Yan Zhizhou gently propped up the mattress and wanted to get up, but was hugged tightly by Fu Xin and couldn't break free.

He sighed helplessly: "Then I'll accompany you, and you will sleep obediently?"

"Uh-huh."

The half-drunk man nodded heavily, his eyes shining with hope.

Yan Zhizhou's "accompaniment" is really the kind of companionship that simply coaxes children.

However, the little drunkard was obviously not satisfied with this, and approached his face and rubbed it again and again.

That's it.

The point is, she still gnaws!

Yan Zhizhou's face was full of the word "collapse": "Don't drink in the future, okay?"

Hearing this, Fu Xin was stunned for a moment, looked up at him, and his eyes were puzzled: "How can you tease the senior without drinking?"

Confidently.

Stand to reason.

Dare to love her to be drunk like this, just to tease him reasonably, right?

Yan Zhizhou's original sleepiness had already disappeared completely under her teasing.

He imitated the long sound that Fu Xin usually deliberately dragged out, and sighed lightly: "Chu Huaihuai Huaihuai, aren't you sleepy?"

When the words fell, Fu Xin just tugged at his collar, and when he heard this, he deliberately looked up at him, then yawned and took a sip of wine.

Yan Zhizhou: "......"

It really proved that it was not easy for her to endure sleepiness and tease herself.

She stretched out her hand and pulled him twice on the face: "Beauty, give Ye a smile."

Yan Zhizhou: "......"

The palace drama that loved the concubine and came to the concubine a second ago became a little girl in the Qinglou in a blink of an eye.

He indulged the little drunkard to mess around, smiled cooperatively, and said, "Guest officer, if I sing you a little song, you will sleep obediently, how about it?"

Fu Xin seemed to think seriously for two seconds, in fact, he was only in a daze for two seconds, and then he let out a "hmm" in hindsight and obediently listened to the song on his stomach.

Yan Zhizhou didn't know what to sing, so he simply sang a little love song.

"It's a simple little love song, singing the twists and turns of people's hearts, I think I'm happy, when there is your warmth, the air at my feet turns ......"

Fu Xin listened and slowly closed his eyes, but he didn't let go of his hand.

And Yan Zhizhou was also sleepy while singing, and slowly fell asleep.

Wake up the next day.

"Holy!"

Fu Xin's words were earth-shattering, and by the way, Yan Zhizhou woke up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw her hands around his waist, and his palm also fell on the back of her head, lying face to face, how ambiguous and ambiguous this posture was.

Yan Zhizhou instantly remembered what happened last night, afraid that she would misunderstand, and was about to explain.

Unexpectedly, this guy nervously let go of his hand, quietly looked up at him, and smiled awkwardly: "What, I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

Yan Zhizhou: "......" is quite self-aware, knowing what he will do to people when he is drunk, not what will be done to others.

"Nope." He stood up on the mattress and rubbed his temples, "You just picked me up and hugged me and said you wanted to sleep with me." ”

Nothing more......

Cough.

Looking at Yan Zhizhou's helpless expression, Fu Xin smiled.

"Don't mind, baby, didn't I fall asleep?"

Yan Zhizhou choked, and he really slept like you, and now you are not so radiant.

Although Fu Xin was drunk like that, he still had a vague impression in his mind, and he only remembered that he seemed to be hugging and kissing him, so that he had to restrain himself while being teased by himself, and it was not easy.

"Ahem, don't be disappointed, it's a big deal to sleep back next time."