Flash Marriage: Her Tycoon Husband

Qin Muchen looked around for a while and suddenly stared in Su Ziyue's direction. His voice was dragged a little long. "Wife. . . "    

Su Ziyue was stunned and turned her head to look at the two hotel waiters beside her who were stunned.    

Su Ziyue's tone was apologetic. "Sorry, he drank too much. "    

A waitress came out with them. She looked at Su Ziyue with envy, "Ma'am, your husband drank too much and is thinking of you. He doesn't let others touch him, so don't be angry with him. Take him home. "    

The waitress thought that Su Ziyue and Qin Muchen were two quarreling husband and wife. Because Su Ziyue was angry, she didn't want him to go home.    

Good husbands were all other people's.    

Su Ziyue did not know what to say when she saw the little girl's envious expression.    

Su Ziyue and Qin Muchen were indeed husband and wife. There were also some unhappy things that happened, but in the end, they were different from normal husband and wife.    

"Sorry to trouble you. " Su Ziyue naturally did not need to explain anything to strangers.    

However, the little girl was extremely enthusiastic. She helped Su Ziyue check out of the room and gave the cash to her. "It's too late. Quickly go home. Drunk people are very uncomfortable. "    

After saying that, the little girl winked at Su Ziyue.    

Su Ziyue laughed in spite of herself. "Thank you. "    

The two waiters went back.    

Su Ziyue turned to look at Qin Muchen, who was sitting in the passenger seat with a confused look. She was about to walk over when she saw Qin Muchen suddenly come out of the car swaying.    

Su Ziyue saw that Qin Muchen could not even walk properly, so she walked over to help him up.    

In the end, Qin Muchen casually threw Su Ziyue to the side and staggered forward.    

Then Qin Muchen stopped in front of a lamp post and opened his arms to hug the lamp post. He shouted, "Wife, Su Ziyue. . . "    

Su Ziyue looked at Qin Muchen in shock and opened her mouth to call him. "Qin Muchen?"    

Qin Muchen's voice dragged on for a long time. Because he was drunk, he spoke very slowly.    

Qin Muchen hugged the lamp pole for a while and said in puzzlement, "Su Ziyue, why did you become so hard?"    

After he said that, Qin Muchen still reached out his hand to touch the lamp pole.    

Su Ziyue really wanted to record a video right now. When Qin Muchen woke up, she would use this video to mock him.    

However, Qin Muchen was holding the lamp post and calling Su Ziyue's name, so she still did not do so.    

With her understanding of Qin Muchen, if she really recorded the video, Qin Muchen that shameless person would definitely say, "Look, I have also been missing you after getting drunk. . . "    

Su Ziyue walked over and used a lot of effort to separate Qin Muchen from the road lamp pole.    

After Qin Muchen was pulled away by Su Ziyue, he said loudly as if he had lost his temper, "What are you doing? I want my wife. "    

"If you don't get in the car, your wife won't want you anymore!" Su Ziyue threatened him with a dark face.    

Su Ziyue did not expect her words to work. As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Muchen stumbled back to the car.    

Su Ziyue let out a long sigh of relief.    

Su Ziyue did not have the key to Qin Muchen's villa, so she could only bring Qin Muchen back home.    

Once they entered the house, Su Ziyue had just closed the door when Qin Muchen pounced on her.    

"Wife. "    

Su Ziyue did not want to argue with an alcoholic.    

Su Ziyue dragged Qin Muchen to the bathroom in the posture of Qin Muchen hanging on her body.    

Su Ziyue poured cold water on Qin Muchen.    

Even though Qin Muchen was drunk, he still wanted to torture Su Ziyue. Su Ziyue did not have such a good temper!    

Su Ziyue did not turn on the heating in her room. Now it was autumn, so when the cold water poured on Qin Muchen, it was naturally very cold.    

Qin Muchen leaned against the wall, his black hair drenched by the water.    

Qin Muchen narrowed his eyes and looked at her, his tone somewhat aggrieved. "Wife, I'm so cold. . . "    

Su Ziyue's hand paused.    

