Han Yingying's alcohol consumption is very poor, even if it is a low-alcohol wine, as long as she touches it, she will get drunk, not to mention that she drank so much in one breath just now?

"Han Sakura Sakura ......"

"Huh?" Han Yingying raised her head, her face flushed, her eyelashes were raised, she looked at Ye Hao with drunken eyes, and smiled a little coquettishly.

"Is it uncomfortable?"

"Hmm." Like a good child, Han Yingying nodded, smirked, and crystal tears slid out of her eyes, slowly sliding down her cheeks, and falling low on the barely touched foie gras.

Ye Haofan's heart was suffocated, and he knew the answer, but he couldn't help but ask: "You hate me very much?" ”

"Well, it's annoying, it's annoying."

"Hate?"

Han Yingying shook her head desperately like a child, and her tone was a little aggrieved: "I don't hate, but I hate it, I hate that you made me leave Shen Mosheng, and I hate that you made me so sad......"

"Han Yingying, do you love him very much?" This sentence, how difficult it is to ask, Ye Haofan himself knows best.

"I love him very much, I love him very much, I want to grow old with him and die together." As she spoke, Han Yingying's tears gently slid down, soaking the arc of laughter.

Ye Haofan was silent for a long time before he asked softly, "Do you want to go back with me?" If you don't want to ......"

"Well, go back." Han Yingying nodded lightly, as if she was a little uncomfortable, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Ye Hao Fan stepped forward and held her in his arms, tightly.

At this moment, he thought about it many times, but he never had a chance.

Now, Han Yingying is willingly held in his arms, why is there no sense of joy?

"The Night is Flooding......"

"What's wrong?"

"I hate you."

"I know."

"I hate myself even more."

"Han Yingying, don't hate yourself, hate yourself, hate me."

"I already hate you. I want to live a peaceful and simple life, like my mom and dad, and be happy together every day.

Every time my dad came home, he would kiss my mom and me and eat with us. After eating, my father took my mother and me out for a walk.

During the holidays, our family would go out and have a big meal together. Sometimes it's raining and I don't want to go out, so I snuggle up on the couch and watch TV......

For me, this is the happiest life. But you've never been willing to fulfill me, so I hate you so much, so much, so much ...... forever"

Han Yingying said and cried low in Ye Haofan's arms.

Ye Hao was distressed and hugged the fragile person in his arms.

"Han Yingying, I'm sorry."

"I hate you......"

"I know, I know...... Han Yingying, go to sleep, if you fall asleep, you won't feel bad. Ye Hao whispered and coaxed.

"But I want Shen Mosheng, I can't sleep without Shen Mosheng."

"There is no Shen Mosheng here."

"But I want Shen Mosheng."

The eyes of the night were dark and difficult to distinguish, and after a long time, he said with difficulty: "Butler, call Shen Mosheng to come." ”

"Sir, she's asleep." The housekeeper reminded helplessly, and he was even more glad that he had the foresight to give Han Yingying sleeping pills.

Otherwise, Mr. was afraid that he would really relent, let her go, and torture himself from now on.

Ye Haofan lowered his head, only to find that Han Yingying was indeed asleep, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Picked up Han Yingying and got up, put her on the bed, looked at her quiet sleeping face, the night was silent for a long time, bowed his head, turned to leave, took out the phone, and dialed a number.

After a long time, the phone was picked up, and a hoarse voice came from the other end: "Your Excellency is declaring war or watching a play this time?" ”

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