Jiang Hannian was very satisfied with the door that could be opened without twisting.

Qing Jun's handsome face was a little red because of the wine, like an attractive red apple.

He was happy, and a childish smile appeared on his face: his white teeth were wide exposed, bright and innocent.

It seems that the purest child, not stained with a single speck of dust in the world.

He stumbled and laughed and walked inside.

As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly remembered something, and muttered "Mom said to close the door when you enter the room", and then turned back and closed the half-open door.

The sound of the door and the door frame fitting together sounded, and Jiang Hannian turned around with satisfaction and walked to the only soft bed in the room.

Lift the quilt, lie down, cover the quilt, tuck the corners of the quilt, close your eyes, and sleep.

Every step is in order, which is the habit and upbringing engraved in the bones.

His pure face was white and quiet, he didn't know what good dreams he had, and the corners of his lips curled unconsciously, content and happy.

The young man who was drunk and sleeping peacefully did not notice that just a hand's distance from him, the quilt was undulating, and there was obviously another person lying there.

And the woman, who was originally frowning and seemed to be experiencing a nightmare, miraculously stretched her brow when her nephew lay down in her youth.

All uneasiness and darkness, from this moment on, were dispelled by the light of dawn......

A good night's sleep.

The warm glimmer of the morning light illuminated Jiang Hannian very uncomfortably.

He opened his eyes, as he had always done, and saw that it was bright, and he quickly got up from his bed in fear.

It's so late, why is he still sleeping?

Every minute of it counts to his mom and to him right now!

groped for his mobile phone beside the bed, Jiang Hannian opened it and found a message sent to him by his assistant Xiao Zhang: [You didn't go home last night, did you succeed in convincing Director Wang? Congratulations! 】

The memory of last night returned to his mind, Director Wang left the scene angrily, his last memory was that he had been drinking alcohol, and then went to the room originally prepared for Director Wang to rest.

His fingers were shaking, and he didn't know how to reply to the assistant on the interface.

Is it to say that it has failed again?

Could it be said that failure doesn't count, is he still so angry and depressed that he got drunk and slept in the guest room that was originally opened for Director Wang?

[Let's talk about it when we meet.] 】

In the end, Jiang Hannian's face was tense and he replied with four words.

He sat on the edge of the bed and put on his shoes, and he didn't need to change his clothes when he slept in his clothes last night, and he didn't have any clothes to change for him.

At this time, Jiang Hannian felt that the big bed suddenly moved.

The movement came from the other side of the bed.

Wrong!

He jerked his head back, and then met a pair of sleepy eyes.

Fanhua had a rare good night's sleep, and was leaning on the head of the bed covering her mouth and yawning, realizing that there were other people next to the bed, she looked over and happened to meet Jiang Hannian's shocked black eyes.

"Why are you here?"

"How are you?"

Both spoke at the same time.

Jiang Hannian subconsciously lowered his head, and it was not until he confirmed that his clothes were intact again, and the belt knot was in the place he was most familiar with, and his heart fell heavily.

Luckily, nothing happened!

He raised his eyes again, glaring at the flowers.

Another long look at each other.

There was silence.

Jiang Hannian turned his gaze away in shame, quickly fastened his shoelaces and stood up, turning his head.

Angry and humiliated eyes looked at Fanhua, "Wen Fanhua, you, really, yes, no, so, no, use, it, extreme!" ”