"I'm having nothing now, you're happy," Qiao Zixin squinted his eyes, stood unsteadily in front of He Mingyuan, and shouted indistinctly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Mingyuan felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he frowned in pain, looking at the drunk delirious Qiao Zixin.

"Are you crazy? Drink so much," He Mingyuan covered the wound with his hands, and from time to time he had to pull Qiao Zixin, who was about to fall.

"Why do you want to do this to me, what is the deep hatred between us," Qiao Zixin said intermittently.

"You're drunk, I'll send you back where you live," He Mingyuan didn't want to entangle with her.

"I don't have a home, I don't have anything now, I don't have anything, I don't have anything," Qiao Zixin kept saying, "I want to thank you, it's all thanks to you, you should be happy, come and celebrate with us, I have nothing, my wine, why is the wine gone," Qiao Zixin stumbled looking for a wine bottle.

"Have you made enough trouble," He Mingyuan obviously endured to the limit.

"What are you doing so fiercely, you think I'm afraid of you," Qiao Zixin's voice was louder than his.

"Okay, then you are here alone," his arm hurt so much that fine sweat broke out on He Mingyuan's forehead, he really didn't want to spend any more time with her, and he stepped forward to enter the door, but Qiao Zixin didn't hold on to the corner of his clothes.

"If you want to leave, you can't go, drink with me," Qiao Zixin fell asleep after speaking.

He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin sleeping on the ground, he really had no choice, he endured the pain in his arm and picked up Qiao Zixin and entered the house, and just entered the door, the housekeeper Sister-in-law Zhou shouted in a panic, "Young master, this is so, where did so much blood come from, is this young lady injured?" He Mingyuan followed him into the bedroom.

"Sister-in-law Zhou, you go get the medicine box and help me clean up the wound," He Mingyuan Qiao Zixin put it on the bed and said to the housekeeper Sister-in-law Zhou after it was settled.

"Young Master, is your hand injured, is it serious? Why don't I call Dr. Zhang over," Sister-in-law Zhou asked worriedly as she looked at the suit on He Mingyuan's arm that was already soaked with blood.

"Simply clean it up, it's too late, so you don't need Dr. Zhang to come over," He Mingyuan glanced at his watch, it was already a little more.

Sister-in-law Zhou was about to go to get the medicine box, but was stopped again, "Give this young lady, change into clean clothes," He Mingyuan explained again.

"Hmm" Sister-in-law Zhou nodded in agreement, and glanced at Qiao Zixin, who was full of alcohol, who is this person? The young master never takes a girl home, his bed is not allowed to be touched by others, she has to make the bed herself, the young master has grown up by himself, she knows his temper best, even Miss Wang has never entered his room, this girl is really a little special.

He Mingyuan bandaged the wound and told everyone to go back to sleep, he also went back to his room and saw that Qiao Zixin had also changed into clean clothes and fell asleep.

He Mingyuan walked to the bedside and turned off the light, Qiao Zixin suddenly moved, "Don't you vomit" He Mingyuan frowned and quickly dragged Qiao Zixin to the bathroom, Qiao Zixin vomited.

He Mingyuan looked at Qiao Zixin covered in vomit, which was a disaster for a person who was obsessed with cleanliness.

There was no way he didn't want to wake up Sister-in-law Zhou, he took a wet towel to wipe Qiao Zixin's face, the wet towel fell on Qiao Zixin's face, she suddenly felt that her face was cold and uncomfortable, Qiao Zixin's hand moved wildly, scratching He Mingyuan's neck, "You woman, it's really ........." Qiao Zixin seemed to feel He Mingyuan's anger, quiet, He Mingyuan picked her up, put her on the bed, and changed his shirt for her.

"Why does my head hurt so much" Qiao Zixin got up while hanging her head, and found that something was wrong in a daze, where is this, how can I be here, she surrounds the room furnishings are extremely simple, a bed, a table and a sofa, the color of the room is also very monotonous, gray, white and black, from the perspective of the room, the owner of this must have a very strange personality, and she was wearing a man's white shirt, she got out of bed in a panic, and just opened the door, a woman about 40 years old came in, she was a little chubby and dark-skinned.

"Miss Qiao, you're awake," when Sister-in-law Zhou saw Qiao Zixin wearing He Mingyuan's shirt, she covered her mouth in surprise, and smiled strangely, because He Mingyuan's clothes were never worn by others.

"Who are you? Where is this? Qiao Zixin saw Sister-in-law Zhou and stared at the shirt she was wearing, a little embarrassed.

"This is He Zhai, you were drunk last night, it was the young master who brought you back, and the young master was injured, may I ask if you were robbed," Aunt Zhou's large list of questions made Qiao Zixin guess a lot.

He Zhai, young master, injured, Qiao Zixin kept reading these two words in his heart, this is He Mingyuan's family, then I hurt him, I was not dreaming, it was true, oh my God, I was going to die, I originally wanted to reconcile, but I didn't expect it to be like this, Qiao Zixin was particularly annoyed at this time.

"Miss Qiao, what's wrong with you, you don't speak so much," Sister-in-law Zhou looked at Qiao Zixin, who was speechless in a daze.

"Then where is He Mingyuan now," asked with a fluke mentality, if he was not there and then secretly drifted away.

"Young master, I'm waiting for you downstairs," Sister-in-law Zhou's words made Qiao Zixin's dream shattered in an instant.