In order to go home, Fang Zhao specially asked for help from the uncle who was about to close the stall, and the uncle was driving an old-fashioned tricycle, and he happened to pass by Yan Shu's house after some inquiry.

A consensus was reached, and the old man said that he could carry them one floor.

Half an hour later, Fang Zhao dragged Yan Shu out with great difficulty, it was too difficult to go up to the second floor, so she simply found a guest room downstairs.

In the guest room, Fang Zhao straightened the person on the bed and pulled off his two leather shoes.

Finally, I left the sobering medicine and put it on the bedside table.

After some maneuvering, she almost had to leave, turned around, as if she was caught by something, and suddenly turned around, and the man grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Release, I'm going back." She leaned over to crack Yan Shu's fist.

I couldn't break it, but it turned out to be tighter, my body was fluttering lightly, I don't know where the strength came from, the person on the bed dragged Fang Zhao straight over, he moved, and Fang Zhao was tightly detained into his arms.

After a pause, a tingling sensation surged up her scalp and began to struggle: "Yan Shu, let go." ”

"Strict! I'm going back! ”

She moved her body, and the bigger the movement, the tighter the person hugged her, and finally Fang Zhao was tired and let Yan Shu hug her.

"Don't move" Yan Shu leaned close to her ear, head against head: "Fang Zhao, can I hold you for a while." ”

"Just for a moment." His voice is low and magnetic.

Hearing this, Fang Zhao's face didn't know why it suddenly became hot, and the scorching heat rolled in.

Yan Shu hugged him very tightly, as if he wanted to devour the people under him.

Her heart was beating uncontrollably.

The whole room was filled with the sound of beating hearts, I don't know whose it is, no one knows whose heart is beating, they can only tell their hearts over and over again: stop beating, if you beat again, you will be discovered.

His chin was against the top of his head, Fang Zhao completely gave up resistance, and stuck to his warm chest, the faint smell of wine mixed with the fresh floral fragrance made Fang Zhao a little dizzy.

Unconsciously fell asleep in the fragrance of flowers.

The next morning, under the prompting of the biological clock, Yan Shu woke up quickly, and for some reason his arm couldn't help but feel numb, he tilted his head to meet the man's eyes, and the man's face had a pair of blue and purple black circles on his face.

Fang Zhao?

Yan Shu quietly looked at the person in his arms, his smooth cheeks, and he couldn't remember half of his memories.

It can't be that he was drunk last night and forced Fang Zhao to bring it. Yan Shu thought so, and quickly pulled out his numb arm.

With his arm withdrawn, Fang Zhao's head fell short for a while, and he reacted and subconsciously glanced at the person next to him: "Awake?" ”

She rubbed her sporadic sleepy eyes and struggled to sit up, her shoulder blades ached, and when she looked back at Yan Shu, she found that he was still dazed.

"You were drunk last night." Fang Zhao explained: "The bar called and asked me to pick you up. Don't remember? ”

"You've got a lot of strength," she laughed dryly, and quickly got up from the bed.

Thinking like this, it seemed like something he could do, he got drunk and went crazy and asked the staff to dial Fang Zhao's phone: "Oh. He rubbed the back of his neck.

"I'm leaving." Fang Zhao said, straightening his clothes.

I don't know why he stopped people in one bite: "Don't yet." ”

"I'll let my aunt cook."

Fang Zhao paused.

The suit full of wine was changed by Yan Shu, he took a shower and just came out of the bathroom, his sexy Adam's apple trembled slightly, there were still a few drops of water hanging on his collarbone, and his undried hair was dripping slightly.

He pulled out the towel around his neck and rubbed his head, a pair of black pupils exuded a cold cold light, and the whole person was lazy and sexy.

He casually threw the towel aside and sat down opposite Fang Zhao.

Auntie made preserved egg lean porridge and steamed dumplings today.

Yan Shu put a piece of steamed dumplings in his mouth: "Yesterday was more rude." He stirred the preserved egg and lean broth in the bowl.

Fang Zhao smiled awkwardly: "I'll send you back, you help me keep the silk scarf." ”

"It's flat." She took a sip of porridge and said calmly.

Yan Shu didn't seem to like to hear similar words, the spoon was at the bottom of the bowl, and his eyebrows were compact: "Have you been back to Nancheng recently?" ”

She nodded bluntly without concealing it: "Go back." ”

Yan Shu raised his eyes: "You go back by yourself?" ”

"Yes."

"I'll go back to Nancheng too." Yan Shu said.

Fang Zhao thought for a moment: "Accompany your grandmother?" ”

"Let's go back together, Fang Zhao." Yan Shu lowered his eyebrows.

"No need." She paused and stared at his palm: "My assistant booked the ticket." ”

"Oh."

After a long time, he asked again: "Fang Zhao, do you have to refuse?" ”

"Can't you say no?" Fang Zhao licked his lips and met his eyes: "Yan Shu." I don't seem to have anything to do with you. ”

If you break up, you should be decent.

"Xiaoya." After returning home, Fang Zhao made a video call to Xiaoya.

After connecting, several faces appeared over there, and the person on the screen spoke: "Sister Zhao!" I just got home this morning. ”

Immediately after that, she enthusiastically introduced Fang Zhao to her family, and the camera kept floating up and down: "Parents, this is Sister Zhao who takes care of her very much." ”

The screen was surprised, "Oops! Isn't that summer love! ”

Xia Qing is a role played by Fang Zhao.

"Mom and Dad, that's a TV series, don't get confused....." Xiaoya arranged in a whisper.

Fang Zhao smiled and greeted the screen: "Uncle and aunt, Happy New Year." ”

"Happy New Year to you, too! Yaya's work is thanks to your care! ”

"No, I should thank Xiaoya for helping me a lot."

Xiao Ya showed half of her forehead: "By the way, Sister Zhao, why are you calling?" ”

"I want to ask if you have booked your train ticket to Nancheng," Fang Zhao muttered, "I asked you to book it yesterday." ”

A look of shock flashed across her face, and she said straight, "It's over." ”