Ji Yan, who was obviously extremely drunk, stared at the photo on Bo Siqing's mobile phone, and the whole person was stunned.

"Where the hell did this picture come from?" Ji Yan asked with scarlet eyes.

Bo Siqing frowned, reaching out to grab his phone.

But Ji Yan was stubbornly guarding his mobile phone: "Where did this photo come from!" ”

"This ...... This photo was taken at my house, what's wrong? Yun Hua asked inexplicably.

Ji Yan clenched his mobile phone with both hands, staring at the photo with his eyes, looking at it again and again, and then, as if he was dizzy, he shook his head violently, "I, I'm drunk, aren't I?" ”

“…… Be. ”

"Oh." Ji Yan still clutched his phone tightly, "Then wait for me...... I'll look at it when I'm drunk. How do I ...... It seems that I saw Grandpa Cen give it to my little aunt...... of the dowry ......"

Ji Yan held his mobile phone, leaned on the back of the seat, and fell asleep in a daze.

Yun Hua couldn't control his expression at this moment.

She glanced at Bo Siqing, and then tentatively reached for the mobile phone that Ji Yan was holding.

But Ji Yan held it very tightly!

It's tight, it's tight!

Yun Hua dragged it, but he didn't pull it out, but he was slapped on the back of his hand by Ji Yan reflexively, and the back of his white and tender hand was slapped red.

Cloud Painting was speechless.

Bo Siqing frowned, took her hand and looked at it, "It's okay?" ”

Yunhua was helpless: "What can happen, but the drunkard's strength is a little big." ”

Bo Siqing obviously realized that he couldn't worry too much about the drunk, so he took her hand and squeezed it.

"What did he mean?" Yun Hua couldn't help but ask.

Bo Siqing was obviously not calm, he looked at the cloud painting and hesitated: "It's hard to say the words of a drunkard." But we can wait for him to come to his senses and then ask. ”

"But I'm ...... Can't wait. "Cloud painting has a feeling of scratching the heart and lungs, as if it is hanging in one breath, not up or down, especially uncomfortable.

Bo Siqing helplessly reached out and pinched her face, "I'm waiting in a hurry." I've been waiting for so many years, and I don't care about this extra moment. ”

Yunhua puffed out his cheeks, not in a hurry for a while......

When there are no clues, let alone this for a while, even if it is two or three times, it is not in a hurry, it's just!

But the answer is on the lips......

The closer I get to the answer, the more nervous I become, the more impatient I become, and this feeling is really tormenting.

sent Ji Yan to the villa, and Ji Yan's wine was okay.

That is, talking nonsense in the car for a while, and then falling asleep.

After arriving at the villa, Bo Siqing took him to the guest room and left him there, and the housekeeper Uncle Lin asked the maid to wash Ji Yan's feet and wipe his hands and face.

Ji Yan slept like a dead pig the whole time.

When the servant came out, he took out the mobile phone that Ji Yan had been holding in his hand and handed it to Bo Siqing.

Ji Yan, who was completely asleep, naturally let go of his hand.

Bo Siqing turned on his phone and saw the picture.

Yun Hua also came over.

looked at the picture, and then looked at Bo Siqing.

The eyes are facing each other.

"Just now, Ji Yan said that he seemed to have seen Grandpa Cen's dowry to his little aunt......" Yun Hua's throat was a little dry, "What do you mean?" ”

Bo Siqing reluctantly got up and pulled her upstairs.

On the roof of the main building of the villa, there is a hanging garden, Bo Siqing took the cloud painting up, lay on a rattan chair, held her hand, and whispered: "It means that the comb may be his little aunt's thing." ”