The wealthy daughter, she subdues people with force

"Who is Mama Zhou?"

In a daze, Feng Chuyue opened her eyes and looked at Mother Zhou.

"Mother Zhou took care of you from childhood, have you forgotten?"

Mother Zhou coaxed her patiently: "Let's drink the sugar water first, shall we? Eat the crane after drinking the sugar water?"

Although I don't know why my lady thought of eating cranes, but what should I do?

I can only coax her first.

But Feng Chuyue is not so easy to coax even if he is drunk.

She only glanced at the hangover tea in Mother Zhou's hand, then turned to look at Rong Henian.

"I want my little uncle!"

Uncle?Zhou Ma looked at Rong Henian, a little embarrassed.

He is not your little uncle.

"Who is the little uncle, Ah Yue?" Mother Zhou asked her in a low voice.

Feng Chuyue raised her chin: "Why don't you even know my little uncle?"

"Isn't the most handsome sword cultivator in the entire comprehension world my little uncle?"

Mother Zhou didn't understand at all.

On the contrary, Rong Henian looked at Feng Chuyue with a little interest in his eyes.

He approached the bed: "The most handsome sword cultivator in the comprehension world? Is it me?"

Is this little girl cultivating immortality in her dream?

"It is necessary, who else can compare to the little uncle?"

Feng Chuyue did not hesitate.

Rong Henian seemed to be in a good mood, and took the hangover tea soup from Zhou's mother: "She only recognizes me now, let me do it."

Zhou's mother gave him a strange look. A man's desire to win is so strange.

However, he is willing to feed his young lady to drink sober tea, he is also a good person.

Mother Zhou passed the tea soup to Rong Henian.

But where did Rong Henian serve others so well?

The first spoonful was almost fed into Feng Chuyue's nose.

Choked her into a cough.

Zhou's mother was very worried when she saw it, and she even suspected that the young master from the imperial capital was going to murder his little cutie.

"Young Master Rong, why don't you let me feed her?"

"No need." Rong Henian pulled the paper towel on the bedside and wiped it clean for Feng Chuyue.

Then continue to feed her: "Cooperate, I'll give you candy after drinking this."

Feng Chuyue seemed to hear the voice of the little uncle, and immediately opened her mouth obediently.

Much better this time.

After drinking a bowl of hangover tea soup, Feng Chuyue slammed her mouth in a daze.

Sure enough, Rong Henian peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into Feng Chuyue's mouth.

Mother Zhou took the bowl, and when she left the room, she turned her head three times at a time.

Obviously, he was worried about this Young Master Rong who didn't know what relationship he had with his own lady.

Feng Chuyue was very relieved, and tucked herself into the bed to sleep.

She was still holding Rong Henian's waist, thinking about letting him sleep with her.

Until Xue Tong knocked on the door and came in.

"Mother Zhou asked me to inform Mr. Rong that your guest room is ready."

Seeing Feng Chuyue hugging the man, Xue Tong suddenly raised his guard against him to the highest level.

Rong Henian didn't seem to see the hostility in Xue Tong's eyes, he broke Feng Chuyue's hand bit by bit: "Thank you."

Feng Chuyue was already fast asleep, but this time it was easy for Rong Henian to break apart.

She even turned over and continued to sleep facing the window.

When Rong Henian went out, Xue Tong carefully closed the door and locked it again!

She took out her mobile phone and sent Gao Xing a message, asking him to find out who this Mr. Rong is.

His intimacy with February is much more excessive than other men.

Some of the boyfriends she dated in the past in February have never even held her hand, but this one has risen to sleep with her.

The status looks unusual!

Gao Xing was drunk, didn't see the message at all, and fell asleep after returning home.

The servant tidied up the arrangement on the lawn, and the whole night was quiet.

She didn't receive a reply, so Xue Tong could only ignore it for the time being. She found Feng Chuyue's unworn pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a shower and drying my hair, I crawled into bed.

Oh, by the way, I have to find an air-conditioned quilt by myself.

Feng Chuyue doesn't like other people sleeping with her. If they want to sleep together, they can't share the same quilt, otherwise they will fight for the quilt.

This is Xue Tong and Feng Chuyue's experience in sleeping since childhood.

If there is only one quilt for two people, one person will always catch a cold the next day.

That night, both of them slept soundly.

Xue Tong was still asleep until Feng Chuyue woke up the next day.

She poked Xue Tong to wake him up.

Although Xue Tong was still sleepy, he managed to open his eyes.

Then he began to complain about Feng Chuyue: "When I came in last night, you were sleeping very soundly while hugging a man's waist."

"Ah Yue, tell me the truth, is that man your new boyfriend?"

Feng Chuyue was confused for a while, last night?

She seemed to be dreaming of her little uncle.

Little Martial Uncle is the only sword cultivator in the mysterious medical school, and she is also a great power. She secretly drank the Thousand Day Drunk of Little Martial Uncle, and then fell into a drunk.

Oh, the little uncle also fed her candy.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, tell me honestly, what is the background of that handsome guy?"

Seeing that Feng Chuyue was silent, Xue Tong pinched her face.

Feng Chuyue finally came to her senses: "He is a friend I met in the imperial capital."

"I'm drunk, and I don't even know why I hug him. Maybe I want to take advantage of him because he looks good."

Xue Tong had a disdainful expression: "I really misunderstood you, you took taking advantage of it for granted."

Feng Chuyue?

if not?

"What about others?"

"Who knows, maybe you haven't woken up yet. They took care of you when you were drunk last night, and even fed you hangover tea."

Feng Chuyue rubbed the center of her brows, only to feel her head still aching.

She simply pressed herself, and it got a little better.

"What did you do just now?" Xue Tong noticed.

Feng Chuyue definitely didn't click randomly.

"It's for sobering up, soothing nerves and dizziness."

Feng Chuyue was perfunctory to her.

How could Xue Tong let it go like this: "Then you massage me too, it hurts me too."

Feng Chuyue did not refuse, and pressed Xue Tong for 10 minutes.

She suddenly felt refreshed, and looked at Feng Chuyue with a surprised look: "Ah Yue, did you go to the imperial capital for further training? Why do I feel that you made me feel a lot better just by pressing it casually?"

"Yes, I went to the clubhouse to learn how to serve people." Feng Chuyue teased her.

Xue Tong let out a "tss", obviously not believing it.

"Get up, I'm changing clothes and getting up."

Feng Chuyue pushed Xue Tong, and changed into a T-shirt and shorts.

The hair was pulled back casually and tied into a ponytail.

She doesn't wear any makeup, and her skin is fine.

Xue Tong, on the other hand, spent a long time tidying up in her room, and when she came out, it was another little smoke.

She picked a black tank top and paired it with sequined jeans for a cool look.

When the two went downstairs, they saw Rong Henian chatting with Chu Qingying.

Chu Qingying's condition was not very good, but she cheered up and talked to Rong Henian.

After listening carefully, what Chu Qingying was talking about was all the embarrassing things about Feng Chuyue's childhood.

Seeing Feng Chuyue and Xue Tong coming down, Chu Qingying waved to them.

"Why did you just get up, Ah He has been up for a long time."

Feng Chuyue was taken aback for a moment, how long have they known each other, did they call Ah He?