Are you okay?

The person who asks this question may not want the answer at all, and when she says it, it seems as if she has already established that you can't.

It is well known that men are outrageously sensitive to these three words.

Therefore, when Shen Fanyin was drunk and leaned on the sofa softly, Jing Zeheng not only gave her a hug, but pinched her chin and asked:

"Do you think I can do it?"

Shen Fanyin was a little drunk, ignoring his hand pinching his chin, but smiled and bent his eyes.

"Brother, you lied to me, you weren't drunk at all...... You're just calling me a child!"

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Well, he forgot about it for a while.

He was trying to figure out how to fool her over, when his shoulders sank, and her little hands rested on his.

Shen Fanyin's eyes were extremely bright, she looked at Jing Zeheng's eyes, her lips red with red wine pursed slightly, and she looked at him with a little dissatisfaction: "Forget it this time, don't call me that in the future...... I hit someone, but it hurts."

The soft and sultry voice is like a seductive Gu, lingering in his ears.

He brushed the shredded hair from her cheeks and asked softly, "Why can't you scream?"

Shen Fanyin frowned, didn't turn his head and took a piece of beef jerky, and said while gnawing, "It's not allowed."

Her voice was muffled, dragging a long, languid tone, but it was exceptionally firm.

What is buried in the bottom of my heart cannot be traced by a little alcohol.

Jing Zeheng smiled.

His thoughts and thoughts are also her thoughts.

He took the decanter, and there was not much red liquid left, and he asked her, "Do you still drink it?"

"Drink! Fight again! I'm okay!"

Shen Fanyin raised his empty wine glass at him arrogantly.

Jing Zeheng only poured a small sip for her, and poured the rest into his wine glass.

Before he could raise his glass at her, his cell phone rang on the coffee table.

Shen Fanyin got closer to the coffee table, picked up the mobile phone and handed it to him: "Give."

She was a little confused, and accidentally touched the answer button when she took the phone, and when Jing Zeheng took the phone, the four people on the phone screen were looking at him in shock.

He cleared his throat and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You're with Yinne?" Jing Yao looked at him suspiciously.

If he heard it right, the soft "give" just now was his daughter's voice!

Jing Zeheng glanced at the time: "It's half past twelve in the evening in China, of course I'm with her."

Yan Ya asked suspiciously, "You don't sleep at half past twelve? What are you doing together?"

"Fanyin's new store opens today, so let's celebrate at home." Jing Zeheng said lightly.

"Huh? Is it the aunt?"

Yan Ya's voice was like a prompt to summon Shen Fanyin, her little head tilted, and she leaned over, "Auntie, I miss you so much!"

Seeing Shen Fanyin's flushed face and slightly drunk eyes, Yan Ya was stunned, and her voice rose an octave: "Jing Zeheng, are you still a person?" You drink your voice like this?"

"Auntie, I'm not drunk, really." Without waiting for Jing Zeheng to explain, she said to herself, "Today's turnover is 300,000, I'm happy, hehe."

The four people on the other end of the phone were stunned, and then praised it.

"Yinyin is really powerful, and it is so good to have such an achievement at such a young age."

"That's it, better than your two brothers!"

"Jing Zeheng, look at Yinyin, and then look at yourself! The board of directors can run out halfway, and the older you get, the more unreliable you become, right?"

They called, firstly, to care about the operation of Shen Fanyin's new store, and secondly, because of the fact that Jing Zeheng left the board of directors of Shenghua today.

Jing Zeheng smiled lightly when he heard this: "Coax the little girl to go."

「……」

Jing Zeheng is holding a mobile phone in one hand and wearing a ring

He took a sip from his glass with his left hand, and showed his ring very "naturally", saying, "We're going to get ready for bed, is there anything else?"

Looking at the ring on his middle finger, the four pairs of eyes were suddenly filled with surprise.

Jing Zeheng has never worn jewelry, so suddenly there is an extra ring, it must be related to his daughter-in-law!

All of a sudden, work didn't matter, the board of directors didn't matter, and they forgot the purpose of their own call.

"Okay, okay, get some rest early!"

"Yes, don't be too busy with your work, take your time and leave it to the employees to do the same!"

"Son, girls love Jiao, you can't scare people with her cold face, you know?"

The bits and pieces of instructions continued for a while before they ended.

When Jing Zeheng hung up the phone, he found that the little girl had fallen asleep on his arm.

She breathed steadily, slept soundly, a small hand clenched into a fist on his arm, and the dependence that inadvertently showed was unaware of herself.

He put down his phone, turned sideways and gently took her into his arms.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, she slept very steadily, and she was reluctant to open her eyes when he moved, so she found a comfortable position in his arms, pillowed his shoulder, and slept peacefully.

Looking at her sleeping face, he was so emotional that he leaned over and gave her a light kiss on the center of her eyebrows.

She didn't notice this, only felt a little itchy, and rubbed her face into his arms. She didn't know that he was the one who started it, and that her behavior was no different from that of the little sheep jumping into the wolf's arms by itself.

Jing Zeheng kissed her on the cheek again, then quickly calmed down, got up and picked her up, and stuffed her back into the bed.

His fingertips ran across her face, eventually resting on her petal-soft lips.

"Good night."

He whispered.

Next.

Shen Fanyin was a little dazed when she woke up, tugging on the quilt, she found that her memory was stuck in chatting with her aunt, and she completely forgot how she slept in bed.

She's ...... Fragmented?

Is this what it feels like to be drunk?

She sat on the bed for a long time, she didn't understand what was worth indulging in this feeling of empty mind after waking up, and she couldn't understand Su Muren's behavior of being addicted to vegetables.

After a while, she looked at the time consciously, and then she exclaimed in surprise and jumped out of bed in a hurry.

It was ten o'clock!

Sure enough, drinking may not solve your worries, but it must be wrong.

Fortunately, the wine that Jing Zeheng took yesterday was all top-notch wine, even if she was drunk, she was not uncomfortable today. After washing up and getting dressed, Shen Fanyin stuffed a bag of broken lapis lazuli into his backpack and hurriedly ran downstairs.

Next to the stairs, Uncle Wang looked at her with a smile: "Miss, breakfast is ready, how about drinking some porridge?"

"Thank you, Uncle Wang," Shen Fanyin's footsteps were fast, "I won't eat, I have to go out today."

Uncle Wang had expected her to be in such a hurry, so he took a paper bag from the maid and handed it to her as he walked out with her: "The driver is already waiting, the gift for Duan Lao is in the car, this is a packed breakfast, and the young lady is eating it on the way."

Shen Fanyin's footsteps slowed down a little, and he asked suspiciously, "Gift?"

"The young master arranged it in the morning." Uncle Wang replied with a smile.

Shen Fanyin was a little dazed, took the breakfast, and was stunned because he didn't think that he should say something.

Even the gifts were prepared for her, and he was too considerate.

For the first time in her life, Shen Fanyin felt that the girl who could marry this man must have saved the galaxy in her previous life.

She came to Duan's hometown with a complicated mood, and when she entered the door, she heard a sincere apology:

「…… It's his fault that he didn't grasp the proportions when he was drunk, but I can guarantee that he is definitely just acting on the spot, and Xiao Zhou has fallen in love with him all these years......

The voice stopped abruptly when Shen Fanyin stepped into the living room, and the couple on the sofa looked at her, their brows furrowed at the same time.

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