"I want to rest for a while." Rong He said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ye Zhiwei realized that Rong Yu hadn't slept for a few hours in the past two days, and he had drunk so much wine with Ye Shengguo.

She propped her elbows and struggled to get up on her legs.

"Brother, I'll take you there."

"Hmm."

She grabbed Rong He with both hands and pulled him up from the couch.

"Do you need me to hold you?" Ye Zhifu turned around and asked.

"No, you don't."

Ye Zhifu nodded, took Rong He to her room, and she unscrewed the door to open the lock and pushed it open.

Rong He suddenly grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the room, and slammed the bedroom door shut.

"Brother......

Before Ye Zhilu could scream, Rong He grabbed her hands and buckled her to the door panel and couldn't move!

Her heart suddenly rose to her throat, her pupils widened, and she stared at Rong He without blinking, and his thin lips suddenly covered were like a hot flame.

Rong You's lips had just touched, and before he could pry open his teeth, a warm voice sounded outside.

"No, come out and help me."

Rong and the movement paused, frowning unhappily.

Why come to her at this time!

Ye Zhilu heard Wen Fang's voice, and pushed Rong You's chest impatiently.

"Brother......" she snorted.

Rong He's grip on her shoulder tightened, and he bit her lower lip with a sense of punishment.

"Sizzle......" Ye Zhilu shrunk his shoulders in pain.

Hearing Ye Zhifu's cry of pain, Rong He slowly let go of her, lowered his head and lowered his eyes, staring at her with a pair of hazy eyes.

Ye Zhilu rubbed the bitten lower lip with the back of his hand, lowered his voice and said to Rong He: "I'll come in later." ”

With that, she turned around and unscrewed the doorknob lock, and squeezed through the crack in the door with ease.

When leaving the room, Wen Fang and the nanny were cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in the restaurant, and Ye Zhilu stepped forward to help.

"No, no, your dad is drunk today, I'll clean up the mess in the bedroom later, you boil a pot of sobering soup, and send a bowl to Rong He by the way, he also drank a lot tonight."

Ye Zhifu nodded and responded, "Okay." ”

Then, Wen Fang handed over the rest of the work to the nanny and went to the master bedroom.

Ye Zhiru went to the kitchen to turn on the fire to cook the decanting soup, and when Wen Fang came back, the decanting soup in the casserole was already boiling and boiling.

Ye Zhilu first put a bowl in the tray and handed it to Wen Fang.

When Wen Fang took the decanting soup, she reminded gently: "No, no, leave the rest to me and the nanny, you rest early." ”

"Hmm."

Wen Fang nodded, and when she turned around, she suddenly thought of something, she turned her head to look at Ye Zhifu again, and a kind smile melted between her gentle eyebrows.

"No, no, I came into contact with this Rong He today, and my aunt thinks that he is indeed better than Su Ze, and your father likes him very much. Auntie retracted her previous prejudices against him, and Auntie sincerely blesses you, as long as he treats you well, Auntie hopes that you can go to the end. ”

Ye Zhiwei's eyes were hot, since her mother died, Wen Fang was really good to Ye Shengguo and her.

has always regarded her as his own, and he has never given birth since marrying Ye Shengguo.

Ye Zhiwei has long regarded her as a mother in his heart.

She nodded with tears in her eyes, her voice a little choked.

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Wen."

Wen Fang's face was piled up with a soft smile, and her gentle eyes were soaked with tears of bitterness and relief.

"No need to ......"

With that, she turned her head and left the kitchen.

When Ye Zhilu returned to the room with the sobering soup, he saw that Rong He had already fallen asleep on the bed.

She gently put down the sobering soup, sneaked to the bed, leaned over and stretched out her fingers to pause at a distance of one centimeter from his facial features, slightly bending her fingertips to outline his handsome and good-looking facial features.