My wife is in my arms

Chapter 157 Snow Four
The snow is still falling outside the window.

In the living room, as the temperature of the air conditioner gradually rose, not only did Jiang Yiren take off her pajamas and only wear a white lining, but Zhang You also took off his coat. He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and tried his best to persuade people to drink.

"Are you trying to say, you do it, I'm free to do whatever I want!"

Jiang Yiren raised her eyebrows and spoke with a smile.

"No way!"

After hearing what Jiang Yiren said, Zhang You knew that he had to drink, but he already felt that he had reached the limit. Only a man knows whether he has reached the limit or not. As for why he would vomit after knowing it, it was simply because he knew that he was not strong enough, but he still couldn't give up his attachment to alcohol.

Zhang You was different. He was very self-aware and knew that everything had a limit. Once it was exceeded... it was no longer under his control. But looking at Jiang Yiren, who was in a state of drunkenness and became extremely beautiful, Zhang You felt that he could still give it another try, so he quickly said, "Touch me!"

“That’s pretty much it”

After her husband started drinking, Jiang Yiren smiled and picked up the glass and took another sip.

After drinking this cup of hot pot, Zhang You felt a little dizzy. He reached out and rubbed his head. At this moment, the goose he had spent more than two hours stewing no longer tasted fragrant.

"Are you going to cheat on me with Shan next time?!"

Jiang Yiren asked.

"No more lies"

Without thinking, Zhang You gave the answer.

"I think you've had a little too much to drink. Go take a shower and go to bed!"

Jiang Yiren was very satisfied with her husband's answer. Seeing that her husband's posture had become leaning, she smiled and spoke.

“Not much…”

Before he could finish, Zhang You saw Jiang Yiren reach out and pick up the bottle, making a pouring motion. Zhang You immediately stopped pretending. It wasn't much, but if he drank any more, not only would tonight be meaningless, he might even end up vomiting while holding onto the toilet. So, Zhang You decisively admitted his mistake and said, "Okay! It's indeed too much. You clean it up, I'm going to take a shower. Tonight..."

Zhang You didn’t say anything else.

He stood up from the chair. For a moment, Zhang You felt a little dizzy and stumbled. It must be because of the alcohol. He walked behind Jiang Yiren and when she looked up, he lowered his head and kissed her. Jiang Yiren's eyes flickered and she quickly reached out and patted her husband, reminding him, "Little boy, wait a minute..."

Before she finished reminding him, her husband had already let her go and then burped. Jiang Yiren couldn't help but frown slightly and took a deep breath. Zhang You said, "Your mouth is full of the smell of alcohol. Kissing... is like having another drink."

Reaching out and patting Jiang Yiren's shoulder, Zhang You said stubbornly, "Don't lock the door tonight, wait for me."

Done.

She walked step by step towards the second bedroom. Jiang Yiren gently pursed her lips, which became more and more charming after drinking. When she finished cleaning the table, her husband was just walking towards the bathroom with pajamas. When he saw her, he winked at her. He was in a normal state, but the way he walked seemed like he had practiced the Lingbo Weibu.

Back in the room, Jiang Yiren lay on the bed, turned off the lights and went to sleep.

She drank four taels of liquor tonight. At first, she only felt her face a little hot, but she didn't feel anything else. But as time passed, Jiang Yiren still felt a little drunk.

But her husband...seems to have really drunk too much.

In the city under the night sky, snowflakes hit the glass windows, making a subtle sound. Jiang Yiren, who had not fallen asleep yet, would occasionally check the time on her mobile phone.

The living room fell into silence.

Her husband should have taken Xiao Zishan to bed a long time ago. According to her understanding of Xiao Zishan's bedtime, it was almost twelve o'clock and she should have fallen into a deep sleep, but...

Time passed little by little.

The snow was still falling outside the window. This snowfall in early December was a heavy snowfall rarely seen in recent years. Slowly, Jiang Yiren fell asleep.

As the night faded, light began to stream in from the windowsill.

Jiang Yiren suddenly woke up. She picked up her phone and saw that it was already eight o'clock in the morning. As if she remembered something, she wore a pair of pure cotton pajamas and a white lining. She didn't care about the cold in the living room, walked through the living room, and opened the door of the second bedroom. Seeing that her husband was still sleeping with Xiao Zishan in his arms, she pushed her husband. When her husband opened his eyes in a daze, Jiang Yiren hurriedly asked, "Hurry up and send Xiao Zishan to school. It's already past eight o'clock."

"Xiao Zishan doesn't have to go to school today"

I heard my husband say this.

Jiang Yiren ran into the room, picked up the phone on the bedside table, opened the class teacher's group chat and saw... "According to the notice of the Education Bureau, due to the heavy snow, classes will be suspended tomorrow. The missed classes will be made up this Saturday."

Jiang Yiren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then she opened the curtains and looked outside. It snowed heavily last night and lasted for a long time. The neighborhood was covered in snow. Even if she didn't go downstairs, she could tell how heavy the snow was.

Even on the glass windows, a thin layer of icicles formed due to the large temperature difference between indoors and outdoors. This year's heavy snow came earlier and heavier than in previous years. Jiang Yiren knew that this heavy snow meant that deep winter had arrived.

After changing clothes and washing up, Jiang Yiren went into the kitchen to start cooking dinner.

Originally, she had two commercial performances scheduled this afternoon, but in such bad weather, even though Jiang Yiren hadn't called her agent Han Hui to inquire, she knew that the organizer must have canceled them.

"Wow"

A voice of exclamation was heard.

Jiang Yiren, who was making breakfast, looked over and saw Xiao Zishan riding on her father's neck. The father and daughter were standing on the balcony looking out, and the exclamation came from her daughter.

Jiang Yiren smiled.

Xiao Zishan must be very happy that he doesn’t have to go to school today. There is snow everywhere in the community. Many children would like to have the opportunity to play in the snow without having to go to school.

After watching the snow, Xiaozishan was put down from her father's shoulders and ran into the bedroom to change clothes, while her husband...

"Sorry about last night, I overdosed."

Walking into the kitchen, Zhang You said apologetically.

He thought last night would be an interesting one, but after taking a shower and lying on the bed, he slept until the alarm rang in the morning. After that, he saw the notification in the class teacher group and fell asleep again.

In short, men who drink too much will either vomit uncomfortably or sleep soundly.

He was lucky. He drank about seven taels of white wine last night, but it didn't make him feel uncomfortable. He just fell into a deep sleep as soon as he got into bed. Zhang You didn't even know when Xiao Zishan got into his arms.

The security guard... is really a piece of trash.

He has a bad character and can't even hold his alcohol. He still drinks and gambles. I don't know how he drinks normally! ?
After a slight hesitation, Zhang You said, "Let's have some more tonight. I only stewed half of the goose I bought last night, so let's stew it for breakfast tonight."

Jiang Yiren pursed her rosy lips and said nothing.

Half an hour passed.

She then said, "Han Hui has arranged another music variety show for me. Several professional singers will sing their own songs and compete. I asked her to talk to the production team and recommend you to be the host. What do you think?"

"..."

The only sound in the kitchen was the frying of eggs.

Jiang Yiren did not ask any further questions, but continued to wear an apron and make breakfast this morning.

She is not in a hurry.

Because she believed someone was more anxious.

She did give him a chance last night, but someone was drunk. Now it’s a different matter.

(End of this chapter)