Chapter 159: I Just… Really, Really Like You

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Yanshen quickly grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

His voice was tense. “Don’t move.”

Lin Qingqian instinctively hugged his waist with both hands. Her eyelids were half-closed as she muttered to herself, “So strange. Is it an earthquake? I feel like the entire world is shaking. I’m so dizzy.”

Jiang Yanshen tightened his grip on her waist involuntarily and said in a low voice, “It’s not an earthquake. You’re drunk.”

“Ah?” Lin Qingqian looked up at him with narrowed eves and smiled. “Am I drunk? How is that possible? I’m the God of Wine of Yushan. How can I be drunk! ”

She raised her chin proudly.

“Yushan… God of Wine?” Jiang Yanshen couldn’t help but smile. “Why didn’t I

hear you mention it before?”

He did not even know that she was good at drinking.

“Shh!” She placed her index finger on her lips and said mysteriously, “Let me tell you a secret. I’ve been drinking since I was seven or eight years old. Beer, rice wine, soju… Grandpa took me to drink all of them. I’ve been drinking since

I was young. ”

Jiang Yanshen: “…”

She started drinking at the age of seven or eight. This Old Master Lin was really scheming.

“I’ll tell you another secret.” Lin Qingqian leaned in his arms like a coquettish kitten. As she spoke, she even wanted to rub her head against his chest. “Huh?” Jiang Yanshen raised his eyebrows, curious about what else he didn’t know.

“Grandpa brewed a jar of wine for me and buried it under the big tree outside my house. He said that he would dig it out for me to drink on the day of my marriage.” Lin Qingqian hugged his waist with both hands, her body still swaying. She said coquettishly in a soft voice, “Jiang Yanshen, can you not be angry with me? I didn’t deliberately lie to you with Grandma…

I just… really, really like you.”

Her voice became softer and softer, and the last sound was almost as soft as a mosquito.

But Jiang Yanshen still heard it. His left heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and his gaze on her became hotter.

so…

Did she think that this was the time when they had just registered their marriage?

He remembered that he was very busy at that time. He did not seem to have returned to the Jiang family much, nor did he see her much. Even their wedding night was delayed until half a year later…

“Jiang Yanshen, don’t be angry with me, okay?” Her soft voice was low and pleading.

Jiang Yanshen remembered that night. She seemed to have lowered her eyes like this and apologized carefully.

However, she had taken a shower that night and was wearing a pink nightgown, so he couldn’t help but…

His breathing became heavier for some reason. He lowered his head and his dark eyes were filled with warmth. He then said in a low voice, “I’m not angry.

Drink the hangover tea first.”

If she didn’t drink it now, it would get cold.

Lin Qingqian looked up at him. “Really?”

Jiang Yanshen nodded and brought the cup to her mouth.

Lin Qingqian was about to open her mouth when she suddenly thought of something and said, “Why am I the one drinking? Didn’t you drink?”

Jiang Yanshen: ‘

She looked even smarter when she was drunk.

“Be good and drink the hangover tea. This way I won’t be angry anymore.”

“Then I’ll drink it.” Lin Qingqian held the cup with both hands and finished it in one go. Her brows were knitted together as she stuck out her tongue and fanned herself with her hand. “It’s so bitter, so bitter…”

Jiang Yanshen put down the cup and turned his head to see her cute appearance. The ice in his eyes melted. “Is it that bitter?”

Lin Qingqian nodded and looked at him aggrievedly. “It’s so bitter.”

Jiang Yanshen stared at her red lips with a burning gaze. “How bitter?”

“There’s no need to describe it. I’ll taste it myself…’

As soon as he finished speaking, the man lowered his head and pressed his dry lips against hers..

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