The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO-Chapter 740 - 723: Drunk! Su Qingqing’s Impulse!

In the dead of night, the sky was full of stars.

Under the big locust tree, the scent of wine was everywhere!

"Hiccup—"

Ye Huan belched and exhaled a breath of wine.

After downing the 101st glass of wine, he "collapsed" into Su Qingqing's arms.

However, the enthusiastic villagers were still unwilling to let Ye Huan go, holding their glasses and saying, "Young Master Ye, have another drink..."

"Stop offering him drinks, can't you see my husband is already this drunk!"

Su Qingqing glared and said.

She had already advised Ye Huan not to drink so much; drinking too much is harmful!

But Ye Huan was refusing no one!

He accepted every toast from the villagers!

After a round of drinks, he directly "collapsed"!

Collapsing drunk is the most harmful thing to the body!

Yet the villagers wouldn't give up and kept offering drinks, making Su Qingqing furious!

Usually, she was very respectful to the elders in the village, but seeing her husband getting drunk, she felt heartache and directly scolded these elders!

The effect was very good.

The villagers all scratched their heads awkwardly, realizing their behavior was a bit too much.

Su Qingqing snorted coldly to express her dissatisfaction!

Then she put Ye Huan's right arm over her shoulders, struggled a bit to support Ye Huan, and started walking home!

Fortunately, the Chen family's bully, who burned down homes, hadn't burned Su Qingqing's house.

Slowly placing Ye Huan on the side bed, covering him with a quilt, Su Qingqing's face showed a worried expression.

"Qingqing, don't worry. Little Ye has a good constitution; he'll be fine." At the side, Song Yanhong consoled her.

"The village head and the others are really something, kept toasting him endlessly! If anything happens to my husband, I won't let it go!" Su Qingqing put her hands on her hips, glaring, full of displeasure!

"Qingqing, don't you, as his wife, know how strong Little Ye's constitution is?" Song Yanhong's eyes were a bit ambiguous, and she reassured her again: "Rest assured, absolutely nothing will happen. In a bit, I'll make some sober-up tea. You take him for a bath, and after the bath, let him drink the sober-up tea, and he'll be energetic again tomorrow."

Hearing this, a flush of red quickly appeared on Su Qingqing's little face, and her worry eased a lot.

Indeed, Ye Huan's physical fitness far exceeded ordinary people!

On the wedding night, he had endlessly battled Lilith and Zhang Huimin and even made her submit completely!

Thinking about this, Su Qingqing felt very shy.

Song Yanhong, seeing this, smiled brightly.

It seemed like the days of holding a grandchild were not far off!

"Alright, I'll go make some sober-up tea. You help Little Ye for a bath."

"Cold water works best, but I'm afraid Little Ye might catch a cold, so use warm water instead."

"After bathing and drinking the sober-up tea, there will be no problem."

Song Yanhong said with a smile and left the room.

Su Qingqing nodded, her face burning, and supported Ye Huan to the small wooden hut in the courtyard, which was a rather simple shower room of the Su Family.

There was no bathtub in the shower room, but there was a large wooden barrel.

After filling a barrel with warm water, she exerted a lot of effort to place Ye Huan in the large wooden barrel, a bit embarrassed, yet still proactively reached out to undo Ye Huan's shirt buttons.

With each button undone, her little heart thumped hard!

In the end, her heart was racing!

Her eyes were sparkling!

These muscles were too perfect.

Su Qingqing's eyes sparkled with stars, couldn't help but reach out to touch.

Abs, pectorals, biceps...

This sensation felt incredible!

Oh no, it's like the sensation of arterial blood being expelled from the left ventricle through the arteries, returned through the inferior vena cava to the right atrium, then into the right ventricle, flowing through the pulmonary artery to the pulmonary capillaries, where it absorbs oxygen and expels carbon dioxide, then flows back to the left atrium!

In simpler terms,

Oh no, it's the feeling of being in love!

Su Qingqing continuously swallowed, quickly stripped off her clothes, and jumped into the wooden barrel.

Grabbing a towel, she began washing Ye Huan's body, occasionally taking advantage of the situation, her eyes full of tenderness.

Meanwhile.

The more she went on, the faster her heart beat!

Her heart rate soared!

Even to the point where she felt the impulse to "end" Ye Huan right there!

"Anyway, we're married, what's happened has happened, it's not illegal, what's there to worry about!"

After a round of mental struggle, Su Qingqing shouted this in her heart, her eyes sparkled with red light!

She grabbed Ye Huan's face and started kissing him wildly!

She took the initiative to attack!

...

Two hours later.

Outside the wooden hut, came the voice of Song Yanhong's reminder.

"Qingqing, Little Ye is in a drunk state now, two hours is enough, don't let him soak too long in the bath, or he might catch a cold."

As soon as she finished speaking,

"Click."

The wooden hut door opened.

"Al... already finished bathing." Su Qingqing supported Ye Huan out of the wooden hut, panting heavily, her face full of blush.

For some reason, she dared not make eye contact with Song Yanhong.

Song Yanhong frowned, "Qingqing, what's wrong?"

This question made Su Qingqing's heart jump to her throat, exceedingly nervous, her eyes avoiding as she said, "I... I'm fine."

"Ah? Then why can't you even stand straight, is it because you're not strong enough to support Little Ye..." Song Yanhong stopped halfway, suddenly remembering her daughter had married last night, and she tenderly touched Su Qingqing's face: "Tomorrow morning, I'll go find the old doctor from the neighboring village and get you some pain-relief medicine."

"Mhm... okay..."

Su Qingqing nodded with a blush, knowing Song Yanhong had misunderstood.

Actually, during the five-hour journey to Xiangyang Village, she already didn't feel that tearing pain anymore.

Now she couldn't stand not from pain, but from weak legs!

Two hours is quite long; how could her legs not be weak?

Su Qingqing felt her face flush and heart race intensely, dared not think further, and supported Ye Huan into the house.

Carefully assisting Ye Huan to drink the sober-up tea, she then took him back to the room, helped him onto the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

After that, she curled up in Ye Huan's arms like a little kitten.

Her face held a sweet and satisfied smile.

Soon, she fell asleep.

At this moment, Ye Huan suddenly opened his eyes, feeling chills in his heart!

Just now, he dreamt of being forcibly taken down by a female hooligan!

Pulling up the quilt, looking at the sleeping Su Qingqing, Brother Huan was puzzled.

Could it possibly be that he was taken by Su Qingqing... 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

No way, that's unlikely, right?

But if it wasn't that he was forcibly taken by Su Qingqing, then there's only one possibility!

A spring dream!

Ridiculous!