Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

Since the noodles were very hot, she brought them over bowl by bowl, and then brought cakes, and made two small plates of side dishes.

Sikong Zeye sat there, watching her busy figure wearing an apron and soft slippers, walking back and forth in front of her.

Unexpectedly, there will be a feeling of happiness.

So Bai Yunshang arranged all the things, and when she raised her head, she saw Sikong Zeye resting her chin on one hand, with the corner of her mouth curled up, smiling deeply and seductively.

And with a blissful satisfaction? [

Bai Yunshang frowned, why was he laughing, why did he feel like he was being calculated?

"Okay, let's eat."

Only then did Sikong Zeye look at the food, but he didn't see anything like that: "Sago dew?"

Bai Yunshang pointed to the cake: "This is Similu, I made it with great care, I hope you can eat it all."

She added two kinds of wine to the cake, the aroma of the wine was very strong, Sikong Zeye was already so drunk, eating this cake would make him completely drunk!

How could Sikong Zeye not know what she was planning?Seeing her go to the wine cabinet to get wine, his intuition was wrong...

"This is cake." Even a person who is so drunk can tell the difference between cake and sago, right?

Bai Yunshang nodded: "Yes, it's a cake, but its name is Similu."

"Different from the last time I saw it?"

Bai Yunshang was taken aback, how could he remember so much when he was drunk?

So the look at Sikong Zeye became more questioning and strange.

Sikong Zeye sat down and cut some cakes to feed Bai Yunshang.

"Thanks, I don't like sweets."

"eat."

"I told you I don't like sweets."

"Open your mouth."

Bai Yunshang frowned, trying to hold back her temper: "Hey, this is for you, I don't like sweets."

"Put so much wine in the cake, or mixed wine, you want to get me drunk." Sikong Zeye raised his eyebrows, "You bad guy, how can you be so bad?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and hooked her nose. [

Although his actions were affectionate between lovers, his eyes, his tone——

Bai Yunshang finally believed that this was not an illusion, and the chopsticks in her hand almost fell: "Are you—are you drunk?"

"..."

"Are you—are you not drunk?"

"Yes, I'm not drunk." He looked at her with well-understood eyes, and finally stopped pretending, with a hint of calculating complacency in the corner of his mouth, "When did I say I was drunk?"