125: Chapter 125 The Evil Plan to Get My Husband Drunk

The decanter at home was quite large, holding at least two taels when filled to the brim; two glasses meant nearly half a jin.

Half a jin of 52-proof high-concentration baijiu might just be a warm-up for a seasoned drinker.

Some tough guys could even down a whole glass in one gulp.

But for female celebrities who usually only drink a little red wine or champagne, this was absolutely a lethal dose.

As for the alcohol tolerance of Tong Liya and Gulnazar, strictly speaking, they couldn't even be considered 'Bronze' rank; at best, they were 'Stubborn Scrap Metal'.

"You... you big jerk! You only know how to bully me! Wuu wuu... I've already given my innocent body to you..."

"I've grown up this big, and I've never lowered myself to curry favor with any man like this before! Wuu wuu... Do you know how aggrieved I feel? Do you know what a bastard you are! Wuu wuu..."

With half a jin of baijiu down, the after-effects kicked in.

Tong Liya completely lost it, collapsing into her chair. Her delicate little face was streaked with tears, which fell like beads from a broken string.

After getting drunk, people often reveal their most authentic and bizarre sides.

There are all kinds of states after drinking; some people like to throw tantrums and break things when drunk, some like to drag people around to brag, and some just hit the pillow and sleep.

And Tong Liya clearly belonged to the "crying and wailing after drinking" type.

No one had provoked her, but as soon as the alcohol went to her head, she moved herself to tears, crying in such a heart-wrenching way.

She got flushed very easily when drinking, and at this moment, her palm-sized little face was flushed red, like a ripe peach.

Coupled with that aggrieved sobbing tone, it wasn't annoying at all; instead, it exuded a charming, naive cuteness that made one's heart ache.

In comparison, Gulnazar's drunk behavior was much better.

Although she was also high, she belonged to the "one-second power-off, system crash" type.

She simply rested her hands on the table, tilted her head, and lay there motionless like a dead pig.

Lin Chen leaned back in his chair, watching these two funny characters in their drunken states, especially Tong Liya who was crying her eyes out, and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.

As expected, humans are visual creatures.

A stunning beauty, even if she gets dead drunk and starts throwing a tantrum on the table, is still considered charming and pitiful.

If it were a two-hundred-pound guy picking his feet and wailing for his parents here, that would be visual pollution, and Lin Chen would definitely kick him out.

After happily enjoying the picture of the beauties drunk for a while, Lin Chen suddenly felt a headache.

He was just bored out of his mind!

Why on earth did he get his own wives drunk?

The worst part was that both of them were incapacitated now, so who the hell was going to wash the dishes and clean the table?!

Lin Chen had a bad habit; he enjoyed the process of cooking, but absolutely hated washing dishes.

Usually at home, he was responsible for cooking, while those women were responsible for washing dishes and cleaning.

"Be good, stop crying, baby. Listen, go wash the dishes first, then continue crying, okay?"

Lin Chen walked over to Tong Liya, reached out to put his arm around her soft shoulders, and tried to negotiate.

Tong Liya, like a fish out of water, struggled and twisted in his arms: "Get away! Don't touch me... Wuu wuu! You're bullying me! I'm going to call the police on you! I'm going to have the police officer arrest you, you heartless man! Wuu wuu..."

Great! That conversation was a dead end.

Lin Chen straightened up and sighed helplessly.

Seeing her state, where she might fall into the sink and drown at any moment, even if she were willing to go to the kitchen, Lin Chen wouldn't dare let her wash.

He turned his head again to look at Gulnazar, who was lying on the table.

She was an even heavier case; she didn't even have the energy to cry and was sleeping like a corpse. Expecting her to wash dishes was just a dream.

In utter helplessness, the dignified Young Master Lin had no choice but to resign himself to rolling up his sleeves and clearing the table of leftovers into the kitchen.

After finishing the dishes and coming out, Lin Chen looked at the two still slumped in the dining room, and the more he thought about it, the more unbalanced he felt.

Not only did I have to play stupid games with you, but I also have to serve you by washing dishes?

He smirked, took out his phone, turned on the camera function, and took a full-range, high-definition close-up of Tong Liya's crying scene and Gulnazar's drooling sleeping face.

When they sobered up tomorrow, he would show them these dark histories; he would definitely be able to enjoy two faces as red as Guan Yu's.

Tong Liya wailed for a full half-hour until her throat was hoarse before she finally calmed down.

Presumably, she really had no energy left, so she mimicked Gulnazar's posture and fell into a deep sleep on the table.

Lin Chen stretched out lazily and loosened up his muscles.

He walked over, first carried Tong Liya into the bathroom, wiped her tear-stained face with a hot towel, then carried her horizontally and tucked her into the big bed in the master bedroom.

Just after settling Tong Liya down, a sound of staggering footsteps came from behind.

He turned around and saw it was Gulnazar.

This girl wasn't even wearing slippers; her white little feet were bare, and she was swaying as she walked over like a sleepwalking zombie.

Lin Chen hurriedly went up to help her, but Gulnazar suddenly crashed into his arms like a koala.

Her two snow-white arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and her little face pressed against his chest.

She closed her eyes, breathing out the smell of alcohol, her voice slurred but filled with a heartbreaking sincerity: "Hubby... I love you so much. Don't abandon me... Don't leave me, okay?"

Lin Chen's hands, which were preparing to push her away, suddenly stopped.

After a two-second silence, he finally reached out and hugged her slender, soft waist, sighing deeply.

"It's really not that I'm being pretentious or acting like a saint. It's just... I'm too greedy. You all follow me so devotedly, and I don't even know how to repay your deep affection."

"I don't want to hear it... I don't care!"

Gulnazar shook her head stubbornly in his arms, like a child sulking, "Anyway, I've decided to stick with you! Even if you drive me away, I'll sleep on the floor at your doorstep! If you don't want me, I'll pester you and annoy you every single day!"

"Hubby, do you know why we wanted to drink with you tonight? Because... because we wanted to get you drunk and then take the opportunity to sleep with you! Once the raw rice is cooked into porridge, let's see how you can deny it!"

"Who knew you were so perverted even with lantern riddles... Hubby, do you love me or not?"