Fortunately

Chapter 23

Zeng Zimu entered the room with Yan Youwei in his arms, feeling like he was holding a powder keg.

Yan Youwei exudes a strong smell of alcohol, which can almost suffocate people to death.The slightly fuzzy Zeng Zimu secretly swore in his heart that if it wasn't for the love he grew up with, even if he liked this woman, he would just throw her on the floor right now.

Looking back, someone should really check how much these two crazy women drank tonight.

Zeng Zimu knew the reason why Han Ning drank, but he didn't take it to heart.As for Yan Youwei, he hasn't figured it out yet.This woman seemed to have made a mistake all of a sudden. One second she was fine, but the next second she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone.

Zeng Zimu took a deep breath, and just about to look down at the situation of the person in his arms, the smell of alcohol rushed into his nose, choking him to cough heavily.

When he coughed like this, Yan Youwei, who had been sleeping soundly, twisted his body, and all the facial features on his face were tangled together.Zeng Zimu couldn't help being a little angry, strode to the bed and threw her into the bed.

No matter how strong the imported high-end mattress is, a large living person will inevitably shake a few times when it is thrown down.Yan Youwei was already dizzy and dizzy, but this fall was terrible, it almost knocked her internal organs out of place.

Immediately, she felt something was wrong, covered her mouth and struggled to sit up from the bed, her eyes were wide open, staring straight at Zeng Zimu, but there were countless figures shaking in front of her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zeng Zimu felt a little regret in his heart, because he suddenly realized that his bed might not be kept.

Yan Youwei's face flushed red, covering his mouth with one hand and waving at him desperately with the other.Knowing that the past is not good, Zeng Zimu still softened his heart.He walked to the bed and was about to reach out to caress Yan Youwei's back, but the other party rushed towards him, grabbed the woolen vest on his chest, "Wow", and spat him a full house.

Zeng Zimu scolded "shit" in his heart, and he couldn't react for a while.As a result, Yan Youwei vomited a lot on him, and before she could finish, she turned around and propped herself on the bed with one hand, and spattered against the gray and white checkered sheets.

Zeng Zimu frowned even tighter, staring at the bed sheet without saying a word.

Yan Youwei spent the night drinking with Han Ning, and barely ate.Therefore, the things spit out are mainly liquid, and there are basically no solid objects.But even so, Zeng Zimu's double bed is also very spectacular at the moment, red, red, yellow and yellow like a splashed ink landscape painting.

With this situation, Zeng Zimu couldn't help sighing in his heart: the motherland is doing well.

Looking at him, the situation is even worse.He suddenly thought that this woman might have done it on purpose, and came to his room to play wild with the strength of wine.But it can't be blamed on others, because he took the initiative to give her this opportunity.

Yan Youwei didn't know what kind of trouble she had caused at the moment, she felt much better in her stomach after vomiting a few times, but it seemed that she hadn't vomited completely yet.So she didn't care about Zeng Zimu's coal-like complexion, took a deep breath and brewed up her emotions, and unexpectedly spit out all the remaining wine in a rude manner.

So far, Zeng Zimu's big bed worth 20 yuan was completely destroyed.Seeing this scene, instead of being angry, he laughed out loud.

This is the Yan Youwei he knew. He is arrogant and domineering in his own way, and the things he does can make people half dead, but you can't bear to lose your temper with her.

Such a woman was a disaster in his previous 30 years of life.But when this disaster was completely gone, his heart was always empty.It's like someone blasted a big hole with a gun, and no matter what you do, it can't be filled.

Now that disaster seemed to be back, he felt his life was finally back on track.

He watched Yan You vomit so calmly, and even asked with concern when she stopped, "Is there any more, do you want to vomit more?"

Even though Yan Youwei was in a daze of intoxication, she heard these words.She waved her hands indiscriminately, and said with an apologetic face: "Yes, I'm sorry, I vomited and vomited your bed. I will compensate you later."

"It's okay, you can continue to vomit if you feel uncomfortable."

"No...no, I can't vomit, I can't vomit, there's nothing left."

"In that case, shall we take a shower?"

"Take... a bath?" Yan Youwei's eyes were blurred and hazy, and against the light yellow light in the room, it looked even more charming.That looks like a virgin girl.

Zeng Zimu suppressed the feeling of crime in his heart, and coaxed like a child: "Yes, you see that you have vomited dirty, do you go to bed without washing?"

Yan You lowered his head slightly, looked at the wet clothes on his body, and nodded vigorously: "Oh, okay, then... let's wash it."

She handed her hand to Zeng Zimu, who helped him get out of bed.When the feet touched the ground, the calf softened, and the whole person would fall to the floor.Zeng Zimu put one arm around her waist, put one of her arms around his neck, and helped her into the bathroom.He originally wanted to put a jar of water for Yan Youwei to take a good bubble bath, but the two were too close, and the smell of alcohol on the other person rushed into his nose, and he couldn't help being a little angry.So he simply opened the glass door of the shower room and pushed Yan Youwei directly in.

