The Guy Who is Going To Wear This Girl is Poisonous

"I'm not drunk!"

"I'm sober!"

"How can I speak so clearly when I am getting drunk!"

Zhang Yuhe is like a child, stubbornly proving that he is not drunk.

Liu Huanjiao responded, did not refute, nor dared to refute, "Yes, Marshal, you are sober."

"You perfunct me!" Zhang Yuhe had a sign of drunkenness.

Liu Huanjiao was afraid that he would not be able to sleep peacefully tonight, and said: "General, you go to the East Courtyard, the third wife is still waiting for you!"

Zhang Yuhe stared at Liu Huanjiao without speaking.

After a long time Liu Huanjiao almost yawned, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "You want to drive me away?!"

"Liu Huanjiao! You actually drove me away!"

"Marshal, I certainly didn't drive you away, I just..." Before Liu Huanjiao could finish explaining, Zhang Yuhe stood up and walked out as if angry.

Look at that pace, but he is very healthy, not like a drunk person at all.

Three seconds later.

"Boom!"

Liu Huanjiao watched Zhang Yuhe planted on the ground without warning.

Loud noise.

Hey, Zhang Yuhe's nose is so strong, it must be very painful to fall.

Liu Huanjiao sighed for a few seconds before stepping forward to help Zhang Yuhe, drunk and paralyzed like a dead dog, as heavy as a dead pig.

She took a lot of effort to move Zhang Yuhe from the ground to the bed, then took off his shoes, took off his drunk coat, and only left his shirt.

After wiping off his sweat, Liu Huanjiao went to Chunyue, who was sleeping next door, and got up to tell the people waiting in the east courtyard that the commander was staying in her room tonight.

Then I thought about sleeping tonight.

Zhang Yuhe is already too drunk, and it is estimated that she will wake up tomorrow, even if she wants him to do something to her.

The bed is also quite big, Zhang Yuhe sleeps outside, and she sleeps inside.

Yes, so be it, sleepy.

Liu Huanjiao thanked that it was autumn, and she couldn't wear cool clothes even when she slept. So she crawled past Zhang Yuhe without embarrassment, fell beside him, and fell asleep for a few seconds.

Zhang Yuhe felt like he had a nightmare.

A heavy stone was pressed against his chest, breathless.

He pushed it and pressed it up again within a few seconds, making him suspect that some thief prepared him to torture.

"Well....."

Zhang Yuhe opened his eyes and saw a slightly unfamiliar bed top. It was already bright outside and his headache was splitting.

How much wine did he drink yesterday?

His chest was still heavy, and Zhang Yuhe saw the culprit of the big stone in his dream.

It turned out to be Liu Huanjiao, his wife, who was looking at the soft and weak Liu Huanjiao, who came over with a hand but made him breathless.

Turning her head, her sleeping face was at most six inches away from him.

Her face was white as a peach, her red lips were slightly open, her breathing was even, and she slept extremely irregularly.

Like a kid.

It was very different from her usual cold appearance.

Liu Huanjiao, who are you? How many sides are there?

After all, which one is the real you?

Liu Huanjiao felt that she was awakened by someone'watching'. In her dream, she always felt that someone was looking at her all the time. She was flustered when she saw her, and she couldn't help but open her eyes.

Then he met the other side's eyes like this.

She was shocked that she forgot to speak for a while.

"Madam, how long do you have to look at as your husband?"

Zhang Yuhe suddenly uttered aloud, with teasing, Liu Huanjiao immediately sat up, only to realize that her hands and even feet had been resting on Zhang Yuhe's body.

What did she do? !

"Marshal, I'll ask Chunyue to come and wait for you to wash!"

Liu Huanjiao wanted to climb down, but was pulled by Zhang Yuhe, turned over and lay back on the bed.

Zhang Yuhe's hands were pressed on both sides of her head, this posture was extremely similar to that day.

"Marshal?" Liu Huanjiao smiled to cover up embarrassment and panic, and said, "It's getting late now, won't you get up and do things?"