Cheng An didn't know at all at this time that there was a person standing in front of him who was babbling in his mouth, closing his eyes and taking a sip of wine, while chanting words.

"Ru'er, I know it's wrong, but I can't help it, I'm just a selfish and despicable villain......"

"When will you continue to ignore me? Ru'er ......"

Another sip of crystal wine went down to his stomach, and the person who usually looked self-contained and calm was now full of decadence.

He seemed to be a little tired, and waved his hand irritably when he heard the sound of soft footsteps around him.

"Get out, I'm not interested in talking to you."

Cheng Yuru didn't respond, and sat quietly on the side looking at the person in front of him who was now drunk and crazy.

She looked at his drunken peach blossom eyes, and her heart was complicated for a while. Obviously, she should feel sad, why did she suddenly become Cheng An's whole person and be decadent now?

She suddenly couldn't cry or laugh in her heart, and raised her hand and knocked on the door of her head.

"Wake me up." Cheng Yuru was angry and funny, her face was slightly flushed, and her eyes were round and a little angry.

Cheng An actually raised his hand and grabbed the person's arm, and muttered indistinctly: "It's a dream." When Cheng Yuru heard this, she simply reached out and pinched his cheek tightly.

"Wake up."

Cheng An finally woke up from drunkenness in an instant.

He suddenly didn't dare to speak, and his bright peach blossom eyes dodged slightly, "Ru'er...... You. ”

Cheng Yuru's hand pinching his face was a little heavier.

"I heard it all, and I heard all the gibberish clearly."

Cheng An's face changed, and he silently watched the reaction of the person in front of him silently, he suddenly realized that his cheek was being torn pain, and he actually leaned forward silently.

Cheng Yuru obviously felt his cooperation like this, and let go of his hand very speechlessly.

"You used my father as bait, I haven't wronged you yet, what have you wronged?" She puffed up when she talked about it, and there were flashing dimples on either side of her slightly pursed lips.

Cheng An'an moved, and some were speechless.

Is she comforting herself? He staggered to his feet and took the man into his arms at once.

"Ru'er, I'm sorry for you in every way, but I won't let you go, if you beat me or scold me, I will bear it."

He brought his head close to the person's shoulder, breathing lightly. Cheng Yuru silently raised her fingers to smooth out the hair scattered on his shoulders, and then patted him on the back.

"I just want you to have a long memory, there are some things that you should communicate with me but you don't say. If I really ignore you, how can I stay here? ”

Cheng An suddenly raised his body and stared at the person in front of him with burning eyes.

"Ru'er, are you really not going to leave me?" Cheng Yuru looked at his insecure appearance and sighed.

"Where can you go without you?"

The next moment she was slammed into her arms, almost rubbing into his body.

It took a long, long time before Cheng Yuru heard the hoarse voice next to her, "How fortunate am I?" ”

How fortunate to be able to meet the understanding of the people around him, to have such a person who understands him and is willing to tolerate him.

Cheng Yuru thought of his past, and her heart throbbed.

"You have something to tell me in the future, do you understand?"

"Hmm."

Somewhere outside the courtyard, Song Liang looked inside, and finally smacked his tongue with emotion.

"Sure enough, in terms of coaxing people's kung fu, no one can compare to Miss Cheng." As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that there was another person next to him, and silently shook his eyes.

He thought about it, but he still felt that he had to bang it.

"Fushan, I think your efficiency in handling things is much higher than Ning Ze's, and you will go next time."

Fushan's face showed a rare disgust.

"No, no." He cherishes words like gold at the moment, not at all like the all-knowing appearance in front of Cheng Yuru.

Song Liang had a sense of crisis in his heart, and hurriedly followed.

"Isn't it the same when you take care of things over there and come back?" He chattered, oblivious to his excessive expression.

Fushan knew why he did this after a little thought.

"Something to say."

Song Liang's words were intercepted instantly, and he suddenly became serious.

"Honestly, did you kid have other thoughts?"

Fushan's eyes didn't move for a moment, and finally lifted the corners of his lips, "Don't gossip about me." He coldly held the sword in his arms, and there was no emotion on his face.

Song Liang felt more and more that what he was thinking was true.

He scurried over and looked left and right, and followed the person's gaze to see that Fushan had already focused his attention on the front.

Song Liang looked at the obvious changes in his eyes, and was even more secretly surprised in his heart.

He instantly grabbed the back collar of the person and dragged it out directly, Fushan quickly got rid of his body for some reason, and looked at the person in front of him coldly.

"Why?"

Song Liang pulled the corners of his mouth very badly, "If you wait any longer, Cheng An will send people back, and it won't be your turn." ”

Fushan instantly looked over, his eyes full of anger.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Song Liang smiled more and more, "It seems that I said it, I just reminded you that there are some things that you shouldn't do." ”

He slowly straightened up, his eyes more serious than ever.

"There are some thoughts that shouldn't be there."

Fushan took a deep breath, then turned his face away and said, "I will never overstep the distance." ”

Song Liang looked at his uncle's insistence and couldn't say anything, so he simply walked away and waved his hand. He should have reminded him that if this person made a mistake because of this matter in the future, there would be no room for change.

He didn't see Fushan's tightly clenched fingers at all, and a pair of helpless and sad eyes.

He...... Indeed, there should be no thoughts.

Next.

Cheng An slowly opened his eyes, and found that he was wearing a clean dress, and in a trance, he remembered that he seemed to have drunk wine last night.

He turned his head to look over and found Cheng Yuru lying beside him obediently with his eyes closed. Cheng Anxin moved, and gently dropped a kiss on the forehead.

Cheng Yuru was woken up by this action, and opened her eyes vaguely and met the handsome face.

She sat up with her head up, but her eyes were dizzy because she was moving too fast. When I came back to my senses, I was already being picked up neatly.

Cheng An's shallow laughter slowly spread in her ears, followed by a soft murmur.

"It's my mistake this time, you can punish me however you want."

Cheng Yuru puffed out her mouth and simply rolled her eyes.

"And punish you? What's the use of punishing you? She stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, her eyes were bright, and she was completely unaware of her cuteness at this time.

Cheng Anxin moved slightly, but realized that he was in a special period now, so he reluctantly contained his thoughts.

Cheng Yuru didn't notice this, but asked about other things.

"What the hell is going on lately?"