"Shut your crow's mouth, what can happen to you. Jiang He turned his face, not wanting to listen to him talk a bunch of nonsense anymore.

"No, Jianghe, you forgot. Jiang Hai turned his head over and looked at him with a serious expression.

"Then tell me, what did I forget?" Jiang He waved his arm away and looked at him helplessly.

"You forget, he was drunk today, and a person like him ran in to find Miss Fan, would he do something to make Miss Fan angry? Or something that Miss Fan didn't like to hear. "If Miss Fan is angry and ignores their master, won't he be single again.

"You're thinking too much"

What kind of person is their master, how can they crush the lord's consciousness with just two jars of wine.

"No, I'm really worried, aren't you worried at all?"

"I said could you keep your mouth shut, and say less about what you don't have, so that my ears can be quiet for a while. Jiang He opened his mouth angrily. Since he entered the Fan Mansion, he has been chattering in his ear, disturbing him.

"Okay! I'll just shut up. Jiang Hai saw that he was really angry, so he quickly covered his mouth and stopped bothering him.

The two of them waited quietly in the silent cave, leaning against the wall behind them...... No one expected that this would take a whole night.

Fan Shuiling lay on his side on the soft couch, his right arm bent under his head. Carefully staring at the man on the bed who had not yet woken up, he smiled contentedly. Fan Shuiling woke up from his sleep very early, and after waking up, he kept lying on the soft couch, staring at Chang Sheng tightly, reluctant to look away for a moment.

Chang Sheng, who was asleep, slowly opened his eyes, and the unfamiliar bed curtain above his head attracted his attention, this was not his bedroom. Sensing that there was a burning gaze staring at him, Chang Sheng turned his head sideways, but saw that Fan Shuiling had been staring at him.

"Uh, you're awake. Fan Shuiling didn't expect him to wake up suddenly, so he sat up slowly, pulled his hair together, and looked at him embarrassedly.

"Hmm!" Chang Sheng straightened up, sat on the edge of the bed, his eyebrows furrowed, and raised his hand to rub his forehead, which was aching from hangover.

Fan Shuiling saw it, and hurriedly ran to the table and poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Isn't it a headache, come, drink saliva." ”

Chang Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at the cup in her hand, and reached out to take it: "Thank you!"

"No, you're welcome. Fan Shuiling looked restrained, lowered his hand, and pinched the corner of his skirt.

Chang Sheng looked at her nervousness: "What's wrong with you?"

"Ahh She looked down gloomily at her toes.

How could it be okay, she was fine just now, but after he said thank you, her face changed.

"Lingling, look up and look at me. He commanded.

Fan Shuiling listened, hesitated, rubbed the corners of the skirt in the palm of his hand, slowly raised his head, and looked at him: "You, what did you call me just now?"

"You think I forgot what I said to you last night?"

She looked at him in surprise, with joy in her eyes: "Chang Sheng, you ......"

"What ...... me" he deliberately pretended to be stupid, as if he didn't understand what she meant.

"You know it"

Fan Shuiling's eager gaze searched his face, looking for the answer he wanted.

Chang Sheng suddenly snorted, laughed, and pinched her face: "Don't worry, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten a word." ”

Hearing him say that he hadn't forgotten the conversation between the two last night, Fan Shuiling was angry and happy, looked at him angrily, and reached out to beat his chest: "You...... Hate ......"