He didn't even test the water temperature, he turned on the faucet and poured water on Yan Youwei's body.The water is always cold when it comes out, Yan Youwei was doused by the pocket head, and she screamed again and again, jumping around with one foot in the ridiculously big bathroom, trying to avoid the cold water .

The shoes on her feet were taken off by Zeng Zimu a long time ago, and now her bare feet slipped in the water, not to mention that she had a plaster cast on one of her feet.In addition, his mind was not clear after drinking, so he slipped his feet and flew out during the rampage.

Zeng Zimu had a sharp eye and quickly reached out to grab her, and directly pulled her into his arms.When their chests hit each other, Zeng Zimu felt a familiar softness, but Yan Youwei felt as if he had hit a rock.

So she raised her head and pouted grudgingly: "It hurts."

With a "boom", Zeng Zimu's whole brain burned.He finally understood that he was the powder keg, and Yan Youwei's "cold" just now was the seedling of sparks, which easily blasted his whole body.

At that moment, his mind went blank, and his body acted on instinct.He stared at Yan Youwei's face for two seconds, and then kissed him hard without hesitation.

This kiss was really hearty, and it was very different from the one I accidentally bumped into yesterday.Yan Youwei was probably really drunk and dazed, but he didn't resist at all, and reacted with his body's instinct like Zeng Zimu, and stuck to it tightly.

Her wet hand hooked Zeng Zimu's neck, pulling him towards her.Zeng Zimu was also polite, pushing her against the wall of the bathroom.The two passed under the shower together, and the warm water was very comfortable on their bodies, and it also pushed their emotions to a higher level.

After the kiss, Zeng Zimu pressed Yan Youwei's forehead and said hoarsely, "Aren't you taking a bath?"

"Wash, I want to take off my clothes. You, you take off too."

Although he knew that the other party was talking drunk, Zeng Zimu still had an electric current rushing through his body.He forcibly restrained himself and glanced at the door of the bathroom: "Someone is cleaning the room outside..."

"It's none of my business."

As soon as Yan Youwei said that, he began to take off his clothes, and restlessly touched Zeng Zimu's body with both hands.The manager of the guest room department outside the bathroom was leading people to change the bed sheets and mattresses for the chairman himself, and a few vague words came into his ears from time to time.

"Take it off!"

"The water is too hot."

"Zeng Zimu, why are your pants so tight!"

"oops……"

Such ambiguous and inaudible words kept lingering in my ears, and the manager couldn't help but blush when he heard it, and ordered the staff to finish the work quickly, and hurriedly withdrew.

When Zeng Zimu came out of the shower, there was only a shelf left on the big bed in the room.The spit-soiled mattress was carried out, but the new one hadn't had time to be brought in.The manager was really not sure whether to come in, so he could only continue to wait for the chairman's call to order.

Zeng Zimu stood in the room wearing a bathrobe and smelled it twice, feeling that the smell of wine was still lingering.So he simply left it alone, came out with Yan Youwei who was only wrapped in a bath towel, and kicked open the door of the next room.

This whole floor was his only, and there were plenty of rooms.

Yan Youwei felt much better after taking a bath, but her mind was still dizzy and unconscious.As soon as she touched the bed, her eyelids clenched and she wanted to sleep.But when Zeng Zimu sat down beside her, what little consciousness she had left still supported her and refused to fall asleep.

"You, are you sleeping here too?"

"this is my room."

Yan You was at a loss for words.She is like this, she can't go back to her room at all.Moreover, her mind was muddled, and she was completely incapable of bickering with Zeng Zimu, so she could only suffer from being dumb.

So she pulled the quilt around her body, closed her eyes and planned to sleep.Zeng Zimu half leaned against the head of the bed but did not lie down, staring fixedly at the oil painting hanging on the opposite wall.Yan Youwei was obviously very sleepy, but she was so disturbed by the other party's actions that she didn't dare to fall asleep easily.

She waited quietly for a long time, and finally heard Zeng Zimu ask in a low voice: "Are you going to be a bachelor for the rest of your life?"

This question should be left as a normal question, Yan Youwei will definitely have a certain association.But at this moment, her IQ is negative, and she didn't think it would be that far-reaching at all, so she just replied as a matter of course according to the literal meaning: "Why are you asking this?"

"I always thought you loved married life. After I divorced, I got a marriage certificate with Ke Jianzhong two weeks ago. So I always thought that you would remarry soon after Ke Jianzhong passed away. I didn't expect you to be very depressed this time. You have to hold your breath. Are you scared by the first two marriages?"

"You don't have to care so much about my affairs. I can't find a suitable one after dragging my son. Do you have a good introduction?"

Zeng Zimu smiled slightly: "Jin Yang is interested in you."

"Oh..." Yan Youwei growled in pain, "Little brat, keep him away from me."

After saying this, she rolled up the quilt and wrapped herself like a rice dumpling.She couldn't hold it anymore, so she closed her eyes in a daze.In the half-dream and half-awake state, she seemed to hear herself muttering again: "In my life, having yang yang is enough."

(End of this chapter)