Their Honeymoon Was About To Be Postponed

Mo Yixuan took over the glass of water and drank it in big mouthfuls. After finishing it, he pulled his wife in front of him into his arms.

He Xiyan sat on Mo Yixuan's lamp and wrapped her arms around his neck. 

Very intimate posture, but they had lived together for half a year and had been used to such intimacy.

"Do you need a bowl of wake-up soup?" He Xiyan asked. Actually she came back at past six o'clock, but Yixuan was pestered by several of his classmates and drank a few more alcohol, the amount of which was beyond knowledge.

She knew that he was a moderate drinker and seldom drank alcohol daily.

Mo Yixuan waved his hand, "No need!" He held his wife's hand and looked at her deeply. Suddenly, a trace of guilt flashing through his eyes.

"Yanyan, I'm sorry that our honeymoon will be postponed."

He Xiyan was stunned, then frowned, looking at his husband doubtfully.