Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Good Morning Sweet Wife

Su Munuan's body was a little stiff, but fortunately he didn't make any further moves. Zhao Yuting hugged her tightly, seemingly domineering but with a different kind of gentleness.

This was the first time Su Munuan saw Zhao Yuting's vulnerable side, as if he felt closer to him.

Especially that low and sad voice hit Su Munuan's heart directly.

"do not leave me……"

Su Munuan patted Zhao Yuting's back lightly, and his voice couldn't help softening: "I won't leave you, I won't leave you."

"mom……"

Su Munuan froze for a moment, what did Zhao Yuting call her just now?I'm afraid I'm drunk and dizzy?
He even thought of her as his mother.

Su Munuan remembered that Zhao Yuting's mother was dead, and he never seemed to mention anything about his mother in front of her.

Su Munuan looked at Zhao Yuting again, quite drunk, but her brows were still wrinkled into pimples, she couldn't help smoothing them with her fingers, only to find that his brows had left deep marks.

How much sorrow has gathered in this eyebrow to leave such an obvious mark.

His eyelashes were long and thick, his lips were thin and reddish, and he was not as annoying when he was asleep as when he woke up.

Thinking of Zhao Yuting growing up alone and not getting along with his stepmother, while he seems to have a mother but treats her like a stepmother, I can't help but feel a sense of love for him.

Only those who have the same experience as each other can understand each other better and get close to each other's heart.

After Su Munuan waited for Zhao Yuting to fall asleep, worried that he would wake up in the middle of the night and get drunk, so he went downstairs to get him some sake food.

Wang Ma came out immediately when she heard the movement, "Young Mistress, why haven't you rested so late?"

Su Mu warmly smiled and said: "He's drunk, I'm going to make some food that can sober him up so that he won't wake up uncomfortable."

"Drunk?" Wang Ma was stunned for a moment, then looked at the date, "I'm so busy and confused, how could I forget such an important day."

Su Munuan looked blank: "What day?"

"Today is the anniversary of the death of the young master's mother. Every time the young master is on this day, he will get drunk like mud." Wang Ma's eyes showed a trace of lamentation.

It makes sense for Su Munuan to think of Zhao Yuting's appearance.

"Hey, the young master has always thought that the death of his mother was caused by the master, so he has always held a grudge against the master, and their relationship has not been very good." Wang Ma continued to sigh: "Actually, the young master was not like that when he was young. He was very sensible and obedient. When you grow up, your personality will become more and more withdrawn."

Su Munuan was silent. It turned out that Zhao Yuting hated Uncle Zhao for this reason. No wonder Zhao Yuting hated her so much when she asked Uncle Zhao for their marriage.

"Every time this day comes, the young master will drink a lot of wine. This year, I thought that the young mistress was at home, so I thought the young master would not be so sad, but I didn't expect... hey..." Wang Ma's laments became louder and louder. .

Hearing that, Su Munuan's brows and eyes were also filled with a heavy breath.

Wang Ma said warmly to Su Mu: "Young Mistress, you'd better go back to the house early to rest and accompany Young Master, I'll come here."

Su Munuan nodded and didn't fight for the job.

When Su Munuan went upstairs, he glanced at the messy study room and couldn't help but go in to tidy it up. Suddenly, he found a photo under the pile of books. Half of the photo was torn up, and he couldn't see the end. He could only see the book in a woman's hand. Holding the child, and this child, Su Munuan could tell at a glance that it was Zhao Yuting, but he did not expect that he was quite cute when he was a child.

After Su Munuan tidied up the study, when she returned to her room, she heard a voice from Su Yunxin's room, and she couldn't help eavesdropping outside the door.

"What you said is right, but today I didn't succeed...I know, just wait. I naturally have my own charm. You can't believe me? It's too late, I've been tossing all day, I'm sleepy..."

Gradually the sound disappeared, and she must have fallen asleep. Su Munuan returned to her room with some doubts.

Su Munuan cast a sideways glance at the sleeping Zhao Yuting, thinking about it carefully, could it be that Su Yunxin knew from the beginning that Zhao Yuting would be drunk?

She planned to take the overlord's hook from the very beginning?
But how did she know that Zhao Yuting would be drunk on this day?And how did he know the anniversary of Zhao Yuting's mother's death?

Could it be that Wen Biqin told Su Yunxin again?
After thinking about it, Su Munuan felt that she was the biggest suspect.

Besides her, who else knows Zhao Yuting so well?And tell others to use it.

Su Munuan looked at Zhao Yuting, he was a child who lacked love, and the maternal love of women began to emerge gradually.

Thinking of his poisonous tongue, his bad temper, it seems that everything is so predestined, not as disgusting from the bottom of my heart as before.

The next day.

When Zhao Yuting opened his eyes, he saw Su Munuan's drooling face, which almost scared him.

He held Su Munuan's fingers tightly with his hand, and retracted his fingers. Last night, he remembered that he went to the study alone, drank alcohol, and couldn't remember anything after that. scent.

However, he squinted under his cold eyes.

In the end, Su Munuan sat on a stool and fell asleep lying on the edge of the bed, with her face resting on her arms all night, and one side of the quilt was soaked in saliva. She really can't be blamed for this.

When I sleep on my stomach, I will drool more or less.

Zhao Yuting: "..." Withdrawing his hand involuntarily.

He planned to get up, but Zhao Yuting couldn't help rubbing his fingers between his eyebrows and temples due to dizziness after being drunk. When he woke up in the morning and saw such a bad picture, his mood was even worse.

I have never seen a girl with such an ugly sleeping posture.

As soon as Zhao Yuting moved, Su Munuan woke up.

Su Munuan rubbed his eyes and felt that not only his arms were numb, but his legs were also numb.

Glancing at Zhao Yuting who woke up, he couldn't help smiling and said, "Are you awake? Are you okay? Would you like some hangover soup?"

As soon as Su Munuan finished speaking, a familiar yet annoying delicate voice came from her ear.

"Brother Yuting, you're awake."

Su Yunxin came in with a bowl of porridge, and said affectionately to Zhao Yuting: "Brother Yuting, this is the porridge I made for you. Try it. I know you're drunk, so I'll prepare it early in the morning to sober you up and warm you up." Stomach porridge, try it quickly."

Su Yunxin just went downstairs to have breakfast, and when she heard that Mama Wang was the porridge that Su Munuan cooked for Zhao Yuting, she brought it over immediately to claim credit.

Zhao Yuting gave Su Munuan a cold look, as if complaining, blaming, or displeased, in short, he was not in a good mood.

Zhao Yuting drank the hangover soup in one gulp, the taste...

Zhao Yuting raised his eyebrows: "I don't like too sweet ones."

Su Yunxin said: "Ah, I, I know, I won't do this next time."

Su Munuan murmured in his heart: So he doesn't like sweets very much, isn't that just the opposite of her.

Unknowingly, she remembered his preferences.

Su Yunxin smiled gradually: "From now on, Brother Yuting will cook whatever he likes for you."

Zhao Yuting ignored Su Yunxin's hospitality, glanced at Su Munuan again, and left with a cold snort.