Wen Jiaming's face was about to wrinkle when he mentioned it.

He subconsciously looked at Wen Shuyuan on the side, and saw that his face was slightly gloomy, frowning, pursing his lips, and feeling a little cowardly.

Not long ago, he asked him about Fu Min's situation, and he told him that he was very good, and it had only been less than half an hour, and Fu Min was drunk like this.

"Brother Yuan..."

Wen Jiaming opened his mouth in a sneering manner.

Wen Shuyuan swept towards Wen Jiaming with cold eyes, and Wen Jiaming subconsciously trembled, a little panicked.

Fu Min squatted down, drooping her eyelids, feeling that someone was calling her.

The voice was deep.

She looked up, sat on the ground and raised her head, and looked at it for a few seconds.

looked at the blurred figure in his line of sight and muttered in a low voice. "Why is this man so familiar?"

Wen Shu looked at her condescendingly, his voice low. "Get Up"

Fu Min furrowed his brows and shouted 'Wen Jiaming'.

Wen Jiaming originally wanted to leave, but when he heard Fu Min call him, he stopped again.

"Wen Jiaming, I seem to have seen Wen Shuyuan's bastard"

Wen Jiaming "·····"

This aunt is drunk, how boldly, and she has become bolder.

He glanced at Wen Shuyuan and saw that his face was even darker, and he wanted to flee the scene a little.

Fu Min tilted his head and muttered. "Oh, it's not like, Wen Shuyuan and his white moonlight are there"

Her voice was so soft that Wen Shuyuan couldn't hear what she was saying.

He squatted in front of her, wondering if she was crying, the corners of her eyes were a little red, and her body was full of strong alcohol.

Remembering the last time she was drunk, I instantly felt a headache.

Wen Shuyuan pressed the fire, and sooner or later he had to clean up Wen Jiaming, didn't he tell him that she was very good, but she didn't stop her from drinking like this.

He whispered. "Get up, I'll send you back"

Fu Min looked at him, and he didn't know if he had listened to it, his eyes seemed to be fogged, his eyes were out of focus, and there was no expression on his face.

She stared at him for a few seconds, then leaned back and sat on the ground.

Be vigilant and defensive. "Who are you, I don't need you to send it, go away"

After speaking, she also hiccuped at Wen Shuyuan, and the smell of wine was smoking.

“·····”

Wen Shuyuan's temples jumped.

Looking at Wen Shuyuan's ugly face, Wen Jiaming couldn't help but sweat for Fu Min. “·····”

Wen Shuyuan couldn't help but throw Fu Min back to the bathroom to wake up, he had a cold face and picked Fu Min up from the ground.

The sudden move made Fu Min stunned for a moment, and then the whole person struggled.

"Don't move, don't believe I'm throwing you in?"

Wen Shuyuan's hand tightened, and he said coldly to Fu Min.

Wen Jiaming was also taken aback, for fear that Wen Shuyuan would really throw Fu Min into the bathroom, so he stepped forward and said. "Amin, you're good"

Listening to Wen Jiaming's tone of coaxing the child, Wen Shuyuan glanced at him, and Wen Jiaming's heart jumped inexplicably.

He was also quite flustered, if he looked at Fu Min, she wouldn't be drunk like this.

"That... Brother Yuan, I asked people to drive the car to the door."

After saying that, he ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Fu Min instantly quieted down, as if he was frightened by Wen Shuyuan, he looked at him blankly, his eyes were a little innocent and a little aggrieved, his red lips were slightly open, and the tip of the little tongue hidden inside could be faintly seen.

Wen Shuyuan's eyes sank, and he looked away from her face expressionlessly, and hugged her away.

Wen Jiaming called the car and waited at the door, and Wen Shuyuan sat in with Fu Min in his arms.

Waiting for the car to drive away, Wen Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief, and prayed in his heart that Fu Min would be better off and not pluck the feathers on the tiger.