The car drove back to Mingdai's garden villa and stopped at the door.

"Wait for me in a moment."

Twilight instructed the driver and personally helped Ming Dai out of the back seat.

Maybe it's because Ming Dai has just slept on the shoulder of Twilight for a short while, and her face looks red at this time, like a ripe peach, and when you pinch it gently, it is so tender that it can come out of the water.

But Twilight watched Mingdai's crimson from her cheeks to the back of her ears and neck, and in a state of worry, she put her palm over Mingdai's forehead.

Slightly blanched.

"Are you alright?"

Twilight hugged Mingdai and asked in a low voice.

Ming Dai opened her jewel-like eyes:

"I'm fine! Rest assured! ”

Twilight: I'm even more worried about you.

He watched as Ming Dai took two steps backwards and broke away from his embrace.

The warm temperature in the bosom cooled quickly because of the emptiness.

He Dusk, who was slightly uncomfortable, could only put his hand in his trouser pocket and watched Ming Dai move forward step by step.

His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he always felt uneasy:

"Watch your step, don't fall ......"

The words were not finished.

Mingdai, who accidentally kicked the steps, stumbled forward.

Only two meters away from her, and Twilight, her eyes were quick, and she stepped out in three steps and two steps, and stopped her from behind at the moment when Mingdai's head was about to hit the corner of the steps.

Mingdai, who was in a daze, only felt that she was shackled by the force on her waist, and then she was picked up in the air.

"Huh?"

She seemed to forget the moment she fell, and only puffed out her cheeks, looking at Twilight with dissatisfaction.

"I said I could!"

She repeated the words clearly.

At first glance, it is really sober, and there is no drunkenness at all.

But Twilight had already learned from her actions that this was not the case.

So where can she rest assured that she will continue to go back alone?

What's more, she doesn't even have anyone else in her family.

Mingdai, who was held in his arms by Twilight, was quiet for two seconds and wanted to struggle.

After a few movements, he loudly announced, "I'm coming down!" ”

And Twilight couldn't resist her, so he had to put her on the ground according to Mingdai's wishes.

Ming Dai stepped on the ground, as if stepping on cotton, crookedly, and fell back into the arms of Twilight.

Now, she finally realized that something was wrong with her.

"Huh? Am I drunk? It seems like yes. ”

I also know that I can ask and answer myself, which is really cute.

And Twilight's heart was so soft that he held Mingdai's arm steadily.

"How much did you drink tonight?"

He remembered that he had only walked away for a moment.

Even when the two of them went to say goodbye to Pei Yi'an, Ming Dai looked very normal.

Ming Dai raised a finger: "Three, four...... Six or seven cups. ”

And Twilight can understand why Ming Dai is drunk.

The cocktails that look magnificent and beautiful in color are too strong to last.

Ming Dai can endure until now, and then she will drink well, which already shows that she has a good amount of alcohol.

"You."

Sighing lightly, Twilight was naturally worried that Mingdai would go home alone.

Because of Mingdai's desperate request, Twilight didn't hug her, but just helped Mingdai to go inside.

After Ming Dai realized that she was drunk, she muttered all the way through:

"No, no."

"Something is wrong."

Talk to Twilight casually.

Mingdai was talking to herself.

"I'm a good drinker, and I rarely get drunk."

"Really?"

And twilight carelessly.

Ming Dai gradually became incoherent:

"I used to, I used to ...... a lot I've never been drunk. ”

"Used to drink a lot?"

and Twilight raised an eyebrow.

I didn't see it, but the young Ming Dai turned out to be a rebellious girl who would drink secretly.

But he didn't know what Ming Dai really meant.

Only Ming Dai, her eyes gradually deepened, as if she had seen many years ago.

At that time, for the sake of the dignity and arrogance that others seemed useless to me, she was strong in the circle, never bowed her head and flattered, and even gritted her teeth to insist on drinking, so as not to get drunk.

So Ming Dai always thought that she had a good amount of alcohol.

But the truth is-

It's not that she can't get drunk, but she doesn't dare to get drunk.

Until now, she has someone she really trusts by her side, and the vigilant thread in her head has slackened, and she can give herself to Twilight defenselessly.

As a result, even if you drink, you can get drunk with peace of mind, instead of forcing yourself to be sober.

Of course, Twilight doesn't know any of this.

He heard Mingdai muttering something in small and small ways.

Because the sound is too quiet.

also because Ming Dai didn't mean to share it with him.

So he didn't listen to a word of what Qing Ming Dai was saying.

The two of them came to the gate, and Twilight helped Mingdai and entered his fingerprints.

Drip.

The door opened smoothly.

Twilight gently hugged Mingdai inside, not forgetting to hold her crooked head so as not to hit the door frame.

Mingdai strode forward, and was about to go inside without even taking off her shoes.

"Don't worry."

Twilight whispered to soothe her.

Then, pinching Mingdai's waist, he gently hugged her to the shoe cabinet.

Ming Dai moved around uncomfortably.

Twilight crouched down and grabbed her ankles.

"Don't move," he warned. ”

Ming Dai shuddered slightly, leaning against the wall with a confused look, looking down at Twilight who had taken off her shoes for her.

In a daze, her alcohol seemed to dissipate a little.

"And Twilight ......"

"Well, I'm here."

And Twilight doesn't have a high shelf.

He willingly half-crouched in front of Mingdai and took off her shoes.

As a first-line actress, even if she is born beautiful, she still has to spend a lot of money on maintenance every month.

Those projects round her hair to her toes, and they must be delicate everywhere.

Therefore, Ming Dai's feet have just been maintained not long ago, and they are white and softer than when they were girls.

The pair of shoes that happened to be worn at night were newly bought, and they had not been worn before, and the back heel was inevitably worn a little red.

And Twilight looked down and saw it.

He rubbed his thumb against the redness, not daring to push it.

"Does it hurt?"

It doesn't seem to have broken skin.

Mingdai blinked and lowered her head.

The thick hair that hangs down like a waterfall envelops the twilight from the head, enclosing a quiet small space for the two of them.

Her breath was faintly scented with wine, wrapped in the scent of her hair, which fell like petals on Twilight's face.

"It doesn't hurt, it's itchy."

She said.

Twilight involuntarily clutched Mingda's ankles.

Mingdai moved, but did not break free.

"What are you doing?"

After a while, he suppressed the unwarranted dryness in his blood and let go of his fingers.

"It's okay, help you put on your shoes."

As he spoke, he put on Mingdai's slippers for her.

His gaze rested on the spot where his finger had pressed.

Mingdai's skin was too white, but a slight press left a faint red mark.

Of course, the red mark will soon dissipate on its own.

However, Twilight will still feel satisfied because it once existed.

It's like he has a unique connection with Mingdai.

"Alright."

He choked his divergent thoughts and picked Ming Dai down from the shoe cabinet again.