In order to express his apology, Zhou Fan came back with Hong Yu's mother and changed her slippers, Hong Yu plugged in an electric blanket for her, and the husband and wife cooperated very tacitly.

"I'll live here in the future, it's good to have the two of you here, let Aunt Liu make soup for you to drink tomorrow morning"

"Don't leave things around"

Hong Yu hurriedly said, reached out and touched the quilt, it was a little warm, and turned off the power of the electric blanket.

Zhou Fan tucked the quilt for her, covered her shoulders with clothes, and made sure that it would not be exposed.

"Mom, you can rest! We went up."

"Okay, let's go up"

Zhou Fan turned off the headlights and turned on the night lights, Hong Yu stood at the door, took her hand, and went upstairs together.

Seeing that their husband and wife are reconciled, I am relieved, and after thinking about it, I still feel that I can't let them go out to live alone, in case two people have a quarrel, quarrel or something, I don't know yet, and I can't persuade them.

Suddenly, thinking of the child, Hong Yu's mother smiled, whether the children of the two of them are like Hong Yu or Zhou Fan, like Hong Yu, they are a little old, but they can still marry a wife, they look like Zhou Fan, then it couldn't be better, white, thin and tall, if it is a daughter, it must be lost to many people, if it is a son, it is better.

Upstairs, Hong Yu changed into pajamas, listening to the sound of showers in the bathroom, and wanted to wash again with her, but she actually locked the door from the inside, too careful!

He picked out a bottle of red wine from the downstairs storage room, took two goblets, and went upstairs.

opened the wooden cork of the red wine bottle, dropped two glasses, and put them on the small round table, wanting to romance with Zhou Fan.

Sniffing himself, he turned around and took the perfume on the dresser, sprayed it a little, and sprayed it in the room again, trying to make some flirtatious mood.

Zhou Fan took a shower, wiped his hair in pajamas, and came out with a pair of slippers at the door.

"Get out my backpack, there's Fenbid, I have a terrible headache, hurry up"

"That thing can't be eaten blindly, it has side effects"

Hong Yu hurriedly stopped at the door of the closet and said, pulled her into his arms, and reached out to press her temple.

The strength was just right, Zhou Fan closed his eyes comfortably, tossing for a day, and his head seemed to be cracked.

"I'll blow your hair first, don't catch a cold, I'll press it for you later"

"Good"

Saying that, Zhou Fan sat on the bed and looked at his bedding, how did it change to bright red, it was too bright and dazzling, and it was uncomfortable to look at.

Hong Yu took a hair dryer and blew it, thinking in his heart that he would dance with Zhou Fan for a while to make the atmosphere better.

Zhou Fan touched his hair and said, "Okay, you help me press my temples, it hurts, I'm angry with you."

Hong Yu put down the hair dryer, sat on the bed, leaned her into his arms, and continued to press her.

"Does it hurt?"

"Well, I haven't slept much in the past two days, and it's all because of you."

Leaning on Hong Yu's chest, Zhou Fan closed his eyes, emptied his brain, and didn't think about anything.

"Yes, it's all my fault, I'm sorry"

Hong Yu apologized to her again, bowed his head and kissed her fragrant hair, he really didn't mean it, it was all caused by alcohol.

Pressing, Hong Yu's strength was reduced a little, and he looked at Zhou Fan in his arms, who actually fell asleep.

The romance is gone, and the heroine sleeps.

Hong Yu moved down gently, stretched out his hand to turn off the headlight, left a small lamp, and hugged Zhou Fan with a smile, it's okay to keep your spirit up and 'fight' tomorrow.

Sleeping in a daze, Zhou Fan woke up thirsty, looked at Hong Yu on the side, the cry shook the sky, and he slept next to him, he didn't hear it, and it was strange.

Got out of bed gently, and through the faint light, I saw two cups and a bottle on the small round table, picked up the cup and smelled it, drank a little, licked my mouth, yes, it was very sweet, so the two cups of 'drink' went into Zhou Fan's stomach.

I poured out all the bottles, and the two cups of 'drink' were full, and there were still some in the bottles, regardless of three, seven, twenty-one, and they were all drunk.

Much more comfortable, my throat is no longer dry, lie down in bed again, and sleep with my eyes closed.

"Huhuhu......"

Zhou Fan covered his ears and slept, it was useless, he couldn't sleep at all because of Hong Yu's snoring.

