Little Miss Devil:The President's Mischievous Wife

She was already drunk, and Shen Yi didn't know how to deal with her. Ever since they made a deal, they both agreed that she will stay with him until their vacation ends, but that didn't mean they had to share his suite. They decided to start being familiar with each other so people wouldn't doubt their sudden marriage.

Shen Yi turned his head, looked at her, and frowned. Fortunately, he wasn't as drunk as she was, or else they would have a hard time tonight.

"You're drunk. Let's call it a night."

"Noooooooo." Lu Xinyi sobbed, "tell me, Shen Yi, am I not pretty? Am I really that ugly? Why did he toy with my feelings?"

He groaned. This was why he refused to associate himself with women. They tend to be an emotional wreck at any given time, but he couldn't just leave her here, right?

"No, who said you're ugly? It's not your fault that he found someone else. The only mistake you did wasn't loving him too much, but staying too long with someone who never saw your worth."

"Then he's the real stupid!" She burped again, putting a hand over her mouth, and Shen Yi prayed to all deities that she wouldn't vomit on him. He squinted his eyes on her.

"That was so sad."

Sniff.

"He was my first boyfriend, and she was my best friend, you know."

Sniff.

Her tears gushed again, and Shen Yi was almost at his limit. She looked like an abandoned kitten crying for help.

Shen Yi handed her a napkin. She loudly blew her nose before resuming her crying. She put her face against her elbow and cried harder.

"Hey," the bartender came over and took their drinks away from Lu Xinyi. "Your girlfriend had enough alcohol for tonight. Take her somewhere else."

"He's not my boyfriend, you idiot! He's my husband…" she paused as she realized they haven't gotten married yet, "and I'm sad and lonely, you jerk!"

The bartender gaped at her. Then why the hell was she crying about her ex-boyfriend in front of her husband? He stared at Shen Yi in disbelief.

"Too much alcohol, remember?"

Shen Yi stood up and pulled Lu Xinyi to her feet.

"It would be best if we went back to our suite, my love."

He got her to her feet, and together, they stumbled out of the bar. Luckily, the stairs were near the bar so they only needed to take it to arrive at his private suite. Shen Yi was one step ahead of her as he helped her with each of their steps. He suddenly jolted up when he felt a hand on his ass.

"Did you just grope me?" he blinked.

"Hmmm…." she nodded.

"What's that for?"

"It's a silent rule for girlfriends to grope their boyfriend's ass when they're climbing the stairs ahead of us."

"...." He would never understand her logic while under the influence of alcohol.

"But I'm not your boyfriend," he reminded her.

They arrived at his front door, and he blindly searched for his keys in his coat. He inserted the key and unlocked the door. Lu Xinyi came in before him and stumbled on his carpeted floor.

"Oww.."

Shen Yi extended a hand to help her up, but instead, she grabbed it and pulled him down with her. He grunted as he fell on top of her before rolling on her side. He was tired and exhausted.

"You're not allowed to drink or taste alcohol ever again," he told her.

Lu Xinyi hummed in agreement. She shouldn't have drunk too much, but she was very lonely and she needed to let out her frustrations. If Shen Yi wasn't with her, she would never let her guard down. She turned on her side to face him and combed his hair with her fingers, surprising him.

"Husband, why so handsome?" She then poked his ribs, and he flinched on her touch.

"...."

"You're toned, and your shoulders are so wideeeee…." and then patted his left shoulder.

"You don't like it?" He touched her arm.

Lu Xinyi closed her eyes. She felt so sleepy and exhausted, but she fought hard to stay awake so she could move on the bed. Forcing herself to get up with Shen Yi's help, she went to his bedroom and started removing her shoes.

"I'm taking the bed. You sleep somewhere else," she said.

"What?" Shen Yi stared at her. She's kicking him out of his own bed? "Where am I going to sleep then? Can't we share the bed?"

"Naa-ahh," she shook a finger at him. "You got a nice couch over there. That will suit you." Lu Xinyi said before throwing herself on his comfy bed. Ah, this was so much better than her own bed. She opened an eye and noticed that he was still standing beside the bed.

"Off you go, hubby. Into the doghouse, you go." she murmured before letting herself succumb into her sleep.