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"Who told her to be my wife? No matter how much trouble you cause during the day, you still have to bring them back at night, no? "

"She doesn't want to go back with you tonight." Gu Zi Hao pulled Cheng Tian Painting into his arms.

"If she doesn't come back with me, who will she go back with? "With you?" Shen Moxi looked at him with a funny expression, "Young Master Gu, is it that as long as it's something for me, you have to jump out and snatch it? If you're interested in this woman, why didn't you come back a month earlier? If I had come back a month earlier, I would have met her a month earlier. At that time, I might have let you have it without even blinking once, but now … "

Shen Moxi suddenly raised his hand to his face and lowered his head to kiss her lips. He smiled up at Gu Zi Hao and said, "We are already married. We have a good name, so I can't give her to you."

Cheng Tian Painting tasted the wine on Shen Mushui's lips. It was so unique and charming, just like his person, every word he said.

She felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

At this moment, Shen Moxi pinched her lower jaw again and gave her a cold smile. "My dear, tell him, who do you want to return with?"

With whom? She didn't want to follow anyone.

However …

Cheng Tian Painting turned his head to look at the furious Gu Zi Hao, then twisted his wrist in his hand and broke free from his grasp.

She chose to return with Shen Moxi just like the confidence on Shen Moxi's face. Other than choosing him, she had no other choice.

"My wife is so obedient." Shen Muxi took off Cheng's suit, threw it back in his arms, and wrapped his arms around Cheng's slender waist. He then turned around and walked in the direction of the Bentley.

The car pulled slowly away from the river, and through the rearview mirror, Cheng saw the black Bugatti and its owner standing alone in the night, gradually diminishing in size.

She closed her eyes. Everything that had happened tonight was like a dream.

And this dream wasn't over. It was still going on …

Compared to the chattering by the river earlier, Shen Moxi was much quieter after getting on the car. He looked in front of him and drove his car with a serious expression.

Cheng Tian Painting could feel from the unstable speed that Shen Mouxi was already feeling somewhat drunk.

When the car stopped in front of the main house, Sister Zhang, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately came to greet them. She sized them up and asked, "Eldest Young Master and Young Madam, have you had a good time? Why did you come back so late? "

"I'm so happy. I'm so happy that the young mistress can't even stand up." Shen Moxi cast a glance at Cheng Tian Hua and mocked.

"Ah, is the Young Madam drunk?" Big Sis Zhang was overjoyed, helping Shen Muxi carefully pull Cheng Tian Painting out from the carriage.

After helping Cheng Tian back into the bedroom, Sister Zhang said with a smile, "Eldest Young Master, please help the Young Madam change her clothes. I'll go make a cup of milk for all of you to drink."

Sis Zhang walked out. Shen Muxi looked at the Cheng Tian Painting who was leaning on the sofa and asked in a mocking tone, "Weren't you scolding me very happily just now? Why is it so quiet now? "

Cheng Tian Painted cleared her head a little after being hit by him. At this moment, she didn't have the strength to argue with Shen Mouxi. She struggled to get up from the sofa, staggered towards the bed and softly fell on it.

Shen Muxi followed along, tugging at her casual clothes. "You don't want to bathe anymore? You can't bear to part with this set of clothes? A gift from Fujitsu? "

He rubbed the cloth with his fingers and snorted. "The quality is not that great, do you think you can treat it as a treasure? Hurry up and take it off. If you take it off, do you hear me? "

"Shen Moxi!" Cheng Tian Painting, who was extremely annoyed, suddenly sat up from the bed and roared at him, "Tonight, at my most embarrassing moment, it was this set of clothes that saved me! I just can't bear to part with it. I just want to treat it as a treasure. Get out of my way! "

Since she got into his car, she hadn't said a word. It wasn't because she forgave him, but because she was too sleepy to sleep. She just wanted to get a good night's sleep, but this man still had the face to harass her.

