Spoil Your Wife Like Your Life Depends On It

Part 24

The atmosphere became a little weird for a while and there seemed to be some restless factors in the air constantly moving.

Every nerve of Jiang Laien seemed to be affected by her. Before she knew it, she seemed to be drowning in it, always feeling as if she was expecting something and longing for something to come.

For a moment, Ye Kehuan slowly opened her eyes and squinted at the woman in front of her. Ye Kehuan, who was drunk, had a heavy body, heavier head, and so did her breathing. She didn't even know what she was doing.

"Yes, Ke Huan?" After Jiang Laien found out that she opened her eyes, she suddenly didn't know what to do but just supported the sofa cushion with her palms.

"...Huh?" Ye Kehuan's nasal voice extended and she moved closer to her.

Jiang Lin looked at her, swallowed involuntarily in her throat and then one after another indescribable pictures passed through her mind.

Seeing the distance getting closer and closer however Ye Kehuan was unstable again and slid down towards the ground uncontrollably.

"Hey--" Jiang Laien hurriedly grabbed her hand, trying to stop her from falling but in the end she didn't catch her and both fell to the ground.

After Jiang Laien turned over and sat up, looking at the eyebrows of the sleeping Ye Kehuan, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"If you get so drunk, you're a pig." Jiang Laien closed her eyes, shook her head, grabbed Ye Kehuan's arm, and put it around her shoulder.

After that, Jiang Laien continued to eat and milk to bring Ye Kehuan upstairs.

Although I am very conscious of being an actor, I often go to the gym, and my physique is not weak, even compared to the dead fat house of the same age, I can play but it is still too difficult.

At this moment, the entire image of the goddess she had worked so hard to manage over the years disappeared instantly.

Jiang Laien vowed that she would install an elevator in her small villa after she finished her work and went back. I always felt that the indoor elevator was tasteless and hypocritical, but now it seems that it is simply an artifact at a critical moment.

It took about twenty minutes. Finally, Jiang Laien put Ye Kehuan into the bed in the bedroom with sweat.

After turning on the central air conditioner for Ye Kehuan's room, Jiang Laien stood there for a while and went back to her bedroom to quickly take a shower.

After her whole body became refreshed, Jiang Laien opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of ice milk and poured several mouthfuls in one breath before finally feeling that her life was saved.

Then Jiang Laien took out the script and pondered it. She played the role of Quirrell, a role she had never thought about playing—a female ghost because she was afraid of ghosts. So in fact at the beginning, Jiang Laien was a bit hesitant to accept the script but for Ye Kehuan, she still accepted it.

But looking at it, Jiang Laien was a little distracted and she couldn't help but stretched out her hand and stroked her lips. Why did Ye Kehuan kiss her? Is it because she was drunk? Or because of...

Thinking of the closeness between them just now, Jiang Laien felt her body warm again, so she lowered the air conditioner by two degrees. But even so, it still can't hide a certain feeling of emptiness.

In the end, Jiang Laien still held the milk and walked to the door of Ye Kehuan's bedroom. She reached out and knocked on the door: "Kehuan?"

"Hmm..." A dumb voice came from the room.