door.

"Why are you back?" Xue Qinyin asked puzzledly.

Her words completely ignited Yan Chao's anger. He strode over, grabbed Xue Qinyin's wrist, and stared at her.

"You just left me to Jiang Muqing?"

There was a hint of red in his eyes.

It looks particularly scary.

Xue Qiyin's wrist was pinched by him and it hurt: "You hurt me."

Yan Chao was now completely certain that Xue Qinyin had left him to Jiang Mucheng, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

He pressed the man against the wall and kissed him fiercely.

Xue Qinyin frowned in pain as her lips were bitten by teeth.

She wanted to push Yan Chao away.

But Yan Chao was too strong.

After a while, she smelled blood in her mouth and Xue Qinyin regained her freedom.

She gasped for fresh air.

Yan Chao tightened his hands and held Xue Qinyin's thin shoulders: "Why did you leave me to Jiang Muqing?"

Xue Qinyin was very puzzled by Yan Chao's anger.

She didn't answer, and Yan Chao became even angrier.

"Tell me! Why?"

-

A cool night breeze blew past and blew into Zhou Lingshu's neck.

She stamped her feet twice in coldness.

Half a step away, He Qishen was stepping on... a shadow.

He Qishen had a lot of fun playing this childish game which she hadn't played since she was ten years old.

"He Qishen, have you had enough fun? Let's go home."

If He Qishen hadn't held her hand, she really wanted to leave him here.

Under dim light.

The shadows of men and women overlap.

Suddenly, the man turned his head, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, and there was a faint light in his eyes.

He stopped and opened his arms.

"Honey, go home."

Zhou Lingshu was suddenly hugged tightly, and a hoarse and low male voice spread in his ears.

For some reason, she always felt that when He Qishen talked about the word "go home", his tone was filled with too many complex emotions that she couldn't understand.

"hiss--"

He Qishen hugged her tightly, forcing her neck to tilt back.

She felt like her neck was going to break.

"He Qishen, if you continue like this, I will leave you here."

"Wife, you can't lose it."

"Let go, I'll let you see if you can throw it away!"

"I can't let go."

"He Qishen, you are a scoundrel."

On the sidewalk in the early morning, the air was filled with chill, and the girl's long light brown hair was lifted by the night wind. She struggled to hold on to the man who was lying on her like a large pendant.

The soft little face was wrinkled into a ball, and the pink lips opened and closed, expressing her dissatisfaction with the man's behavior.