Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

She glanced excitedly and glanced at the caller ID. On the screen, the words ‘speak like life’ were beating. She quickly answered and put it in her ear.

She didn't wait for the other side to speak, and she crackled down for a while, "Yan Rusheng where are you? Drunk, what taxi? You do n’t know how bad the world is now ..."

The words she had counted were not finished, and the words there suddenly interrupted her, "Wife ..."

She had a particularly familiar title recently, with a strong drunkenness, a deep, pleasant voice, but a hint of softness and tenderness.

Xu Xu's heart softened, and his tone softened. "Are you ... home?"

"..."

There was no response there, and Vigor was nervous again, "Hey, words are like ... Hey ...?"

She fed a lot of sounds and there was still no response there. She paused for a while, as if she heard breathing.

She frowned slightly and tentatively "feeded" a few more times.

Just when she was anxiously preparing to hang up the phone and call home, the voice of the housekeeper came over the phone, "Miss, it's me, Master Three is back, drunk and unconscious."

"..." Xu Xu breathed a sigh of relief. "I see, you can help him to rest in the room first."

When she hung up the phone, she felt physically and mentally exhausted. She put her arms on the window, her fingers frowning, and rubbed gently.

The taxi driver's voice suddenly came from the front, "Isn't the rumor that the three young couples are very cold?"

The implication is as if the rumor is false.

Xu Xu's mouth twitched silently, "..."

She knew that she might have lost her state, and she was a little embarrassed. She bowed her head and ‘hehe’.

But she really didn't think she was cold and approachable at all.

I really don't know how such rumors could be found outside.

Suddenly, the taxi driver said, "The world is not so bad. Usually the news about taxi accidents comes out, and the victims are all taxi drivers."

Lifelike: "..."

This brother's eyes are so small!

Did she just vent her anxiety just now.

...

Xu Xu returned home, it was almost twelve, and she went straight to the second floor.

Now she moved to Yan Yan's room again, pushed the door open, and a scent of wine came out.

She frowned, stretched out her hand and fanned her nose before stepping in.

Yan Rusheng was lying on the bed, holding a pillow in her arms, and not taking off her clothes. It was really ... unpretentious.

Xu Xu looked angry and funny, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the bed.

As she walked over, she stared at Yan Rusheng's handsome face and sighed, "It's really worrying."

She stooped down, using the power of breastfeeding to turn her words over.

Then he helped him to unbutton his shirt buttons one by one, and his chest was exposed. Because of drinking, his fair skin was slightly reddish.

A seductive look.

Xu Xu looked at the men's chests, his face flushed.

The shirt was unbuttoned, and she unbuttoned his belt again to help him take off his pants.

This was the first time she had taken off her clothes. Although it wasn't for that kind of thing, and it was a last resort, she felt very shy.

She opened the cup and covered it casually.

Then she was about to get out of bed, glancing over Yan Yansheng's face inadvertently, and his dry red lips burned with alcohol.