husband you are enough

Chapter 440 She Is Your Wife?

Xuan Wujing had a worried expression on his face, but he also knew that they didn't need her at the moment.

From here back to Zhao's house, it was not a short distance. Nalan Che and Tong Xiaoman did not take a car, but walked slowly.

By the time he was half drunk, Tong Xiaoman already knew it was him.

With the smell of alcohol, her head felt dizzy and painful, and she yelled in pain: "It's hard... um... I'm so dizzy... Che... Ah Che... I feel bad..."

Nalanche stared at her coldly, angry and distressed, and wanted to scold her, but seeing her pitiful appearance, how could he scold her, no matter how much resentment he had, he had to be wiped out, and sighed softly: "Myself You don’t have the capacity to drink, and you drink so much, the discomfort is your own fault.”

"Woo...it's all your fault...you lied to me...uu..." Tong Xiaoman sobbed.

Nalan Che was silent, yes, he lied to her, he had ten thousand chances, he could tell her, but he didn't, he wasn't sure, he didn't want to lose her, he was a selfish man, he knew she was in love Struggling, but just thought that marriage would solve the problem, he was not honest enough.

"Ah... my head hurts..." Tong Xiaoman stretched out his hands to hold his head, struggling painfully.

Seeing how uncomfortable she was, Nalan Che walked quickly into a teahouse to prepare hangover tea.

"When the tea is ready, it won't hurt after drinking it." Nalan Che asked someone to prepare a hot towel and put it on her forehead.

Tong Xiaoman said sadly, "Am I dying..."

"You're just drunk, you won't die." Nalan Che whispered.

"Oh, but...my head hurts so much...I think...death...maybe it will be better..." Tong Xiaoman said, grabbing his clothes hem uncomfortable.

"Don't say you're dead." Lan Che frowned at her.

"I'm so miserable, you're still so domineering..." Tong Xiaoman protested.

"You asked for it, do you dare to drink indiscriminately next time?" Nalan Che stared at her coldly.

"I don't want... wine... all evil... I won't play with you anymore..." Tong Xiaoman said wildly.

The corner of Nalanche's mouth twitched, and he was really crazy when he reasoned with a drunk lunatic.

At this time, the proprietress came with the brewed hangover tea. Seeing Tong Xiaoman's flushed face and unfocused eyes, she couldn't help shaking her head and frowning and said, "Sir, why did you drink so much wine for her now? The ethos has changed, and children tend to learn bad things, parents must pay attention, otherwise they will go astray and become problem students, which will be troublesome."

When Nalanche heard the words "parents", he immediately had a conditioned reflex, his face darkened, and he said displeasedly: "My wife, I will take care of it, don't bother you."

When the proprietress heard the words, she was startled: "She is your wife?" She obviously didn't believe it.

Nalan Che's face was already as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his eyes were as cold as ice, which was even more terrifying.

The proprietress shuddered uncontrollably, the chill went straight to the bottom of her heart, she hurriedly said sorry, and left in a hurry.

Nalanche snorted coldly, picked up the bowl of hangover tea, and wanted to feed her, but as soon as she smelled the hangover tea, she turned her head away with disgust on her face, and refused to open her mouth to drink.

"Hey, drink this bowl of tea, you won't have a headache." Nalan Che turned her face away with one hand, and lowered his voice to coax her to drink.

But she was like an awkward child, refusing to open her mouth to drink, her face full of disgust and disdain.

(End of this chapter)