There are no clouds, the sun is fine, and the whole sky is blue like a brand new oil painting, bright and clear.

In the underground parking lot of Jinyuan Villa, the man looked at the drunk girl next to him and pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

Today is Yu Qingqing's eighteenth birthday, and she can't resist the girl's soft grinding, Fu Shaohan finally agreed to her and asked her friends to go outside to help her celebrate her birthday.

But I didn't expect someone to actually get high! Holding the wine was like drinking a drink, and he couldn't stop it one by one, and his several attempts to block and threaten him didn't work.

Every time, it was promised at the beginning, and the chick pecked at the rice as if it said, "Don't drink it, stop in moderation." But as soon as he blink of an eye, the wine was sent to his mouth by Yu Qingqing again?!

After a few rounds, Yu Qingqing was still unexpectedly drunk. Even if the wine is good, someone starts jumping and jumping when they are drunk, and they can't make clear the words, but they still want to sing a song!

There was no way, he could only bring Yu Qingqing back first, lest she brush up the new downline with poor wine and do something that she would regret for the rest of her life.

Thinking of this, Fu Shaohan tilted his head and glanced at Yu Qingqing at the right time, only to see the girl holding the pillow in her arms, her fair and delicate face was flushed after drunkenness, her red lips were seductive, and she spoke to the pillow indistinctly.

"Fu Shaohan, I'...... Hey...... I love... Like you. ”

Hearing this, Fu Shaohan was obviously not surprised, but the corners of his mouth were still irrepressibly slightly hooked, and the thick gentleness in his eyes was like a spring breeze warming the cold snow, warm and warm.

"You... You didn't say anything, but you agreed?"

Fu Shaohan rubbed someone's head dotingly: "Fool, when did you not agree?" ”

"Hehe, Fu Shaohan, you're so good." Yu Qingqing rubbed the pillow and smiled.

Seeing this, Fu Shaohan shook his head helplessly. But he still reached out and took her inside, so as not to kowtow to her head.

Suddenly, Yu Qingqing didn't know what was wrong, her brows suddenly frowned, and her little face quickly changed an expression: "If you don't agree, just... Just kick me out, you're ... I don't like it, and I won't feel sorry..."

Fu Shaohan was stunned for a moment, his eyes stared at Yu Qingqing tightly, and his voice was low: "When did I say I didn't like it?" ”

*

In the luxurious and spacious villa, Yu Qingqing, who had just finished bathing, wrapped a bath towel and carefully opened the bathroom door, but unexpectedly bumped into a pair of cold and deep eyes as soon as she opened it.

Yu Qingqing was startled, her body quickly shrank into the bathroom, and when she raised her head, she bent her eyes and gave Fu Shaohan a big smile: "emmm... The bathroom in my room can't be used, and when I see you're not there, I'll... Hmmm......"

Yu Qingqing blinked, threw Fu Shaohan a "you know" end note, remembered that he had a habit of cleanliness, and hurriedly added, "But I didn't use the bathtub, I washed it directly with the shower shower, so you can use the bathtub with confidence." ”

Remembering the confession she made yesterday after she was drunk, she wanted to find a hole in the ground and get in.

How many times has she confessed?

If Fu Shaohan didn't agree to her, her confessions again and again are reasonable, the key is that Fu Shaohan agreed every time! So? It had to show how impatient she was......

Hearing the girl's series of explanations, Fu Shaohan moved his lips slightly, but he didn't say anything. His eyes were fiery as he stared at her, his dark eyes locked tightly on her like rays that burned his skin.