The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

"..."

With a bang, Cheng Lianxun, who was already suffering from a headache, immediately exploded and went blank.

And it's like being hit with a stick, and the brain hurts even more.

"I, I walked back..."

Actually, she wasn't so sure.

But walking is definitely the right thing to do. You can’t climb back or roll back.

"Walk back alone?"

He examined it carefully, her eyes were dazed, she probably had a broken piece, and really couldn't remember.

"...um."

She hummed weakly.

"I called you last night, Li Datian answered."

He stepped back a few minutes and moved his finger to her rosy lips.

"..." Her heart skipped a beat, trying to recall, "I, I was drinking with Li Dayian last night."

She did remember this.

She hid at the small table in the corner and chatted with Li Datianhai for a while.

She couldn't remember what they were talking about at the moment, it was just nonsense anyway, it wasn't important.

"I have learned to drink." Rubbing her fingertips lightly, she opened and closed her pink lips, "Did I tell you not to drink?"

Damn little thing, he learned to drink without watching.

Forget about drinking, and drink with other men.

Doesn't she know that it's dangerous for a girl to drink alone with other men?

"I said so."

Knowing that she made a mistake, she shrugged her eyelids and her small mouth shriveled.

She was just curious last night and wanted to take a sip.

Who knew it was delicious, after taking a sip after another, I ended up drinking too much.

"Then you still drink?"

It seems she has not forgotten.

"I, I was just curious about what wine tastes like, and then I drank a little. Who would have thought that my capacity for alcohol is so poor that I would get drunk after just a little drink."

Aggrieved, she tried to justify.

Moreover, Li Dayian said that the alcohol is not strong enough to get drunk, who knows that he is still drunk.

"Drink only a little?"

"Well! Just a little!"

"How many bites?"

"..." She stretched out two fingers weakly.

"Two bites?"

"Two cups..."

"..." Zhuo Dingding gritted his teeth secretly, "Two cups is a little?"

"It's not full! The red wine is just a little bit at the bottom of the glass! It's really just a little bit!"

The little guy emphasized that he was not afraid of death, and stretched out his index finger, making a small gesture.

"Even if you only drink a little." He let her go first, not arguing with the half-drunken person about the amount of alcohol, "Did I tell you that you can't drink with men?"

"..." She tried hard to recall, she thought about it for a full minute, then shook her head in frustration, "It seems not."

"Didn't you say that?"

Zhuo Dingding's first reaction was that it was impossible.

How could he not explain such an important matter to her.

"No, I can't remember."

The little guy was drunk, his face was blushing and he shook his head foolishly.

He was so angry that he raised his palm and spanked her.

"ah!"

The little guy was so startled that his body tightened.

It hurt a little, but she squeezed her mouth tightly, not daring to cry out.

"I'll say it again now, I'm absolutely not allowed to drink with men in the future, remember it for me, remember it! Do you hear me?"

When she is completely sober, she must be cleaned up.

"I heard." She nodded obediently, but she also had a question, "Can't I drink with you?"

"You're still addicted to drinking, aren't you?"

He 'slapped' and punched it up again.

She stopped shouting this time, shivering her little shoulders and shaking.

The pitiful little appearance is like a little milk cat living on the street.