When Qin Ke came home, she saw that Bai Di's car was parked at the door of her home. She was lying on the steering wheel, sleeping heavily and smelling of wine from the window.

Qin Ke goes in and sees Lin Yin lying unconscious on the sofa. Qin Junxi puts a towel on her forehead in his hand. Lin Yin's mouth makes a painful hum.

He turned to the servant and said, "call the Bai family and tell their people to pick up Miss Bai."

"Yes, young master."

Qin Ke goes to Lin Yin's side and throws the towel on her forehead. He lifts her up. Qin Junxi reaches out to stop her, but he slows down.

By him so a shake, Lin Yin pain of cover head, "don't move me, don't move me, want to vomit."

"You went to the nightclub?" Qin Ke asked coldly.

Qin Junxi sat on the sofa and said with a smile: "it's more than going to the nightclub. Baidi still drove her back. As soon as they got home, they were all drunk. Brother, I don't know if your sister-in-law is so drunk in the nightclub just two days after your wedding. Is it because of happiness or sadness? "

"It's none of your business."

"It's nothing to do with me, of course, because I'll never make her unhappy. I won't let her get drunk and stay out alone. " Qin Junxi looked at Qin, and stood up and approached. "Well, Chanel's latest season limited edition perfume, it seems that Chu's taste is good. But it's also true. If you don't have good taste, how can you pick Qin Shao from Nanhai city? "

"What are you trying to say?"

"Brother, are you too impatient? I've just been married for two days and I'm eager to steal food. Besides, I'm still living in your house and I'm looking at you for my father. I'm not worth it for Lin Yin

When Qin Junxi said these words, he always looked at Qin Ke with a smile and a sarcastic face.

Qin Ke gently lips, "it seems that you think too much, tonight is the chairman of the former chamber of Commerce retired, invited us to participate in his reception, as for the perfume you say, then I really can not remember who really touched me. As for my wife... "Qin Ke pulled out her mobile phone from Lin Yin's bag. It showed that there were seven missed calls, all from Qin Ke. He laughed," I respect my wife's personal time. I don't think you need to worry about these things, do you? "

Qin Ke reached out and picked up Lin Yin. "Oh, by the way, I forgot to thank you for taking care of my wife for me."

Qin Ke stood at the door of Lin Yin's room and saw that it had been cleaned up, but the old wooden floor had not been changed. Qin Junxi stood downstairs and said in surprise, "brother, you don't have any spare room for me. I see this room is not bad, so I didn't let the servant clean it up. Why, isn't it Lin Yin who wants to live here? "

Qin Ke turned to look at her and said with a smile, "then you'd better live happily. If we have more noise in the evening, you don't mind. After all, we are newly married."

Qin Ke walks back to his room with Lin Yin in his arms and takes a look everywhere. He doesn't know where to throw the sleepy woman. Finally, he just throws her into the bathtub.

The smell of wine all over his body was so bad that he frowned in disgust.

Lin Yin wakes up from the water and "flops" subconsciously twice. But there is nothing to borrow from beside the bathtub. She rolls around in embarrassment. She finally stands up and looks at Qin Ke as if she were watching a good play.

I was about to swear, but I sneezed several times.

At yesterday's press conference, Qin Ke only wore a skirt for her. The end of Meili's cold is that she has a cold. But because she has always been strong, in the initial stage of a cold, as long as she sleeps in a quilt, it's almost nothing. But now I've been soaked in cold water, and I've got a headache.

"Awake?"

Lin Yin, who has a heavy head and light feet, just sits beside the bathtub, reaches for her forehead and looks at him. She always feels that there are three or four Qin Ke shaking in front of him. She simply closes her eyes and mumbles to herself, "Qin Ke, how much do you hate me?"

Qin Ke grabs her collar, coldly lifts her up and forces her to look directly at herself. Lin Yin's hand claps on his hand feebly. She feels very sad. Can you stop being so rude

"I remind you again and again, don't play tricks in front of me, why don't you listen? Now what do you mean by that? Demonstrating to me? The newly married wife of the president of Tangtang Qin's group, actually lingered in the nightclub and was so drunk that she was unconscious that she was enough to make headlines, wasn't she? "

"And most of all, my good wife is with Brady!"

Holding her head, Lin Yin was really in pain. Moreover, her stomach was tumbling. She yelled at Qin Ke: "I knew Xiao Di, but you didn't know! What are you doing to me, just drinking some wine? "Qin Ke's hand made an effort to grasp her collar more tightly. Lin Yin motioned to him to let go. Before saying anything, she spat out at him.

Spit like a waterfall, down 3000 feet

But after vomiting, she felt comfortable and sighed contentedly. She didn't care about Qin Ke's ossification like a stone.

Lin Yin goes to wash herself and directly uses Qin Ke's cup. Qin Ke's mouth widens in surprise. Does this woman know what she is doing?

Before he could get angry, Lin Yin had already put on her high heels and rushed to his bed.

Qin Ke dragged her down from the bed. Lin Yin fell heavily on the ground and cried out like crazy: "ah... Are you a pervert? What do you want?"

Qin Ke covered his ears and said coldly, "please have a look. Whose room is this? Besides, shouldn't you take a bath before you go to bed?"

"I've just been washed by you."

Qin Ke looked at a figure shaped watermark on the bed and frowned angrily.

Lin Yin then reacted and looked with slightly drunk eyes, "Oh, yes, this is really not my room. I'm sorry, I'll roll over now."

She swayed toward the door, Qin Ke stretched out his hand to drag her to the next wall, put her between his arms, cold hook lips: "you want to play tricks, right?" She can't have no idea who just carried her to the sofa and applied hot for her?

Lin Yin tried hard to push him away, but he was like an iron wall with a headache. Holding her head, Lin Yin roared: "yes, I promise to marry you and help you, but it doesn't mean that I have to bear your mental torture unlimited. I've been drinking too much, and I'm already very sick. If you have anything to say, don't give me any more twists and turns. I can't understand you now. "