Dear Cold Husband

   Chapter 169 Drunk

   Qi Muyan was full of pity and distress at this time, but she pinched her face angrily, and she screamed "Ah!" in pain, turning away and staring at him angrily.

   "You went to such a place to drink, when did you become so capable? You don't have any wine at home, so if you want to drink it, drink it at home!"

   Qiao Nuanxun pouted: "I'm not—ah! Oh, my cousin and cousin are still inside!"

   She looked at Qi Muyan anxiously, with a pitiful expression of pleading.

   "Are you talking about Li Fenghua?" Qi Muyan said, "Don't worry, Lao He will take her home. All right, sit down, let's go home."

   After saying that, he got up, got out of the back seat, and sat in the driver's seat in front.

  Qiao Nuanxun felt relieved after hearing this, and said a little apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to trouble you! Actually... just ask the driver to come over..."

  Qi Muyan glanced back at her and snorted softly: "Okay? You don't even look at where this place is. It's okay for Lao He to carry you out like that, or carry you on his back or support you?"

  Qiao Nuanxun was stunned, her face was slightly hot, but her heart was a little dizzy and sweet, she couldn't help curling the corners of her mouth, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

  He is... he cares about her!

   Qi Muyan said angrily, "You are my wife, I don't like others touching my things! Now that I've said this, by the way, you usually commute to get off work, try to stay away from those messy people!"

   Qiao Nuanxun: "..."

   "I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" Qi Muyan asked again, but she couldn't help but turn around when she didn't hear the answer, but she was stunned: Qiao Nuanxun leaned back and closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep.

   Qi Muyan had no choice but to give up.

   Actually, Qiao Nuanxun didn't fall asleep, just depressed about his words and didn't want to pay attention to him.

  However, when I closed my eyes, my eyelids became heavy, and I couldn't open them. In addition, the stamina of the wine surged up, and sitting in the car again, the feeling of dizziness was deeper and deeper. Qiao Nuanxun only felt that the whole person had fallen into a bizarre fantasy, heavy and chaotic, until he returned to Qi's family didn't wake up either.

  Qi Muyan pushed her and called her twice, she snorted rough and messy, twisted her body and couldn't open her eyes at all, he had no choice but to accept her fate and hug her again.

  Qi Muyan carried her upstairs, went back to the bedroom, and put her on the bed carefully, Qiao Nuanxun still didn't wake up, twisted her body and snorted twice, still sleeping soundly with the quilt in her arms.

  Qi Muyan lowered his head and sniffed his body, and frowned slightly, because he was in the same car and hugged her again, and his body was also stained with a faint smell of alcohol, which he didn't like very much.

   turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he twisted a wet towel to wipe her face.

  The warm towel touched his face, Qiao Nuanxun seemed to be startled, subconsciously shook his head twice and refused, put on the towel with one hand and pushed it away.

   In fact, Qi Muyan was also kind for a while, and felt that it would be uncomfortable for her to go to bed without washing her face when she came back like this, so she did so.

   However, when he never gave up halfway in his work, the more Qiao Nuanxun refused to wash, the more he insisted on her washing.

   decisively pulled her hand away, leaned over, and continued to greet her with the hot towel on her face.

   "Don't, don't!" The foreign object touched his face, and it was very uncomfortable. For a sleeping person, it was really annoying. Qiao Nuanxun frowned impatiently, and shook his head a few times in frustration.

   (end of this chapter)