Qin Muchen extended his hand and pulled the water pipe in her hand away. Qin Muchen pulled Su Ziyue over and kissed her.    

Su Ziyue did not know why a drunk person would have so much strength.    

Su Ziyue could not break free and could only be taken advantage of by him.    

After a while, the man hugging her suddenly slid down.    

Su Ziyue quickly caught him and when she lowered her head to look at him, she found that he was already asleep.    

Qin Muchen fell asleep just like that?    

Qin Muchen's clothes were all wet. She could not let him sleep like that.    

Su Ziyue used a lot of strength to drag Qin Muchen to the bedside.    

When Su Ziyue reached out to take off Qin Muchen's clothes, she hesitated for a moment, but still gritted her teeth and took it off for him.    

If Qin Muchen did not take off his clothes and sleep, Qin Muchen would definitely catch a cold.    

Su Ziyue persuaded herself like this. No matter what, she could not ignore Qin Muchen.    

When she helped Qin Muchen take off his pants, Su Ziyue began to regret why she dragged Qin Muchen into the bathroom to pour cold water on him.    

The cold water also did not wake Qin Muchen up.    

The next morning, when Su Ziyue woke up, she felt a warm mass around her, as if she was in a stove.    

Su Ziyue turned her body and opened her eyes, and found herself lying on the bed.    

Su Ziyue clearly carried the blanket to sleep on the sofa last night.    

Su Ziyue suddenly sat up and saw Qin Muchen sleeping beside her.    

Qin Muchen was still sleeping at this time, and his face had an unusual blush.    

Su Ziyue was shocked and reached out to touch Qin Muchen's forehead, only to find that it was frighteningly hot.    

"Qin Muchen. " Su Ziyue pushed his shoulder.    

Qin Muchen slowly opened his eyes and saw Su Ziyue. He smiled. "Good morning. "    

Su Ziyue saw that he looked fine and could not help but say, "You have a fever!"    

Qin Muchen heard her and touched his forehead. "I seem to have a fever. "    

Then Qin Muchen moved his body and struggled to sit up.    

"Let's go to the hospital. "    

Su Ziyue jumped off the bed and was about to go to the closet to change her clothes when she saw Qin Muchen looking at her mysteriously.    

Then Qin Muchen slowly spat out two words, "I am not going. "    

"If you are sick and do not go to the hospital, do you want to die in my house and blame me?" Su Ziyue turned her head and glared at him. She found herself a set of clothes and prepared to go into the bathroom to change.    

Qin Muchen's voice drifted over. "Where's mine?"    

His what?    

Qin Muchen leaned against the headboard and the blanket slid to his waist, revealing his strong pectoral muscles.    

Su Ziyue suddenly remembered that she took off all of Qin Muchen's clothes last night.    

Her face suddenly became very ugly.    

"Your clothes are all wet. " That was why she took off Qin Muchen's clothes.    

Qin Muchen responded as if he was lost in thought. He said again, "You wet them. "    

Why did his words sound strange? What Qin Muchen meant was, she deliberately wet Qin Muchen's clothes, and then she took off his clothes?    

Su Ziyue could not find any other words to refute, so she closed the bathroom door.    

Su Ziyue finished changing her clothes and came out. When she saw Qin Muchen still leaning against the bed, Qin Muchen closed his eyes gently.    

Qin Muchen could still talk to Su Ziyue just now, so Su Ziyue thought that Qin Muchen was not seriously ill and did not mind.    

Su Ziyue found Qin Muchen's phone and threw it in front of Qin Muchen. "Call Nan Chuan and ask him to bring you clothes. "    

As soon as she finished speaking, Qin Muchen did not respond.    

"Qin Muchen. " She walked over and called him, then touched his forehead. Qin Muchen's forehead was very hot.    

Qin Muchen only slightly opened his eyes. There was no focus in his eyes. It was obvious that Qin Muchen had a very serious fever.