A fast-paced transmigration story set in a historical fiction era: The fox spirit is enjoying happin

"You can go, but don't drink alcohol, it smells terrible."

Li Jiaojiao straightened Shen Mingrong's tie.

After the ribbon-cutting ceremony, they booked out a restaurant in town for a banquet.

“Okay,” Shen Mingrong said, lowering his head to kiss her left cheek.

"You have to give me some reward when I get back."

Li Jiaojiao figured he definitely wouldn't be able to refuse her toast, so she agreed.

Shen Mingrong kissed his right cheek again.

It just so happened that everyone saw it.

Several leaders teased Shen Mingrong in the car, saying, "You'll definitely be henpecked from now on."

Shen Mingrong smiled happily and said, "It's my honor to have Jiaojiao looking after me."

When they arrived at the restaurant, he told Ah Qiu and Xiao Liu not to leave his side.

The two men flanked him, one on each side, doing their best to shield him from drinking.

If all else fails, there's a second option.

"Xiao Liu, A Qiu, go get two larger wine jugs."

Ah Qiu asked, "Who took the fake one?"

"Let Xiao Liu take it," Shen Mingrong thought, feeling that he was still quite clever even after drinking.

But Ah Qiu might be a bit confused.

Normally he wouldn't care, but today he absolutely couldn't touch a drop of alcohol; he had to go back to receive his award.

Xiao Liu went to the drinks counter, took a dispensing jug, and poured in some boiled water and a little soda.

Then some white wine was poured outside the dispensing pot.

He then covered it with a rag soaked in white wine, and only ran back with the fake wine jug when the banquet was about to begin.

If someone runs out of wine, then let Ah Qiu pour out his real wine jug.

Someone insisted that Shen Mingrong drink, saying that if he was a leader, he should have Xiao Liu pour the wine from the fake wine jug for him.

Xu Routing didn't wait for Shen Mingrong outside the convenience store, but the place was lively in the evening, so she stayed and watched TV with the others.

She has a color TV at home, but she feels that the TV series are a hundred times more exciting here.

Li Jiaojiao came back and had dinner with Niu Dali.

Niu Dali complained to her, "Today, someone who claimed to be a friend of Mingrong came to see him, but she actually confused me with you."

Niu Dali was very unhappy. She was afraid that some deity might hear her and make her wish for nothing.

If she had Jiao Jiao's face, she could date eight handsome men a day and sleep with three of them.

However, she dared not say it, fearing that Shen Mingrong would assassinate her.

She had witnessed Xiao Liu's fate.

Xu Routing mingled in the crowd, overhearing Liu's wife scolding her husband for having kidney deficiency with her left ear, and Guan's younger sister talking about how the class monitor and the academic committee member at school were dating, and how the sports committee member had a crush on the academic committee member, so she beat up the class monitor.

Even the fastest flying immortals in the TV series couldn't capture her attention.

Her gossip-loving spirit burns brightly within her.

After a while, she mustered up her courage and asked in a low voice, "Do you know if Shen Mingrong's eyes are better?"

Everyone who heard this turned to look at her.

Why is he a complete stranger?

The person closest to her said, "Shen Mingrong's eyes were cured not long ago."

"Does he have a girlfriend?" Xu Routing asked this time, mustering her courage.

She noticed that many people around her were staring at her.

The man's expression was somewhat strange. Girlfriend? That was a rather novel term.

I've never seen him have a girlfriend, just the few women around him.

Zheng, who was on the other side, had many connections at school and knew what this meant.

“Brother Shen has a girlfriend, and he said he’s liked Sister Jiao Jiao for a long time. They’re going to have a wedding banquet soon.” Sister Zheng especially likes Shen A Jiao.

Sometimes when she didn't understand something, she would ask Shen Ajiao, and she could always give her the correct answer.

She'll run off and secretly report it later.

So that's what "girlfriend" means. Then Shen Mingrong's girlfriend must be Shen Ajiao.

The people around her began to look at her more sharply, and Xu Routing dared not ask any more questions.

She stared at the color TV without moving, but in her heart she was already cursing He Yueshan.

Damn it, I told her Shen Mingrong didn't have anyone he liked.

They even lied to her and said she could pursue them; it must be that God couldn't bear to see her being deceived.

That's why they repeatedly prevented her from coming to find someone.

Fortunately, she didn't actually do it, otherwise she would have been incredibly embarrassed.

Xiahe Village is where her maternal grandmother used to live.

The TV series is currently airing, and the male lead is being chased by thieves. Everyone is watching this scene with bated breath.

Xu Routing couldn't hold on any longer; she wished that the person being chased on TV was He Yueshan!

She got up, went to the convenience store, paid, and called home to ask her brother to come pick her up.

When she gets back, she'll give He Yueshan, that liar, a good talking-to.

Although Shen Mingrong is good-looking and capable, Xu Routing is no less so.

What does He Yueshan take her for? Is she some kind of despicable person who's rushing to become a mistress?

Xu Routing angrily rode away on her brother's bicycle.

Niu Dali had originally planned to take Jiaojiao out after dinner to see who had mistaken her face.

When I came out, I found that the person was gone.

Before nine o'clock, Shen Mingrong drove back in his car.

The car was borrowed from Zhang Chunxin.

Ah Qiu was completely drunk, while Xiao Liu was still somewhat conscious.

He carried the two of them out of the car and dumped them together in the room where Xiao Liu lived.

"Jiaojiao!" Shen Mingrong rushed over to find her: "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, where are you?"

"Are you calling back the soul?" Li Jiaojiao was standing some distance away from him.

"Jiaojiao, smell this, I haven't drunk a drop of wine." Shen Mingrong's eyes lit up when he saw her.

Li Jiaojiao walked a little further away: "I don't want to smell. You must smell awful right now. Go take a shower first."

After saying that, she walked towards her room.

Shen Mingrong knew very well that she was trying to escape.

He ran extremely fast and squeezed in just as Li Jiaojiao was about to successfully lock the door.

Shen Mingrong hugged her tightly, trapping her entirely in his arms. He buried his head in Li Jiaojiao's neck and spoke like a child: "Jiaojiao, you'll be punished for being naughty."

"I do not…"

Shen Mingrong kissed her directly, sealing her mouth and preventing her from making excuses.

This wasn't the first time Li Jiaojiao had done this. She would first send him to take a shower, then go back to her room, lock the door, and then she would sleep soundly.

"Jiaojiao, do I taste a little alcohol in my mouth?"

“Yes…” Li Jiaojiao didn’t expect that this guy really hadn’t touched any alcohol.

"Let Jiaojiao check again," he said, and then kissed her again.

Li Jiaojiao wanted to bite him, but his big tongue forcefully swept across her sensitive palate, sending waves of numbness through her scalp.

If you've already kissed, of course you'll know whether the other person has been drinking.

The second time Shen Mingrong stopped to ask again.

Li Jiaojiao nodded hurriedly.

It's all the fault of the people at the banquet; their ability to offer toasts is just too weak.

I'd be happy to get even a single drop of alcohol into his mouth.

“Jiaojiao was lying earlier, and lying comes at a price,” Shen Mingrong whispered in her ear.

Tears of regret streamed down Li Jiaojiao's face.

"Can't you just waive the exemption once?"

"Of course not, Jiaojiao, have you forgotten that you didn't listen to my pleas when you punished me before?"

Li Jiaojiao started to act spoiled: "Whatever, do whatever you want."

You're just a worthless fox, do whatever you want with it.

Shen Mingrong picked her up and carried her to the bedside. The sudden suspension left her with no choice but to wrap her legs around his waist.

Be careful, what if you fall?