She laughed heartily and cheerfully, which was completely different from the elegant and quiet feeling at the dinner party. It was as if she had taken off her shell and revealed her true self. Her joyful mood could infect the people around her.
"Manager Li, you are the most discerning. I designed this dress myself. If you like it, I can also design one for you."
"Goodbye, interesting baby~" Before leaving, Mrs. Lu gently hugged Li Manjun's shoulders and pressed her face against hers, then got in the car and left under the surprised eyes of her old friend.
Zhao Yong sent away the guests, and when he looked back, smelling of alcohol, he saw his wife holding her face in her hands, looking flattered, and murmuring: "Beauty Tie Tie?"
"What kind of beauty is Tie Tie?" Zhao Yonghu asked, his ape-like arms stretched out and took his wife into his arms, "Tie Tie for me too."
As he spoke, he put his mouth up. The strong smell of alcohol made Li Manjun push him away in disgust, "Go away, who wants to stick with you?"
"How much did you drink? Are you drunk?" Li Manjun looked at his dazed eyes and asked worriedly.
Xiaoguan had already passed out from drinking, and the taxi Sun Haitao and the others took together had already left.
Now they are the only couple left in front of the hotel.
Zhao Yong's steps were quite steady, and he said that he was not drunk, but just a little dizzy and sleepy, but half of his body was pressed against Li Manjun, as if he was dead.
Li Manjun hurriedly flagged down a taxi, fearing that someone would fall asleep at the door of the hotel and he would not be able to get the person back.
As soon as he got in the car, Zhao Yong began to fall asleep. When he got off the car, Li Manjun patted his face, and he woke up in a daze. He followed her obediently to get out of the car, go upstairs, and go home.
Li Manjun fetched water and prepared to wash up. Zhao Yong staggered up from the sofa and followed her, wherever she went, even giving her a hug and a kiss when he found an opportunity.
Li Manjun turned his head to avoid it, twisted the handkerchief to let him wipe it, and took off his clothes. They stank to death.
Zhao Yong changed his clothes and sat on the bedside, handed her the handkerchief, and approached her with a rosy handsome face, "I want my wife to help me wipe it."
Li Manjun glanced at him suspiciously, "Are you drunk?"
Zhao Yong also asked her: "Are you drunk?"
Li Manjun gave him a helpless look, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face. As soon as he got closer, a pair of big hands appeared on her waist, and they grabbed her waist tightly, just enough to hold her.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?" He imitated her, his eyes were half-closed, not even conscious, his eyes were hazy, and his eyes followed hers.
"Learn what I say, right?" Li Manjun threw the washcloth into the basin with a smirk on his lips.
The man pulled her waist forward, hugged her directly, and looked up at her, "Learn what I say, right..."
Li Manjun joked: "Say you love me."
The handsome face in front of him was slightly startled, and then he said: "Say you love me."
To tease her?
Li Manjun held his face up, their foreheads were pressed against each other, locking his twinkling eyes, and taught him every word, "Say, I love you——"
The face in the palm seemed to be even hotter, and then he tilted his head, fell into her palm, and fell asleep.
Li Manjun grunted angrily, untied her hands from her waist, put her down on the bed, and went out to pour some water.
It was already very late, so she simply washed herself, changed into her pajamas, turned off the light and went to bed.
As soon as he lay down, a hot body pressed up against him.
Li Manjun thought what he was going to do, but he just turned over, his tall body curled up in her arms, two thick eyelashes leaving a small shadow on his eyelids, his lips that were neither thin nor thick were pursed lightly, and he fell asleep.
Sweet.
Li Manjun lightly swiped his long eyelashes, thinking that the wine was not bad, but a bit clingy.
They both went to bed late and woke up late.
When Li Manjun woke up and looked down, she saw that the posture of the person in her arms had not changed. The long arms hugging her were numbing her shoulders.
"My head hurts..."
Zhao Yong's voice was hoarse. Li Manjun took his hand off his shoulder, shook his arm, got up and poured him a glass of warm water.
Zhao Yong drank it all in one breath, and his dry throat was relieved. He half-leaned on the bed, looking weak and feeling like he was about to die.
Of course, there is an element of pretense in it.
In the past, he was alone at home, and he had to endure the discomfort by himself. But it was different now. Seeing Li Manjun busy with him, carrying water, buying early medicine, and caring about him, Zhao Yong didn't want to get up at all.
"Take two pills and get some sleep. I have to go to the store." Li Manjun handed the pills and water cup to Zhao Yong, urging him to eat it quickly.
Zhao Yong swallowed the hangover medicine. When he saw her picking up her bag and leaving, he reluctantly called her, "Can you not go today? I'll support you."
Li Manjun glanced at him in a funny way, "I'm not ready for you to support me yet, just lie down and teach me a lesson, and drink less next time."
In fact, he didn’t drink much, Zhao Yong complained.
He knew very well when to drink wine at the dinner table and when to drink less. Last night, he drank a few more glasses because the company had a good business and he was happy.
He was really drunk, how could he possibly come back?
What's more, how dare he get drunk when his wife is here.qqxsnew
It's just that the feeling of being surrounded by her is so wonderful that I can't bear to wake up.
Zhao Yong watched his wife leave eagerly. When he heard the slamming of the door, he immediately collapsed and lay on the bed, recalling what his wife said last night.
"I love you--"
Zhao Yong buried his face into the pillow where his wife had slept, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised crazily. It was really embarrassing to hear this.
As the saying goes, if a man is drunk until he is drunk, he can act until you cry. The simple Li Manjun didn't know that her man was also an actor.
As soon as she arrived at the scrap shop, she called her home and asked about Zhao Yong. She heard his voice no longer hoarse and said back to her: "Manjun, I miss you."
Li Manjun hung up the phone decisively and relieved.
Zhao Yong was shocked. Could it be that his acting was discovered?
...
As soon as the door opened today, nearby residents came to sell scraps. Li Manjun was very busy in the morning, receiving the goods, registering them, and then sorting them, crushing those that could be crushed, and tearing down those that could be dismantled.
Li Manjun unexpectedly received a player. After tinkering with it, she was pleasantly surprised to find that it still worked. She immediately put in the music tape that she had bought together with the storybook at the newsstand, and Teresa Teng's sweet music began to play.
【Sweet you smile sweetly】
[Sizzling...like flowers...sizzling in the spring breeze...]
The noise was harsh, so Li Manjun hurriedly turned off the player and took it to a professional to have it repaired. He could still make a profit by reselling the player he paid for for five yuan.
Occasionally something can be found among the scraps collected, such as this player. Li Manjun can make back the cost of opening a store today.
When I bought a color TV, I got a new rice cooker as a gift, so Li Manjun brought the old one from home to the store, planning to cook some rice at noon.
I didn't remember until I plugged in the rice cooker that I didn't even buy any rice.
I had no choice but to give it up, and was about to lock the door and go to the small restaurant opposite to buy lunch. A young bald man appeared outside the door with an anxious expression, and asked: "Sister, are you recruiting people?"
