Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Her eyes were puzzled, as if she really didn't know what happened.

Xing Chenyou sat on the edge of the bed and looked down at Hawsang with a very meaningful expression on his face.

"You were drunk yesterday."

Hawthorne stroked his brows, and seemed to be taken aback by this incident, "No wonder I feel a little headache."

She thought that Xing Chenyou would not just tell what they did last night.

But obviously, she obviously underestimated Xing Chenyou's face.

"Last night, you put me to sleep with the help of alcohol." Xing Chenyou said calmly, with no ups and downs in his tone, as if he was saying that he had eaten today.

Hawthorne choked on a mouthful of saliva and coughed violently.

What do you mean she put him to sleep? Although they had been scrambling to suppress each other last night, she was a woman, how could she force him to sleep!
"What nonsense are you talking about? I'm so drunk that I don't have the energy to do this kind of thing!" Hawthorne raised his head, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether it was redness or coughing. She opened the quilt and took a look inside. It seems that I understand what happened last night in seconds.

"Xing Chenyou, you are so mad! Eat my tofu while I'm drunk!"

Xing Chenyou looked at Huo Sang coldly and just pretended.

"I see you were quite comfortable last night."

Huo Sang's face became even redder, and she said angrily, "I'm a drunk person, unconscious, how can I know what comfort is! Xing Chenyou, don't talk nonsense!"

After saying this, Hawthorne himself felt that he was really drunk last night, instead of lying to Xing Chenyou.

"If you're drunk and uncomfortable, why don't you feel how it felt yesterday during the day?" Xing Chenyou suddenly put his hands on the bed, and supported Huo Sang who was still lying on the bed between his hands Down.

He bent down and stared down at her, as if he was not joking.

Xing Chenyou's deep black eyes locked on Huo Sang, as if he wanted to take her into his heart.

The deepness in those eyes caused Hawthorne to be attracted by the fame for a moment, and fell in love with him.

Huo Sang turned his face away, and immediately pushed Xing Chenyou, "You think beautiful!"

She was 'drunk' yesterday, and she could still pretend that nothing happened. If something really happened today, she can no longer pretend that nothing happened.

This is different.

Xing Chenyou was pushed away by her, watching Huo Sang sit up with the quilt in his arms.

It seemed that he just opened his mouth unintentionally, but these words immediately pierced Hawthorne's heart, and her movements froze.

"However, if you are not drunk, you should know how you felt during the day yesterday, right?"

After Huo Sang froze for a few seconds, he turned to Xing Chenyou with a stiff neck, "What do you mean?"

Did he already see through that she was pretending to be drunk?

"You look drunk all over your body." Xing Chenyou smiled, and said again, his handsome face became more and more mysterious because of this smile.

"I was already drunk!" Huo Sang shouted at Xing Chenyou as if someone had stepped on his tail.

She was already drunk, not really looking drunk!

Xing Chenyou didn't speak, just looked at her with those meaningful eyes.

Huo Sang was a little discouraged suddenly, she found that in front of Xing Chenyou, she was like his cat, teasing her from time to time, and she stretched out her paws from time to time.

Does he think this is very interesting!

Hawsang ground his teeth, glared at Xing Chenyou, and decided not to wait any longer.

Wrapped in the quilt, she used a lot of strength to shake off the quilt a little, and then went directly to the bathroom with the quilt in her arms.

Because she has no clothes on all over her body now, the hugging movement is a bit stiff, and the walking posture is stiff.

Xing Chenyou didn't stop her, and sat on the edge of the bed, watching Huo Sang wrapped in a quilt and walking towards the bathroom.

When he was about to walk, he said something indifferent.

"Actually, you don't need to wrap it up. I haven't seen any part of your body?"

Hawthorne staggered at the door of the bathroom, and fell directly wrapped in the quilt.

Seeing her clumsy movements from behind, Xing Chenyou twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Hawthorne got up a little, and slammed the bathroom door shut.

When she came out, she was refreshed, and she had already thought about how she should respond in case Xing Chenyou said something specious again.

It doesn't matter whether he sees that she is faking it or not, anyway, as long as he bites her to death and refuses to admit it.

Xing Chenyou was sitting on the bed reading a book, the light in the room was on, it looked very bright.

After Hawthorne came out, he checked the time.

Five o'clock in the morning.

When Xing Chenyou made him sleepy yesterday afternoon, Hawthorne didn't pay much attention to the time. Only after looking at it did he discover a big problem.

Xing Chenyou vented desperately during the day yesterday, and now he should be very sleepy, but why is he sitting beside his bed energetically?
Huo Sang couldn't help thinking, is Xing Chenyou a monster?

Or, are men so brave and capable of fighting? '?
"Xing Chenyou, aren't you sleepy?" Hawthorne remembered the tested pill and couldn't help asking him about his situation.

Xing Chenyou glanced at her, "Energetic."

Hawthorne was silent for a while, since he had already said that, he would not say any more.

Her admiration is overwhelming!
"Little Xingxing specially saved the food for you, eat it." Xing Chenyou closed the book, and pointed to the lunch box on the table.

Hawthorne sat down in front of the lunch box, smiling.

At this time, Hawthorne touched the food on the small table in the room, and it turned out to be warm.

She opened it, and it was full of her favorite meals.

Just one thing, she was more curious.

Huo Sauna picked up his chopsticks to eat, and after eating for a while, he looked up at Xing Chenyou who was reading a book.

"This is the dish cooked by the servant last night. Why is it still warm?" Hawthorne squinted his eyes and asked the man in front of him who was reading seriously as if he didn't notice him at all.

Xing Chenyou didn't move, didn't even react, and turned a page of the book by the way.

"You can eat as long as you are told, there are so many words."

After a while, he said coldly and quietly.

Hawthorne pursed his lips, but did not speak.

This dish, either, he heated it for her, or...

It can only be this possibility. At this time, the servant hasn't come yet.

Since he didn't admit it, Hawthorne wouldn't insist on exposing it in a boring way.

Just like the incident of getting drunk yesterday, Xing Chenyou didn't say clearly whether he knew she was pretending to be drunk.

But, anyway, if this matter is not exposed, that's fine.

Huo Sang thought about the fierceness with Xing Chenyou yesterday, and he ate a little faster.

It's too difficult to pretend to be drunk. In the future, she still won't pretend to be drunk!
Xing Chenyou raised his eyes and glanced at her, the corners of his lips curled slightly.