The unscrupulous elder sister

Chapter 178 What Are You Still Alive (2)
Too bad, this wine isn't spicy at all, and it doesn't have strong alcohol, the sweet one is obviously fruit juice, so how can you get him drunk?
Ming Rong took a peek at the people around her, seeing that he really had no influence at all, so she poured another glass.

"Wait a minute." Ming Rong stretched out her hand to hold down his arm that was about to toast, searched the wine cellar in the space, and then took out another wine jar, and said to him with a smile: "Try this wine again." kind?"

Baocheng raised his hand to finish the wine in the glass with a half-smile, then let her pour the second wine, drank a glass, nodded and praised: "It's also a good wine, but the taste is still too soft."

When Ming Rong heard it, she switched to another, hum, you won't get drunk after drinking one kind of wine, but I don't believe you can't still get drunk if you mix several kinds of wine.

This time, what was brought out was strong wine. Baocheng tasted a cup and felt the blood rushing to his head. It took him a while to recover, and then he narrowed his eyes and praised sincerely: "It's very good."

Seeing that Ming Rong seemed to be relieved by the side, she couldn't help but find it funny, she only wanted to get him drunk, why didn't she think about what would happen if he became a beast after drinking?
"This wine is too strong and not suitable for you, so you just drink that fruit bar."

Ming Rong nodded again and again. She had never drank alcohol when she arrived in Daqing. The key is that she was tightly controlled by some people in the palace. Just now she asked to drink alcohol because she was afraid that he would not agree to it. Seeing that he was relaxed now Mouth, there is no reason for unwillingness.

It’s just that a certain woman overestimated herself too much, and the two exchanged glasses. When Baocheng was still very sober, the certain woman’s eyes became blurred because of the stamina of the fruit wine. fall down.

Baocheng amusedly got up and carried her to the bed, unbuttoned her coat and took off her shoes, wiped her face and hands, and finally covered her with a quilt.

Drunken, she was very quiet, and she could not see her usual elegance in front of others, naughty in public, and the retreat buried deep in her heart.

Baocheng's fingers gently rubbed along the curve of her side face, the slippery touch made him sigh lowly, after so many overt and secret gestures, why couldn't he see her shrinking, restlessness and indecision in her heart.

But what frustrates him is that he can't do anything about it. He has no way of knowing where her inner anxiety comes from, so he can't start to solve it.

He remembered things from a young age, but in the past few years, he recalled the time with her countless times, but he still couldn't find the answer. He thought she was afraid of the palace, so he tried to bring her out. He also knew that she was happy. Happy, but the knot in her heart still exists.

He thought she was confused about their future, but couldn't she see everything he was working hard for?He often told her about some of the things he had done on weekdays. He handed over so many house deeds and land deeds in the city to her, which meant to make her feel more at ease, but the effect was really not very great.

He wanted to force her, so he asked Shi Yi to try to dispel her idea of ​​moving the bed and making the floor, but who knew she wanted to get him drunk.He really didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, this silly girl, doesn't she know that true anger can easily dissipate the smell of alcohol?If he doesn't want to get drunk, who can make him drunk?On the contrary, she, because of his obstruction before, was drinking for the first time, and she didn't know how to use her true energy to force out the alcohol, so she easily passed out.

He lowered his head and kissed her slightly closed eyes, her flushed cheeks, and the corners of her slightly raised lips.

Did you have a sweet dream?
He smiled wryly, it's good to be drunk, he also wants to be drunk, so maybe he can have a sweet dream.

When Mingrong woke up the next day, Baocheng was already sitting at the desk dealing with business.

Looking at half of the vacant space around her, Ming Rong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered to lower her head to check the clothes on her body. They were fine and complete, and there was no discomfort in her body. She felt an unknown feeling in her heart. I don't know if it was luck. Still disappointed.

"Are you awake?" Baocheng looked up and saw her sitting on the bed blankly, so he put down the pen in his hand and walked over, pressed his finger on her forehead, and said softly while pressing gently: "What's wrong, eh? Is it a headache? I asked Eleven to make hangover soup for you, okay?"

"Huh?" Ming Rong came back to her senses, looked at him, and leaned into his arms slightly uncomfortably, "I'm fine, my head doesn't hurt."

Baocheng put his hands down and put his arms around her instead, "What were you thinking about early in the morning? But didn't you drink enough last night?"

Ming Rong heard the banter in his words, and blushed, "Last night... did I sleep with you?"

A low laugh overflowed from his throat, his chest vibrated slightly, Ming Rong blushed unapologetically, and then lightly tapped him twice, turning into anger from embarrassment: "Don't laugh."

"Okay, I don't laugh." Baocheng held her hand, then stroked her hairline with his chin, "Silly girl, I won't touch you if you don't want to, don't think about getting me drunk in the future, But the good wine and fine wine can be taken out and drunk frequently."

Ming Rong bit her lip, then gave a low "hmm".

Baocheng let her go, bowed his head and kissed her eyes, and said with a smile, "Get up quickly, it's good to go for a walk later, it's not good for your body to lie down all the time."

But in the following days, Baoguo did not do anything excessive, at most he just liked to sleep with Mingrong in his arms, Mingrong was not used to it at first, he couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, his body was always stiff, but after a few nights , and gradually got used to it, she didn't see the deep smile marks on the lips of someone who closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Half a month later, I finally arrived in Yangzhou. At this time, Yangzhou really lived up to the reputation of "Fireworks in March". People feel comfortable physically and mentally, which is unforgettable.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the spring river is warm and colorful.

Seeing this scene, Ming Rong, who had been floating on the water for half a month, couldn't help but be overjoyed, her eyes gleaming with eagerness.

With helplessness and pampering in Baocheng's eyes, he held her hand firmly to prevent a certain woman from dancing around and getting carried away.

This time when he came to Yangzhou, Baocheng’s identity was the nephew of the Wang family, one of the former general merchants. Officially, he came here to find relatives, but in fact, who knows, you must know that the Wang family was originally a big family in Yangzhou. Shang, who knew that once he was squeezed out and suppressed by the Zhou family, he was gradually defeated, and in the end he didn't even have a trace of incense left behind. Who knows where a nephew came out of this time.

Ming Rong also asked Baocheng why he made his identity so obvious.

Baocheng only smiled lightly, but there was an inky color in his eyes, if he didn't move, what excuse would I have to deal with him?
As soon as the boat landed, Chen Ning, who had stayed in the room all the way, bid farewell, and politely invited the two of them to his house as guests. They were greeted with a faint glance and a blunt "no need", but Ming Rong smiled excused a lot.

(End of this chapter)