Young Master Li wants to distract himself when chasing his wife

Mentioning this, Li Liancheng's face changed slightly, but his tone was calm: "I hope, none of us will regret it."

Jiang Beiqiao raised his head and drank the wine. Because he drank too much, he coughed violently. It took him a long time to get over his breath: "Don't worry, I won't leave you."

Li Liancheng's brows instantly relaxed, and he grabbed the wine bottle from Jiang Beiqiao's hand, "Stop drinking, it's too late, let's go back."

"I won't... go back, I still want to drink." Jiang Beiqiao obviously had too much to drink, so he reached for the bottle in Li Liancheng's hand.

She thought she could get it, but because she was drunk and didn't have a good balance, she fell forward as soon as her butt got off the chair.

Li Liancheng held the wine bottle in one hand and the clothes in the other. He tried to support Jiang Beiqiao but failed. He watched her lie on the ground and brought down the high table and high chair along the way.

There was a loud "bang", which was especially harsh in the quiet tavern, and everyone in the tavern looked towards them.

Li Liancheng didn't care about anything else, he threw the wine bottle on the ground, and made another "pop", before he freed his hands to help Jiang Beiqiao up.

"Where does it hurt?"

Jiang Beiqiao woke up most of the wine from the fall, but his reaction was still a bit sluggish. After thinking for a long time, he said: "The ankle hurts."

It should be that when she fell, her foot was pinned to the rail of the high chair and twisted.

Li Liancheng looked down, but he couldn't see anything through the thick clothes.

"My back hurts too..."

Only then did Li Liancheng realize that the burn on her back hadn't fully healed yet.

The bartender came around from the bar, speaking to them in English, and at the same time made a gesture to stop them.

Li Liancheng said "Sorry" and didn't want to say much when he saw Jiang Beiqiao's distressed appearance. He took out a stack of euros from his pocket and threw it on the bar, then put on Jiang Beiqiao's clothes, bent down and picked her up to leave.

Sure enough, the bartender didn't pursue it. He put away the stack of money, leaned over to tidy up the tables and chairs, and went into the bar to mix drinks.

Li Liancheng walked on the snow-covered street with Jiang Beiqiao in his arms, "Jiang Beiqiao, it's the first time I realized that you are really heavy."

"Nonsense, in the past you would hug me and walk a few steps before throwing me on the bed." Jiang Beiqiao said vaguely.

Li Liancheng's voice was colder than heavy snow: "I really want to throw you on the street right now."

After walking for a few more minutes, Li Liancheng couldn't hold her anymore. Jiang Beiqiao, who is usually sober, is exquisite and cute, and she is not as... dead and dead as she is today.

Moreover, the snow was slippery under his feet, Li Liancheng was really afraid that he would throw Jiang Beiqiao out if he couldn't step on it properly.

There happened to be a bench by the roadside. Although there was snow on it, it was better than putting Jiang Beiqiao directly on the ground.

So Li Liancheng first put Jiang Beiqiao on the bench, quickly put on her coat, and then put her hat on.

Although the drunk Jiang Beiqiao was unconscious and unsteady, he was not honest. He kicked Li Liancheng's legs several times with his little feet on the ground.

"Jiang Beiqiao, be honest with me, or I will leave you here."

Jiang Beiqiao didn't quite understand Li Liancheng's words, and saw him squatting in front of her in a daze.

"What?"

"Come up, I'll carry you back." Li Liancheng leaned back again, "With you like this, who can hug you?"

Jiang Beiqiao obediently lay down on Li Liancheng's back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

The snow fell again one after another, and it fell on the neck cool.

But Jiang Beiqiao, who was lying on the neck, was breathing hot.

This feeling is actually not bad.

Thinking of this, Li Liancheng slowed down.

Jiang Beiqiao suddenly whispered, "It's snowing...that's great."

"What's the matter? We're going to freeze to death outside." Li Liancheng teased Jiang Beiqiao. After all, he wanted to go back to the country house right away, and there were ten thousand ways.

But Jiang Beiqiao said very seriously: "Because if we keep going like this, we can go all the way to whiteheads."

Li Liancheng's heart skipped a beat. He was about to speak, but felt a chill on the back of his neck. He was stunned for three seconds before he realized: Jiang Beiqiao took off her hat, and all the snow on her hat fell on him. in the neck.

"Jiang Beiqiao!"

Li Liancheng's shouts and Jiang Beiqiao's giggles echoed throughout the street.

But Jiang Beiqiao was a little sober, she was afraid that Li Liancheng would throw her down in a fit of anger, so she hugged his neck tightly.

"Are you trying to strangle me?" Li Liancheng stopped, "Jiang Beiqiao, let go of your hands."

Jiang Beiqiao hugged her even tighter, "I don't, if you throw me down, I won't be able to go back with a limp."

Li Liancheng helplessly lifted Jiang Beiqiao up, "Okay, don't worry, I won't leave you behind."

These words moved Jiang Beiqiao's heart, and Li Liancheng's promise made her happy.

Jiang Beiqiao slowly let go of the strength in his hands, and in the end he just wrapped his arms around his neck.

The snow stopped slowly, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the road. Li Liancheng walked on the road with Jiang Beiqiao on his back, not in a hurry.

"Jiang Beiqiao, we came here to ski to make your injury heal." Li Liancheng said with a hint of humor, "Is your injury healed now?"

"That's not it..." Jiang Beiqiao said vaguely, "You're obviously here to discuss business."

Li Liancheng was noncommittal: "It's both."

All the way to the country house, the two of them chatted one after another.

After entering the room, Li Liancheng put Jiang Beiqiao on the sofa, and instead of taking a breath, he squatted down to check her ankles.

Jiang Beiqiao didn't have the strength to sit up straight because of drunkenness, but he just retracted his feet because of the pain when Li Liancheng inspected it.

"pain……"

Li Liancheng carefully placed Jiang Beiqiao's feet on the sofa, and then went to find the home medicine box.

"It's nothing serious. If you don't do strenuous exercise, you'll be fine in two days."

Jiang Beiqiao was very sad: "We can only stay for a few days this time, but I have to rest for two days, what a pity..."

Li Liancheng applied medicine to Jiang Beiqiao, and helped her take off her clothes, "If you really want to ski, we can stay for a few more days. But your ankle is injured like this, so don't go to the ski resort for now."

Jiang Beiqiao was dizzy, didn't understand Li Liancheng's words, and asked again: "Can I still go on the snow track?"

"How old are you, why are you still playing around?" Li Liancheng said angrily, "Let's talk when the injury is healed."

At this time, they are also the most ordinary couple in the world, caring for each other, bickering and joking.

As if the previous injury never existed.

Too tired from skiing during the day, Jiang Beiqiao almost fell asleep after touching the pillow.

When I woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun, but the snow on the road outside had not yet melted.

Moving his feet, Jiang Beiqiao felt a piercing pain.

"it hurts……"

It was only then that she remembered that she had gone crazy in the tavern last night, and also remembered that Li Liancheng had carried her back.

Jiang Beiqiao turned over and touched his side, but he couldn't touch Li Liancheng's body. He probably went for a morning run again.