After being silent for a long time, Zhang Ping couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you live with your father?"

Seeing Zhang Ping mention this, Liu Yuhe's confused eyes gathered, and his face was very complicated.

She couldn't help but lower her head and said lightly: "I don't have a father, I hate him." ”

Although her tone was light and light, Zhang Ping was still keenly aware that her Qianqianyu hand was unconsciously clenched, and her body trembled slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping didn't dare to mention it again, for fear that she would recall something bad.

He hurriedly changed the subject and said, "Then why don't you find a boyfriend?"

Hearing this, Liu Yuhe raised his head and looked at Zhang Ping.

"Boyfriend?" she sneered, "As the saying goes, a man can be relied on, and a sow will go up a tree." Man, there is no such thing as a good thing. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ping hurriedly defended: "Hey, you can't kill everyone with one shot, right?"

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: At least I think I'm quite reliable.

"It's all the same. Liu Yuhe took a sip of the red wine in the glass and waved his hand nonchalantly.

"At least find a man who can take care of you!" Zhang Ping said again.

Hearing this, Liu Yuhe couldn't help but be stunned, and then a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Ping was speechless for a while.

Looks like she's thinking of something bad about the past, right?

How can you say anything yourself can poke her wound?

"Take care?" she said with a self-deprecating smile: "Men always have various reasons to be away from home all day and rely on them to take care of them......?"

Zhang Ping couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Looking at you like this, you should be hurt by love, right?"

"What bullshit, I've never been in love at all. Liu Yuhe waved his hand and said impatiently: "I'm talking about that bastard." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ping's heart couldn't help but move.

No need to ask, the bastard in her mouth must be her father, the seventh master.

It seems that she should have had an unhappy childhood, because of her parents' affairs, that's why she rejects men so much, right?

Zhang Pingzheng was thinking about it, but saw Liu Yuhe grab the red wine bottle on the side and wanted to pour the wine again.

Looking at her slightly red cheeks, her eyes were blurred, and she didn't even speak clearly, Zhang Ping hurriedly pressed her hand.

"Okay, you've had enough. ”

"You...... Leave me alone. Liu Yuhe pulled Zhang Ping's hand away and said vaguely.

As she spoke, she poured into her mouth.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping had no choice but to snatch the red wine bottle in her hand.

Seeing her unrelenting appearance, Zhang Ping was ruthless and directly blew the remaining red wine into the bottle.

Now, the drunk Liu Yuhe is gone.

I saw her stand up suddenly, glaring at Zhang Ping.

It seemed that because she was up too violently, her mind was a little dizzy for a while. She didn't stand still, and staggered backwards.

Behind her head was the corner of the table, and if she did, it would be a bloody end.

Fortunately, Zhang Ping's eyes were quick and he grabbed her.

But with such a pull, Liu Yu's body suddenly lost its center of gravity, and fell directly forward, pressing on Zhang Ping's body at once.

Zhang Ping only felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing, nephrite into his arms, and then the two fell heavily to the ground.

Coincidentally, Liu Yuhe's lips happened to be printed on his mouth.

Looking at the pretty face close at hand, feeling the aroma in Liu Yuhe's mouth spitting on his face, Zhang Ping's head was instantly stunned.

There was a jelly-soft touch on his lips, which made Zhang Ping's heart ripple.

"Hmm......"

Liu Yuhe's mouth was smuffled, and Zhang Ping only felt a fragrant wind mixed with the smell of alcohol caressing his face.

At this moment, he woke up suddenly, and hurriedly pushed Liu Yuhe away from his body.

Although he claims to be not a gentleman, he still can't do this kind of thing when he is drunk and takes advantage of people's danger.

This can only be described as an accident just now!

Well, it was an accident.

After comforting himself so much in his heart, Zhang Ping looked at Liu Yuhe on the side.

At this time, Liu Yuhe was already lying on the ground and falling asleep.

Looking at her delicate face and slightly open mouth, the corners of Zhang Ping's mouth unconsciously hooked up a smile.

Liu Yuhe, who was sleeping, seemed to notice his gaze, or maybe the ground was too cold.

I saw her subconsciously move her body and come into Zhang Ping's arms.

Finding a warm and comfortable position, she fell asleep.

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, and then became a little flustered, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

Then......

"Mom, I miss you so much. ”

Liu Yuhe, who was asleep, muttered.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ping's heart moved.

He looked down and saw a trace of crystal light from the corner of Liu Yuhe's eyes.

Zhang Ping frowned, and a little pity suddenly rose in his heart.

Reaching out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, Zhang Ping sighed and was silent.

But it didn't take long for his face to stiffen.

He felt a stream of heat running down his clothes.

It turned out that Liu Yuhe vomited all over him.

Sniffing the vomit mixed with alcohol on his body, Zhang Ping's brows tightened.

But when he saw Liu Yuhe frowning and looking uncomfortable, Zhang Ping couldn't help but sigh and endure all this silently.

After vomiting, Liu Yuhe pulled Zhang Ping's clothes and wiped his mouth half-drunk and half-conscious.

Seeing this, Zhang Ping really couldn't cry or laugh.

"You, you, it's not worrying to be drunk. Zhang Ping muttered, tapping lightly at the center of her eyebrows.

At this point, it was late at night.

Helpless, Zhang Ping had no choice but to send her back to her room.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he couldn't help but smile when he looked at the pink decoration style and the dolls that were full of beds.

I really didn't expect that this mature Liu Yuhe still has such a childish side.

put Liu Yuhe on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and Zhang Ping intimately poured a glass of water for her and put it at the head of the bed, for fear that she would wake up thirsty in the middle of the night.

Looking at Liu Yuhe's sleeping face, Zhang Ping's eyes involuntarily fell on her red lips.

With the picture just now in mind, he swallowed secretly.

Immediately, he hurriedly looked away and hurriedly walked out of Liu Yuhe's room.

With the unpleasant smell of vomit on his body, Zhang Ping had no choice but to throw his clothes into the washing machine.

Now, he can't go home shirtless without clothes.

There was no way, he had to spend the night on the sofa at Liu Yuhe's house.

It was late at night, and looking at the dark ceiling, he suddenly lost his sleep.

Today's events came to his mind like a movie, and finally froze on that erroneous kiss.

Looking in the direction of Liu Yuhe's room, he couldn't help but show a strange smile on his face.

It wasn't until it was dark that he fell asleep.