Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Sichen protested, "I'm not a child anymore."

Yu Shinan glanced at her and refused.

"It's rare to be happy today. I'll drink with you too. Just a little."

Fu Sichen pinched a little space with his fingers, but Yu Shinan was unmoved.

"This wine is strong, otherwise don't drink it..."

After being kicked hard on the leg, Yu Gan glanced at Fu Sichen, "Well, it shouldn't be a problem if you drink a little. We agreed that you should drink less, or you'll get a headache if you drink too much."

Fu Sichen nodded vigorously, "I know, I'm here for the atmosphere."

Avoiding Yu Shinan's sight, Yu Gan took the wine and poured it for Fu Sichen, and poured a little bit into the bottom of a cup, "This white wine, go ahead, try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll get you a bottle of fruit wine."

"No, I just want to accompany you." Fu Sichen squinted his eyes and smiled, then glanced at Yu Shinan quietly, and said coquettishly, "Brother Nan, don't be so stern, I'll just drink a little, if you really want Don't you still have you when I'm drunk, take me back to my room."

She was defenseless against him.

Yu Shinan sighed faintly, but she knew that he was not as gentlemanly as she thought.

"Drink less."

The man dropped two words, looked at the meals put down by the waiter, and adjusted the order of the dishes.

Fu Sichen stared at the dinner plate in front of him, his nose aching.

It's her favorite dish.

Yu Gan said, "Sister, try our chef's skills."

Fu Sichen hummed, she picked up a piece of fried mint pancake with her chopsticks, narrowed her eyes, "It's delicious."

Yu Gan laughed, there are so many differences in this kind of homely practice, and the food is not exquisite.

Similarly, the delicious food in Fu Sichen's mouth was not all that delicious, because Brother Nan still remembered what she liked to eat.

And she prefers to pick it from Aunt Ding's garden, wash it, and watch him fry delicious mint pancakes for her.

This wine is really too strong.

Fu Sichen only drank a third of the cup, and was already shaking when he walked.

Yu Gan smiled at her, "Is that okay? Look at how many fingers are there?"

Fu Sichen pushed his hand away, pouted disapprovingly, "It's just the first time I drink."

Seeing her walking crookedly, Yu Shinan really complied with that sentence, and no one would accept her, so he supported the wall.

Yu Gan thought it was funny, this girl was drunk and Jiaohan didn't look like a drunken ugliness, so he reached out to help her.

Before his hand touched Fu Sichen, someone pinched his arm. The pinched acupuncture point was so precise that Yu Gan shook his hand in pain.

Brother what are you doing?Who did I offend?
Yu Shinan reached out and grabbed the woman who was staggering to one side, and pulled her to his side to stabilize her.

Fu Sichen looked at him with a raised face, raised her fingers, and tiptoed to touch his face. When the man tilted her head, she threw herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hung herself On him, "Brother Nan, send me back, I don't want to be a brother."

"Me, what's wrong with me?" Yu Gan held his arms and jumped, "Sister, what you said is wrong!"

No matter how beastly he is, he won't be beastly to his own sister.

"You got Miss Ruan drunk." Fu Sichen pursed his lips, and his expression suddenly became aggrieved when he said this.

Yu Gan's face darkened an inch, this will really become his dark history.

"Brother Nan, do you like Miss Ruan like that?" Fu Sichen turned her head to look at him again. The gesture of her arms around his neck brought the two of them very close. The breath only sprayed on the face, the heart was hot, and the blood in the body was about to move.

"No." Yu Shinan denied, reaching out and pulling off Fu Sichen's arm, "I'll take you back, which room do you live in?"

His arm was torn off by him, Fu Sichen simply wrapped it around his waist, buried his face in his chest, "Brother Nan, I can't walk anymore, my legs are weak."

"Don't be brave if you can't drink it." Yu Shinan's voice was deep, and he turned his head to look at Yu Gan with a little cold eyes.

This is to blame him for giving Si Chen wine.

Yu Gan rubbed his nose, "I really didn't expect her wine to be so light. Then why is she living in 1308, you send her back, I still have something to do."

It's really troublesome for this woman to be drunk, Yu Gan hurriedly found an excuse and slipped away.

Is Fu Sichen drunk?

drunk.

She had never touched this type of wine, but it would be fair to say that she was completely confused.

In the daze, there is still a trace of clarity.

It's great to be drunk, you can use it to act coquettishly, and when you wake up, you can blame it all, isn't it?

Fu Sichen's face was on his chest, and he could hear his heartbeat when he put his ear on it. The speed was a bit fast, but before she could distinguish the person carefully, he grabbed one arm, "Let's go, I'll see you off." past."

"I don't... I can't leave."

Fu Sichen squatted down directly and didn't walk.

Yu Shinan had a headache looking at the cheating woman.

"Brother Nan, carry me on your back, I really can't walk anymore." Fu Sichen squatted and stretched out his slender arms towards him.

Her face was smudged red by the alcohol, and the redness seeping from the fair and delicate skin was so tender that it made people's hearts flutter.

Yu Shinan opened his eyes, but finally compromised. He squatted down in front of her, and the woman jumped on him with a smile. She threw herself on his back, wrapping her arms around his neck, and there seemed to be a smile in her voice, "Okay gone."

The man stood up, and it was effortless for him to carry her on his back, but the woman's soft body was tightly pressed against his back, Yu Shinan tried his best to ignore the strangeness brought about by this difference.

Fu Sichen pressed her face against his neck. His skin was dark and completely different from hers. She moved her face, and her lips were printed on his neck. He stopped, even his footsteps stopped.

When Fu Sichen tilted his head, his lips slid across his neck, like an accidental touch.

Her eyes were astringent, and her voice was lazy and charming after drinking, and she seemed to be crying with a hint of grievance, "Miss Ruan is very cute, and I am too, not bad."

"Not bad." He affirmed her.

It was Han Yigui who had lost his mind.

"Then why can't you like me?"

Yu Shinan couldn't answer this question.

"I'm also very young, and I'm not ugly. I just gave birth to a child, but I'm also in good shape and don't have a small belly." She whispered in his ear, still very aggrieved, "You gave me the last time The clothes I bought are one size too small, so I’m flat in your eyes? I’m also protruding, I’m not lying to you, I’m really not, feel it if you don’t believe me.”

This kind of words drilled into his ears one after another, like splitting his head, forcefully stuffing her appearance into his brain.

All the barriers he set up were chopped up by her.

Because it's really not good to take the elevator with her on your back, there are too many people.

So Yu Shinan carried her up the safe stairs, a short flight of stairs, normally he was out of breath and blushing, but now he was sweating, and the roots of his ears were burning hot.

He quickened his pace and led him to the room.

Fu Sichen's finger was pressed against the scar on the back of his head, and the thread had already been pulled out. The bleeding was so severe that day that he was frightened to death. Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound, but how could the needle and thread pass through the flesh without pain.

"Brother Nan, are you in pain?"

"It doesn't hurt."

The man's voice was tense, he stopped in front of the door, and swiped his card.

"You lied. It must hurt. I feel the pain." Fu Sichen burst into tears.

Tears dripped hotly on his neck, and the next moment the woman's soft lips pressed against his scars, gently kissing his scars.

The room card in his hand was not held firmly and fell to the ground.

The door is closed.

The whole room was dark.

Moonlight and landscape lights outside the farm bring in the light.

Yu Shinan leaned against the wall, his palm resting on her shoulder, the fire in his eyes seemed to be on fire.