Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again

Chapter 1028 Ren Jiaoyang, Wake Up

Only then did she close the car door for her, went back to the driver's seat, started the car, and drove smoothly into the traffic flow.

Si Yiyang has never been like this before, driving the car carefully, for fear that if he is not careful, he will hurt the drunk girl.

It seemed that every time he stepped on the brakes, every time he started to refuel, he couldn't help holding his breath, fearing that his every move would make her already dazed even more uncomfortable.

Originally, it only took half an hour's drive from the hotel to Si Yiyang's residence, but Si Yiyang drove for more than an hour before finally parking the car at the entrance of the villa.

Si Yiyang carried the girl out of the car with extreme gentleness, and walked into the villa with great strides.

Facing the butler who just came over, he ordered aloud: "Prepare a bowl of hangover soup."

While speaking, her footsteps did not stop for a second, and she continued to walk towards the bedroom on the second floor.

After being drunk, Ren Jiaoyang tasted pretty good, without any crying or abnormal phenomena, as if he just fell asleep, quietly leaning against the man's arms.

Si Yiyang put Ren Jiaoyang on the big soft bed, probably because of being drunk, two blushes floated on the girl's face.

The shallow breathing sound seemed to have a touch of alcohol.

Si Yiyang stared at the girl's lips, his eyes gradually darkened, and his body temperature rose unknowingly, but he quickly forced him to look away.

He sat up from the edge of the bed, got up and went to the bathroom, took a brand new towel, wet it with some water, wrung it dry, and then walked out of the bathroom with a half-dry and half-wet towel.

Wiping Ren Jiaoyang's face, every movement was extremely gentle, and he made every movement the lightest, worried that he would disturb the sleeping girl.

The butler quickly brought the hangover soup into the bedroom, stood at the door of the bedroom, knocked lightly on the door, and said softly, "Master, the hangover soup is ready."

Si Yiyang's eyes fell on the girl's delicate face unscrupulously, but his voice was exceptionally cold: "Come in."

The butler waited until Si Yiyang agreed, then walked into the room with the hangover soup, quickly glanced at the girl lying on the big bed, and said in a normal voice: "Master, do you need to drink the hangover soup now?"

Si Yiyang didn't even glance at the butler, his voice was still as cold as usual: "Let's put it down."

The butler didn't say much. After putting down the hangover soup, he quietly left the room without disturbing him.

Si Yiyang stared at Ren Jiaoyang for a long time, then looked away reluctantly, got up and walked to the side hall, picked up the hangover soup on the coffee table, tested the temperature of the water, and returned to the bed when he felt that there was no problem.

Putting the hangover soup on the bedside table, he called out the girl's name: "Ren Jiaoyang."

But the response to Si Yiyang was a soft, even breathing. Si Yiyang held his temper and called out her name again without haste or irritation: "Ren Jiaoyang, wake up."

The response to Si Yiyang this time was still soft breathing.

Si Yiyang stared at the unconscious little drunk cat, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and calmly called her name again: "Ren Jiaoyang, wake up, if you don't wake up, don't blame me later I'm sorry for you."

(End of this chapter)