Reborn as a Tough Army Wife
Chapter 149 - 144 After Getting Drunk

Chapter 149: Chapter 144 After Getting Drunk

Because they had work the next day, the men didn’t dare to drink too much, fearing getting drunk would interfere with tomorrow’s work. Each drank a few small glasses, ate some dishes, and then they all dispersed.

Luo Zhiyong’s alcohol tolerance wasn’t very good. After a few drinks, he felt a bit dizzy. Fang Pingying told him to lie down on the bed, and after tidying up the living room, she boiled water to wipe his body clean. Judging by his state, he definitely couldn’t get up tonight, so she decided to let him take a shower in the morning.

Luo Zhiyong’s demeanor when drunk was quite good; even if intoxicated, he didn’t shout or make a fuss, but simply closed his eyes to sleep.

When Fang Pingying brought water to wipe his body, he cooperated very well, turning on his side when asked, and sitting up when requested, just like an obedient child.

After wiping his body, Fang Pingying sat at the edge of the bed, smiling as she pinched his face, "If only you were this obedient when you’re not drunk."

Perhaps it was because he felt uncomfortable due to the alcohol and hadn’t fallen asleep, everything seeming blurry, but he was awakened by Fang Pingying’s pinch.

Luo Zhiyong suddenly opened his eyes, his dark pupils staring straight at Fang Pingying.

After a moment’s delay, he pulled Fang Pingying into his arms, resting his chin on her hair, and quietly asked, "Wife, do you regret marrying me?"

Fang Pingying chuckled, actually curious to hear what this man would say after drinking, so she deliberately asked, "Why would I have regrets?"

Luo Zhiyong remained silent for a while before speaking, "When you married me, I had nothing to offer you, not just no dowry, but at the beginning, I was even reluctant to marry you, it was due to my injured leg and my parents’ pressure."

"After marrying me, you never had a good life either, always busy with chores while I couldn’t help you at all. I feel so useless."

Although Fang Pingying had long known the reasons why Luo Zhiyong married her, hearing him confess made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

She pushed Luo Zhiyong away, pretending to be annoyed, "If you still think now that you married me because you had no other choice, then you can go back on it now. I’ve said it before; I won’t cling to you."

Due to the effects of alcohol, Luo Zhiyong was a bit slow to react.

After Fang Pingying pushed him away, he stared blankly at her for quite a while, his brows deeply furrowed as if trying very hard to comprehend the meaning of her words.

Finally understanding, he immediately hugged Fang Pingying tightly in his arms, shaking his head vigorously, "No, I don’t regret it, I don’t know how fortunate I am now that my parents forced me to marry you."

These were words that Luo Zhiyong would never utter when he was sober.

After hearing this, Fang Pingying’s heart softened slightly, but she still pretended to be upset and said, "Really? Are you grateful that your parents got you a good nanny who busies herself in and out every day to lessen the burden for you and your family?"

"No, it’s because..." Luo Zhiyong seemed to struggle to find the right words to express his feelings at the moment, and after anxiously pinching the bridge of his nose, it took a while for him to formulate his words, "Because you’re you. Even if it were someone else, no matter how good, I wouldn’t want them."

"Really? What if it were Xu He?" Fang Pingying blurted out her question.

At the mention of the name, Luo Zhiyong furrowed his brow tightly, as if searching his mind for a long time without finding someone who fit the name. He then asked, "Who is Xu He?"

Fang Pingying, upon saying it, immediately felt she had asked the wrong question.

The Luo Zhiyong in this world barely had any impression of Xu He. If she mentioned it often, it might deepen Luo Zhiyong’s impression and make him wonder why she frequently mentioned this person.

Thus, Fang Pingying didn’t continue down that path, instead smiling as she stroked Luo Zhiyong’s face, saying, "It’s nothing, just asking casually."

"Mmm." Luo Zhiyong was drunk, really as obedient as a child. Fang Pingying didn’t continue talking, and he didn’t probe any further, completely unlike his usual shrewd self.

Fang Pingying looked at his simple and honest appearance, smiled softly, and hugged him. She patted his back a few times and said softly, "It’s late, go to sleep. We still have work tomorrow."

Luo Zhiyong obediently leaned against Fang Pingying’s shoulder for a while, but suddenly he lifted his head and looked at her with burning eyes, whispering in her ear, "I don’t want to sleep."

"Why don’t you want to sleep?" Fang Pingying, seeing the look in his eyes, felt a bad premonition rising in her heart.

"Wife, let’s have children. You agreed this afternoon." As expected, after finishing his words, Luo Zhiyong suddenly flipped over, landing on top of Fang Pingying.

Fang Pingying, thinking about the craziness of last night which left her with a sore waist and back for the whole day, and still felt some discomfort down there, tried to push him away and said, "No, it’s too late."

"Wife." Luo Zhiyong suddenly lowered his head and lightly kissed Fang Pingying’s lips, his voice extremely gentle as he spoke out, "I miss you."

The expression when Luo Zhiyong said these words was extremely tender, with a touch of haziness, making the hands Fang Pingying intended to push him away with softly fall down. Her face blushed, and she hummed softly, "Naughty."

Luo Zhiyong sensitively perceived that Fang Pingying’s statement was an acknowledgment of his desire to have children, he grinned and smiled, held Fang Pingying’s face with both hands, quietly gazing at her for a while, then suddenly whispered, "Wife, you are so beautiful."

Fang Pingying curled her lips into a smile, said nothing, just buried her face in his chest, and slowly stretched out her hands to tightly wrap around his waist.

The next second, a soft gasp spilled from Fang Pingying’s throat because someone’s hand had already slipped under the hem of her clothes, climbing high. His lips were tightly locked onto hers, inseparable.

Fang Pingying listened to the rapid and heavy breathing, harmonizing with her equally fast heartbeat, gradually blending together.

She let out a light smile, wrapped her arms around his neck, allowing him to press even more closely against her. Her lips moved ever so slightly, carefully reciprocating.

Such a response was like a fuse, instantly igniting all of the man’s desires. His hot lips wandered across her body, he held her tightly, pressing her into his body...

The next day was a bright and sunny one.

When Fang Pingying woke up, Luo Zhiyong was no longer in the room, and there was no sound coming from the living room, so he must have gone out for training.

Fang Pingying lay in bed for a while, then also got up to prepare breakfast. She had also made arrangements with Xiao Juzi to go to the city together today, meet her uncle, and discuss the possibility of a pastry collaboration. They hoped to reach an agreement.

There wasn’t much left in the house from last night’s dinner, so for breakfast, Fang Pingying thought to simply prepare some boiled noodles for the two of them.

Put in some greens and fry an egg for each, both tasty and nutritious.

Just as breakfast was ready, she heard the door open.

Fang Pingying brought out the breakfast and smiled, saying, "Perfect timing, go take a shower, and then let’s eat quickly. I don’t want to keep Juzi waiting and delay her business."

After returning home yesterday, Fang Pingying had told Luo Zhiyong that she might collaborate with Juzi’s uncle on the pastry endeavor, and Luo Zhiyong had no objections.

But hearing Fang Pingying saying that they were remembering to go today, he laughed, "Going today so urgently, what’s the rush?"

"The sooner we go, the sooner we can get to work."

Luo Zhiyong nodded, "Alright, you go with Juzi. Juzi’s uncle is also a decent person, it would be great if you can clinch the deal, much better than dealing with a stranger."

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