Shen Muxi was startled by her shout, and instinctively retreated a few steps.

This woman was as hot as she was when she was drunk. She was not an easy target!

"Eldest Young Master, Young Madam, the milk is ready. Hurry and drink it while it's still warm." Sister Zhang walked in with a smile while carrying two cups of hot milk.

Cheng Tian drew back his furious gaze from Shen Mu Xi, and started gulping down the milk that Sister Zhang passed to him.

Sister Zhang happily smiled and passed the other cup to Shen Moxi as she advised, "Eldest Young Master, you should drink too. It's good for your sleep after drinking it."

"I don't drink." Shen Muxi frowned with disdain. He never drank milk.

"Drink it. Eat up and sleep. See, the young mistress has already drunk it all." Sister Zhang continued to persuade Shen Mushui not to leave until she had finished her tea.

Shen Mouxi knew Sister Zhang's personality and, in order to get rid of her, reluctantly reached out for the milk on the tray. However, Cheng Tian Hua took the milk away from the tray before him and said, "If he doesn't drink, I'll drink!"

Then, before Sister Zhang could react, she drank it all up again.

"Ah …" Young Lady! This belongs to the Eldest Young Master! If you want some, I'll make you another... " Sister Zhang reacted, but before she could finish her sentence, the cup in Cheng Tian Painting's hand was finished.

How refreshing! How cool! Cheng Tian drew back contentedly onto the bed.

Shen Moxi glanced at Cheng Tian Painting who had drank enough, shrugged at Sister Zhang, and indicated that she could leave now.

Sister Zhang stumbled towards the door with the tray in hand, her old face alternating between shades of green and white.

When she ran back downstairs, Old Lady Shen immediately stuck her head out of the bedroom, a crafty smile on her face. "How is it? drank it all? "

Sister Zhang answered with a downcast expression, "Young Madam, drink up both cups."

"Huh?" Old Madam Shen exclaimed in a low voice.

"What should we do?" Old lady? Will there be any problems with young madam's medicine because the quantity is too high? " Sister Zhang looked worried.

When she had first applied the medicine, she had already fiercely poured it in. Now, the young madame had drank the same amount as the other two. Heavens …

The old lady shook her hand in consolation, "No way, at most, the young mistress will ruthlessly rape the eldest young master. Nothing bad will happen."

"Oh, that's good." Sister Zhang patted her chest in relief.

Shen Muxi drank quite a bit tonight, and gradually the alcohol began to build up.

He shook his head and walked out of the bathroom, not bothering to blow on his hair. He yawned as he walked, his eyes half closed.

"Hey, go sleep on your side." He reached out his hand to push away the painting, but when his palm touched her smooth and tender skin, he was startled. He looked down and found that she was curled up on the bed, disheveled.

Shen Mouxi's sleepiness was instantly reduced by half and he looked at the extremely abnormal Cheng Tian painting in astonishment.

At this moment, Cheng Tian's eyebrows were furrowed and he had an uncomfortable look on his face. At the same time, he was twisting his clothes on the bed. The zipper on her blouse had already been unzipped by her, and her underwear had been pulled to the side.

"What's the matter with you?" Shen Muxi said, slapping her crimson cheek with his palm.

"So hot …" Cheng Tian Tu groaned in pain.

Shen Moxi scanned the surroundings. It was clearly so cold, why would she shout 'hot'?

He walked to the French window and pushed it open halfway. The cold wind immediately rushed in from outside and made him shiver. He rubbed his arms together and sat down next to her while pulling his clothes away from her. "Is it still hot?"

"Hot …" "So hot …" Cheng Tian Hua once again tore his clothes apart.

"Hot?" Shen Muxi pondered for a moment before smiling sinisterly, "Why don't you go and sleep on the sofa? It's cool on the sofa. "

"Hot …"

"Aiya, it's really hot." Shen Moxi placed his palm on her forehead. "Tsk! Tsk! I'm already sweating …"