Zhao Kuo's heart trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the person in his arms.

Looking down, seeing that Qiao Jinyu's eyes were closed and breathing evenly, and he seemed to have fallen asleep after saying that sentence, Zhao Kuo exhaled softly, pushed open the kitchen door and walked out.

The temperature inside and outside the house is completely different from heaven and earth.

A gust of cold wind swept in, and Qiao Jinyu, who was sleeping in a daze, subconsciously shrank into Zhao Kuo's arms, and Zhao Kuo had to hug her tighter.

Stepping away from his long legs, Zhao Kuo walked quickly, wanting to send Qiao Jinyu back to the room as soon as possible.

As soon as he turned the corridor, he met Steward Zhao who came up to the kitchen to boil hot water and drink.

Steward Zhao was wearing a thick cotton jacket, his hands were in his sleeves, he raised his eyes to look at the long thing in his arms, and blinked in a daze.

"It's ...... Miss Jinyu? ”

"Hmm." Zhao Kuo responded softly, without the slightest denial.

"What's wrong with her?" Steward Zhao's voice was full of worry.

"It's fine, it's just drunk." Zhao Kuo said lightly.

Steward Zhao opened his mouth wide, and the expression on his face could no longer be described as frightened.

Half in the bag?

How can you get drunk?

That's not a lot of information!

Steward Zhao was full of questions, but Zhao Kuo didn't have the patience to explain to him why Qiao Jinyu was drunk at the moment.

"Uncle Zhao, let me go, I'll send her back to the house."

"Uh-oh."

Steward Zhao moved to the side in a daze, making way for the two of them.

Zhao Kuo strode past him and went straight to the small courtyard where the Yan family lived.

It wasn't until Zhao Kuo's figure disappeared for a long time that Steward Zhao came back to his senses and slapped his thigh hard.

A dull pain came, and Steward Zhao bared his teeth and inhaled a cool breeze.

"Shhh It hurts! It doesn't seem to be a dream! ”

His eyes were rolling and his feet were stomping on the ground, and after a while, Steward Zhao suddenly stood still, and his tone was firm: "No!" I have to tell Madame about this! ”

As the words fell, the two old legs trotted up in the empty corridor and ran towards Yan's house.

Zhao Kuo is a person who pays attention to the defense of men and women, if in the past, he would definitely not enter any woman's boudoir.

But tonight, he and Qiao Jinyu had made their hearts clear to each other, and he felt that entering and exiting Qiao Jinyu's house was no different from entering and leaving his own room.

After putting Qiao Jinyu on the bed, Zhao Kuo pulled the quilt on the side to cover her, sat down along the edge of the bed, and stared at her face intently.

The night was silent, except for the sound of long, slow breathing echoing in the air.

Zhao Kuo thought back to tonight, and there was a sense of unreality in a dream.

He thought it would be difficult to show his heart, but he didn't expect to say it easily in the end.

Looking at the people who slept in a daze on the bed and muttered "general" from time to time, Zhao Kuo's eyes gradually softened.

Hopefully, tomorrow, she will remember what he said and what she said.

After working all day, and being busy retreating from the enemy recently, Zhao Kuo quickly became tired, so he didn't stay in Qiao Jinyu's room longer, got up and went out quietly.

As soon as he returned to the room, Steward Zhao ran outside Yan's house and knocked on the door gently.

"Madam, open the door, I have something important to report."

Yan was about to fall asleep when he heard the sound and went back to the door to take the latch.

"What's the matter, what's going on this big night?"

Steward Zhao looked around like a thief, dodged into the house and closed the door.

"Madam, I just saw the general carrying Miss Jinyu back to the room, and Miss Jinyu is still drunk."