Pampered by Short-Lived Bigshot by Beautiful Crescent

Chapter 426: 275 Drunk and talking nonsense, night raid on the Huo Family? (3 more)

Jiang Jinsang came over with two bottles of red wine; he needed to take care of his health, so he couldn’t drink. Jiang Chengsi opened one bottle, and as the host, Shen Zhixian drank a little with him. When she wanted to drink again, her wrist had already been grabbed.

“Do you really want to drink that much?” Jiang Yanting’s eyes narrowed, as he looked sideways at Jiang Chengsi.

“What’s wrong with drinking a couple of glasses with my sister-in-law?”

“She can’t drink much, I’ll drink for her.”

Jiang Chengsi curled his lips into a smile, “Her getting tipsy could be good for you, since you’ve even packed your luggage to cohabit, isn’t it just to get closer to her? I’m helping you here, why are you pretending to be the big bad wolf?”

“It’s okay for me to drink a little,” Shen Zhixian said, picking up the wine glass again.

But Jiang Yanting snatched it from her, and drank from the glass she had used.

Domineering yet tender and considerate.

Many women would find it hard to resist such behavior; it might be a bit forceful but ultimately, it showed care and warmed their hearts.

…

After eating, Shen Zhixian cleaned up the table and went to wash the dishes, while Jiang Jinsang and the others stayed in the living room playing with the children.

fingers just touching the thin strap hanging around her neck, she heard

me help you

off?

was the tie at her waist. It was still warm inside the house as Beijing had not yet stopped the heating, and because she

from her waist,

heart suddenly tightened, and Shen Zhixian dared

hooked the thin strap of the apron around

all

grabbed the apron, crumpling it into a ball, ready to leave the

Jiang Yanting reached out

moment their fingers touched, one cool, one burning hot, she swiftly retracted her hand, and Jiang Yanting’s eyes

your liquor; next time someone toasts

fingers suddenly clenched, “All these years have passed;

smiled, “Over these years,

from the alcohol, burning with an

felt like it was being tightly squeezed, the pain

“Jiang Yanting…”

at her, those deep eyes seemed to be pulling her

gaze, “Back when we were in school, you were very popular. With such

waist pushed against the sink, trapping her into a tight corner.

was enticing and scorching enough to make one’s