Chapter 390

Rong Jing estimated that when he came in at the end time, he saw Jiang Hao was resting his forehead with one hand lazily, his washed eyes were misty, and there was a kind of lazy temptation.

Her eyes were narrowed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, like a cat dozing off after eating and drinking.

She seemed to have telepathy, when Rong Jing was about to approach, she suddenly turned her head, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

If I have to describe it, the light is like a cat seeing its favorite dried fish.

"Why are you here?" Jiang Li stood up staggeringly and was about to walk over, but as soon as she took a step, she tripped herself first.

Rong Jing stepped forward in two steps, put her firmly in his arms, asked about the soaring smell of alcohol on her body, and frowned invisibly: "How much alcohol have you drunk?"

"Hehehe." Jiang Hao smiled and gestured with her fingers: "A little bit, just a little bit!"

Rong Jing's indifferent gaze swept over the seven or eight wine bottles on the table.

Jiang Hao justly threw the pot: "They all drank that, so I drank a little bit, and they forced it!"

Jun Yan, who was also a little drunk, said angrily: "Jiang Hao, can you still have a face, most of this is what you drink!"

"It's not me, it's you!" She said, and suddenly sang: "It's him, it's him, our friend Xiao Nezha!"

Seems to be really drunk.

"Hold my neck." Rong Jing whispered.

Jiang Hao hugged obediently and asked, "Why?"

The next second, her body lightened, and she was held firmly in her arms.

"I'll take her home first, just put the bill on my account." Rong Jing said to Yun Ke'er. He left with Jiang Hao in his arms.

He put the person on the car, Jiang Hao said dissatisfied: "Why put me down, I have to fly!"

Rong Jing said very patiently, "Wait until you get home and then fly?"

"Home? Oh, yes, I'm going home. How long until then?"

"You now, count from one to five hundred, and we'll be home."

Jiang Hao bargained for the price: "Five hundred is a lot. Can one hundred work?"

"Four hundred."

"two hundred."

"five hundred."

"Okay." Jiang Hao looked sad: "Four hundred is four hundred, I'll start. One, two..."

Hearing that she really started counting, Rong Jing had a smile in his eyes.

Drunk A Li is really cute.

"...390, 391...400." The car stopped steadily at the same time as her last digit ending.

"Wow, it's really four hundred."

"I won't lie to you." Rong Jing unfastened her seat belt for her, then got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Get out of the car."

As soon as Jiang Hao took a step, she stumbled again. She covered her head: "So dizzy, there are so many little stars."

Rong Jing took her back to the room again, put the person on the bed, saw her blurry vision, and asked, "Do you still know who I am?"

Jiang Hao held his face with a slap and smiled proudly: "Of course I know you, you are A Jing, my boyfriend, my husband, how could I not recognize you?"

This was the first time Jiang Hao called him that title.

Rong Jing, who had never had too many mood swings, couldn't help but breathe quickly: "Ali, call the name just now again."

Jiang Hao thought back for a moment: "A Jing? Boyfriend? Husband?"

Seeing that Rong Jing's eyes changed, she laughed: "Oh, so you want to hear me call your husband."

She hooked Rong Jing's neck, sultry without knowing it. The rosy lips kept breaking apart, and he said something that made a man lose his mind: "Husband, husband, husband... uh!"

Her voice was suddenly blocked, and Rong Jing murmured and repeated her name: "A Li, A Li, you are really... going to take my life away."

"I..." Jiang Hao was about to refute, but was blocked again.

When Jiang Hao woke up the next day, she felt that her headache was about to explode.

It's been a long time since I didn't drink, I forgot how uncomfortable a hangover is.

She moved slightly, only to feel a backache, as if her body had been reorganized.

When did the hangover have more of this sequelae?

Jiang Hao was thinking slowly, Rong Jing came in with the hangover soup and breakfast: "Just the hangover soup and breakfast are ready."

Seeing Jiang Li pick up the hangover soup, Rong Jing casually called out, "Wife, how are you feeling now?"

"Pfft!" Jiang Hao spit out a mouthful of sober soup. She choked with tears in the corners of her eyes. She desperately asked intermittently from the gap between her coughs: "You, what did you just call me?"

Listening to her disbelieving tone, Rong Jing repeated it again clearly: "Wife, is there any problem?"

Jiang Hao suddenly coughed even harder: "You, what are you feeling stimulated? Why are you calling me that all of a sudden? Don't do this, I'm not used to it."

"Really?" Rong Jing reminded lightly, "But yesterday, you called me 'husband' first."

Jiang Hao said without thinking, "Impossible! How could I call you that!"

Rong Jing said no more, took out his mobile phone and started playing the audio.

"Husband, husband, husband, I will call you as many times as you want, husband? Husband~husband!"

Jiang Hao never knew that her voice could be so sweet!

No, this is not the point now!

Jiang Li rushed forward: "Hurry up and turn it off for me!"

Rong Jing had the foresight to avoid Jiang Li's hand: "Do you believe it now?"

Jiang Hao was ashamed and angry, what did she do when she was drunk!

"Believe it, believe it, delete it quickly!"

"Why?" Rong Jing asked back, "It sounds so nice."

What a nice sound!

Jiang Hao was about to speak when Rong Jing's cell phone rang: "Husband, husband, husband..."

Jiang Hao's eyes widened in disbelief, and he even set it as a ringtone for his mobile phone! ! !

Rong Jing glanced at the incoming call and cut off the phone directly.

"You're going to cancel it for me!" This is going to be heard, so should she be a human being!

Rong Jing steadily avoided her movements until Jiang Li was out of breath and said, "If you want me to cancel it, you can call me in the future."

"no."

Rong Jing regretted: "Then I can only refuse you."

"You!" Jiang Hao quickly weighed the pros and cons in her heart. In the end, the two powers met whichever was lesser, and her voice was like the humming of a mosquito: "Husband."

"The sound is too low."

Jiang Li gritted his teeth and gritted his voice: "Old man! It's alright!"

"Hardly."

Jiang Hao urged: "Then delete it."

Seeing that Rong Jing deleted the sound source with his own eyes, Jiang Hao changed his face in a second: "Rong Jing, you are actually taking advantage of people's danger!"

"According to our relationship. Isn't this kind of address very normal?" Rong Jing said: "The name is too unfamiliar, or my husband is more comfortable."

Jiang Hao sneered: "I think beautifully! Do you think I will still be threatened by you now?"

Rong Jing was silent for a while and reminded: "Ali, my mobile phone has an automatic backup function."