Not the last drop left.

"Ahem......" Qiao Chujian coughed several times in a row, rustling and hoarse.

Shangguan Yu gently patted her back, the corners of his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his distressed look was not good-looking,

"Still uncomfortable?"

……

Qiao first saw a pair of wet black eyes narrowed slightly.

"Pia", suddenly raised his arm and slapped him on the face, and pinched it gently, muttering indistinctly,

"Why is this dream so ......real?"

Shangguan Yu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then smiled dumbly, this confused dare to be drunk yet, and reached out to put the thin hand on her face into the palm of her hand, put it on her lips and kissed it.

"Why do you drink so much?" As he spoke, his low-alcohol timbre couldn't help but soften.

Qiao Chujian blinked his eyes, the water light in his eyes flashed, and he choked lightly in his throat.

"Well, it's uncomfortable."

As she spoke, her forehead pressed against his chin, rubbing herself in confusion, revealing a bit of coquettishness.

He rarely sees such a side of her.

……

On the ground, Shangguanyu's heart, which had long been so soft that it didn't speak, suddenly fell softly, and it was a mess.

"What's so uncomfortable?" His arms around her waist tightened even more, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of pity.

Qiao was stunned for a long time when he first saw him, and just looked at him in a daze, as if he was thinking about the question he had just asked in his head.

After a while, she took his big hand that held her to cover the position of her chest and heart, and said softly,

"It's uncomfortable."

"Why is it uncomfortable, tell me." His magnetic voice seemed to be demagogic, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

……

Qiao Chu clenched the corners of his mouth when he saw it, and his floating mist-like vision became even more blurred, and he was quietly filled by the heat, and his voice was mixed with a nasal sound.

"I didn't answer your call."

The corners of Shangguanyu's eyebrows frowned again.

A few days ago, he called her and she didn't answer, either she hung up or turned off the phone.

He knew that she was angry, but he had not been idle in the past few days, and he had been quietly reflecting on it for several days, but he had not come up with a reason.

"Why didn't you answer my call?" Shangguan asked again, if you listen carefully, you can hear such a faint trace of light resentment.

He also wanted to listen to her voice, he wanted to do it very much, but she stubbornly didn't answer his call, and didn't even reply to the goodnight text messages he sent, so he just lay on the bed and waited, and he couldn't sleep well on an urgent business trip in the imperial capital these few nights.

Cindy said on the phone that she had drunk too much with a bottle, and that he had just returned to the hotel at that time, and asked the assistant to book the earliest flight to fly over, but the matter over there had not been dealt with yet, and he would have to fly back later.

……

"I don't want to pick up ......" Qiao Chujian lowered his eyes slightly, his flushed cheeks were smooth and clear, like a rose blooming in the moonlight, coupled with the corners of his mouth, how to look at it and feel pitiful.

Shangguan Yu felt uncomfortable in his heart, as if the tip of his heart was pinched by something, and there was a scorching suffocation.

It was an emotion he had never had before.

"Why don't you want to take it?"

She still lowered her eyebrows, the details of her eyes rose and fell, and he could most clearly feel that her and his interlocking thin hands were tighter.

For a long time, she didn't speak.

Shangguan Yu stared at her, and saw her gently fluttering eyelashes through the warm orange light,

"Wife?"