Pull the quilt, put your head in the quilt, stay away from Hong Yu, and try to see if you can fall asleep.

"Porphyry......

A 'poison gas bomb' was fully released in the bed.

Zhou Fan pinched his nose, held his breath, stuck his head out, and breathed in the fresh air outside.

He still farted when he fell asleep, which is really hard to find in the world, admire and admire.

snoring and farting again, causing Zhou Fan to be completely sleepy, and he couldn't be awake anymore.

I tiptoed out of bed again, took a quilt from the closet, and a blanket from the cabinet above, walked barefoot under the air conditioner, spread the quilt on the floor, lay down on the quilt, covered the blanket, and pulled one side of the quilt to cover the blanket.

Sure enough, the snoring was much quieter, and Zhou Fan lay comfortably in his bed, and began to count the sheep to sleep in his heart.

Before she counted to twenty, her eyelids began to fight, and at last she fell asleep again.

It was dawn, and the sun rose high, shining through the glass window, on the beige curtains, and on Zhou Fan's hair.

Hong Yu stretched out his hand and touched Zhou Fan beside him, but he didn't touch anyone, so he immediately opened his eyes and looked at the bed, there was no one.

lifted the quilt and got out of bed, saw that Zhou Fan's slippers were still on the floor, and he didn't wear shoes, he was obviously afraid of the cold, why did he always forget it?

Hong Yu was the same, barefoot, came to the closet to take a look, how did the door of the cabinet with the quilt on one side open? The quilt inside is gone, is there a thief in the house?

rummaged through his clothes cabinet, there was no shortage of the same, and he called Zhou Fan to take a look, and there was no less, what's going on? Where's the quilt?

Scratching his head, he turned around and was startled, there was still a head on the floor.

When I got closer, it was my wife, her face was red, her eyelashes were curled up, and she was sleeping soundly.

Hong Yu felt that it was a good opportunity, took out the camera from the drawer, opened it, aimed it at Zhou Fan, and pressed the shutter.

After taking dozens of photos in a row, he walked to the dresser again, took a lipstick, lightly drew a smile on Zhou Fan's face, raised the camera again, and took a few photos.

The sound of the shutter woke up Zhou Fan, rubbed his eyes, got up from the floor, stretched his waist, and opened the curtains.

"Good morning, Father Sun"

"Good morning, dear wife"

Zhou Fan turned to look at Hong Yu and said, "Good morning, what time is it?" ”

Hong Yu put down the camera in his hand, took his watch from the bedside table, looked at it and said, "Seven forty, it's still early, the two of us are 'active activities' together"

If you have time to do something, you have to do laundry, you have to cook breakfast, you have to tidy up your room, and if you have time to 'move', you might as well go out for a walk.

Zhou Fan cleaned up the quilt on the floor, and as soon as he bent down and lowered his head, his eyes were black, and he fell headlong.

Hong Yu rushed up with an arrow, stretched out his hand to grab her, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Zhou Fan pretended to be calm, shook his head and said, "It's just that I didn't stand firm, don't make a fuss."

Hong Yu reached out and touched her forehead, which was a little hot, and touched her forehead again, which was a little cold.

Zhou Fan rubbed his head, bent down and squatted down again, folded the quilt and blanket, carefully held the quilt up, and put it on the bed.

"I'm going to wash my face and sober up"

Hong Yu looked at Zhou Fan's face, it was quite ruddy, it didn't look like he was sick, so what was the situation just now?

"Vomit...... ...... vomit"

Lying on the toilet, Zhou Fan's stomach was tumbling, he couldn't hold back and vomited.

After Hong Yu heard her voice, he ran to the bathroom, only to see that she vomited red liquid, thinking it was blood, and was frightened.

"Vomit ......"

"Go to the hospital"

Zhou Fan waved his hand and forcibly said, "I'm fine, I'm thirsty at night, drink more drinks, just spit it out"

Drink? Hong Yu patted his head and remembered the red wine on the table.

He walked out of the bathroom and glanced at the goblet on the small round table, there was nothing in it, and the bottle was empty, and he understood.

"Did you feel sick after drinking something from the table?"

Zhou Fan rubbed his stomach, nodded and said, "It's a little, but it's delicious, it's just a little cold, and it smells a little wine, it can't be expired, right?" ”

A bottle of red wine, more than 1,000 yuan, she drank it all by herself, but she was not drunk, admired her.