"It's me!"
He said faintly!
Zhuo Jian raised her hand and gently patted his face, "Oh! It's warm! It's not an illusion!"
Fu Yanye's heart ached, and he removed her hand from his face, seizing her with irritation, "Don't drink so much ever again."
Zhuo Jian laughed and then leaned into his embrace, "Okay!"
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a surge of emotions, smelling her hair fragrance and unconsciously gripping her hand tighter.
Su Bai was just worried she had drunk too much to get home, but after following, he could only stop in his tracks.
Fu Yanye hugged her as they entered the room.
Fu Yanye, ah!
So he couldn't help but worry either?
Yet he kept saying he didn't like that type!
Even when Lin Ruxiang said her heart was hurting, he numbly just took her to the hospital.
Fu Yanye took her into the room and after closing the door, looked down at her who couldn't even open her eyes from drunkenness and asked her, "To the sofa or to the bed?"
