Beer slowly flowed down his hair and onto his face, and the cold feeling on his face made him a little clean.

Looking at the sleeping woman, I really want to shake her awake. In the end, he carried her into the room safely, put her on chuang, and carefully covered her with a blanket.

From beginning to end, he gently didn't get her and took the door. Resigned to his fate, he went to clean up the beer bottles on the terrace and the beer that was poured on the ground.

Mu Xiaoran woke up in the afternoon, and thought that An Yuran would call him to breakfast, but he didn't expect to sleep until the afternoon.

Curious, she stepped out to see that there was no one in the kitchen.

Walking to the terrace, I found someone sleeping on the cradle, wearing a pure white shirt and a deep tiredness on his sleeping face.

Looking at him quietly like a tired angel from afar, he is so handsome that people can't help but want to get closer to him.

"Want to touch it?" He stretched, a bewitching smile on his lips.

"Huh...... You're awake. She really had such a thought just now, why is God so unfair. Even if they are handsome, they still have money.

He stood up and bounced off the dust off his body, though there was nothing. "Wake up, how long have you been standing here?"

"Soon, soon...... How did you sleep here? ”

"Why am I sleeping here, you ask?"

"yes, don't you ask me?" Mu Xiaoran had a pair of big watery eyes, blinking and looking at him purely.

An Yuran kept telling herself to be calm, calm in calm. "It's nothing, I deserve it!"

Mu Xiaoran pouted, followed behind and muttered quietly: "What! Nervous. ”

An Yuran heard it with the tip of her ear, and turned around sharply and looked at her angrily.

Mu Xiaoran's innocent big eyes looked at her straight like that, how pitiful and pitiful it was.

"Mu Xiaoran, do you know ...... yesterday" When the words came to his mouth, he still didn't finish speaking. Forget it, what do you want to eat? ”

"Forget what, don't talk or don't speak, this is very excessive behavior."

"Am I excessive? Mu Xiaoran, you actually said that I was excessive? He was so angry now that his fingers were trembling.

"Of course! I didn't offend you, so why are you yelling at me. I'm not glad I'm here, so send me back. ”

An Yuran clenched his fists, and his eyes were about to burst into flames. "Mu Xiaoran, you are so good, I don't know who drank until midnight last night, and was drunk on the cradle. And a certain fool was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he deliberately carried her into the room. Then she cleaned up the cans she left behind, and mopped the floor until she was tired and slept on the cradle. Someone still said to me righteously, am I excessive? Mu Xiaoran, who do you say is excessive? ”

The more she said that Mu Xiaoran's head was lowering, did she say that she seemed to be missing something? It turned out to be this.

"Huh...... Hehe...... Thank you, what do you want to eat? I'll do it. ”

"Are you sure you won't burn down the kitchen?"

"No, no, I promise not." In order to show her ability, she quickly nodded.

Hearing her cook for herself, he happily sat on the sofa and crossed his feet. "Okay, I want to eat pasta, you go and cook me a bowl."

"Pasta?" She asked, uncertain, her whole face shaking from side to side.

He picked up the magazine and flipped through it casually, raising his eyebrows. "Huh? How could it not? ”

"Huh...... How...... Probably not. The expression on her face was about to shake and tremble.