Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

Wen Qingyue was almost done drinking, and she was already screwing back the bottle cap when she took the photo, and asked, "Where's Big Brother? Who brought me back last night?"

She drank too much last night, her memory has been fragmented, she can't remember who brought her back, but there are those two people on the left and right, either the eldest brother or Wen Ziming.

"I brought you back, brother is still sleeping."

Before Zhao Qiuxia could speak, someone in the living room answered her.

Wen Qingyue came out of the kitchen and looked into the living room. Wen Ziming was sitting on the floor behind the sofa playing games.

"Where's my phone?" Wen Qingyue asked.

Wen Ziming's game had just ended. Looking back at her, his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, "You don't have anything else to say to me?"

Wen Qingyue looked at him inexplicably, the two looked at each other for a while, and then she said quietly: "Thank you for sending us back."

This thank you was insincere, Wen Ziming gritted his teeth and endured it, and then said: "On the porch cabinet, the mobile phone is in your bag, if you can't drink, drink less, and you will go crazy after drinking, be careful that Fu Han can't stand you. "

Wen Qingyue turned indifferently and went to get her phone, but didn't even finish listening to him.

Zhao Qiuxia glared at Wen Ziming, and scolded: "What are you talking nonsense, how can a brother curse his sister like that?"

Wen Ziming curled his lips, looked at her back and added: "By the way, you called Fu Han at six o'clock in the morning and cried about being abducted by a scammer. Remember to call him to report that you are safe."

Wen Qingyue paused, then turned around to look at him abruptly, "Didn't you tell him I drank too much?"

It's six o'clock in the morning, it's already three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's been seven or eight hours. If Wen Ziming didn't explain, would Fu Han die in a hurry?

Seeing her calm face, Wen Ziming curled his lips, "I've explained it."

Wen Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief, scratched her hair, took her mobile phone and prepared to go upstairs to her room to wash up.

She smelled of booze and was messy and sloppy.

Zhao Qiuxia stood beside her and watched her eagerly. Seeing that she was about to go upstairs, she said, "Yueyue, aren't you hungry? And your friend, do you want something to eat? I'll let Auntie warm it up."

Wen Qingyue paused, then looked back at her, "Well, let's warm it up first, I'll go upstairs to take a shower, and I'll come down to eat later."

"Okay! Mom will make some ginger tea for you to warm up." Zhao Qiuxia finally got her attention, and she was so happy with the naked eye.

Wen Qingyue nodded: "En."

Fang Xiaoyuan just woke up when Wen Qingyue returned to the room, and looked at her sleepily, "Yueyue? Where are we?"

"My family." Wen Qingyue looked down at the call records, confirming that Wen Ziming hadn't lied to her. She wanted to call Fu Han again, but her fingertips moved slightly, but stopped when they were a few millimeters away from the screen.

After thinking about it, he quit, didn't call right away, locked the screen and put the phone on the table, turned around and looked at Fang Xiaoyuan, "Do you have a headache?"

Fang Xiaoyuan hammered his head, pouted his lips and said in discomfort: "It's a little bit, drinking for a while, and after being drunk, I will never drink again in the crematorium!"

It is a common problem among contemporary young people that the flag flies up immediately.

Wen Qingyue smiled, and said: "I'll take a shower first, take a look at the clothes in my closet, and pick out the ones you like."

Fang Xiaoyuan's eyes brightened slightly, she nodded with a smile.

Soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom, Fang Xiaoyuan woke up a lot, scratched her messy hair, yawned, got up and found her mobile phone, and went downstairs to find water while replying messages.

Zhao Qiuxia had already gone into the kitchen to make ginger tea, and Wen Ziming continued to play games with headphones on. No one noticed her going downstairs, and she didn't see anyone sitting behind the sofa on the right side of the living room playing games.

Fang Xiaoyuan replied to friends' news while going downstairs. Many friends asked her to celebrate New Year's Eve today.

"Sorry, I played too late last night. I woke up after drinking too much with my friends. Please send me the location. I will go to find you later..."

Wen Ziming just heard her last sentence after a game. He took off the earphones and turned to look at the living room. His eyes met. Fang Xiaoyuan's phone was still playing his friend's voice.

"You, you..." Fang Xiaoyuan's face flushed red with embarrassment, she looked down at her clothes at a loss, her short skirt was wrinkled, and remembered her current state, her hair was messed up, her face was probably in a mess, too dirty to see. people.

"Ah——" Fang Xiaoyuan screamed and covered her face without tears, turned around and ran back, and lost her slippers halfway, she didn't stop, and went upstairs barefooted to Wen Qingyue's room.

Wen Ziming stood in the living room blankly. Zhao Qiuxia and the aunt at home came out of the kitchen when they heard the movement, looked at him and asked, "Who was yelling just now? It was so loud."

Wen Ziming: "No one, you heard wrong."

Zhao Qiuxia and her aunt looked at each other, and frowned in disbelief, but there was no one else in the living room except Wen Ziming, so they couldn't believe it, they turned and went back to the kitchen.

Thinking back on Fang Xiaoyuan's appearance just now, Wen Ziming couldn't hold back a chuckle. He glanced at the pink piggy slippers that had rolled from the stairs to the end of the stairs. He walked over and picked up the slippers, "It's so cute."

After Fang Xiaoyuan returned to the bedroom, she threw herself on the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and shouted in her heart, "Ah, shame! It's too shameful!"

Although she often plays with Jian Ying and Wen Ziming, everyone is familiar with them, but she has never been so sloppy in front of the opposite sex except her father, her image is completely ruined, woo woo woo...

"Knock Knock-"

Before she could get over the shame, there was a knock on the door.

Fang Xiaoyuan tensed up instantly like a spring, looking at the bedroom door, thumping in panic.

Who is knocking on the door at this time?

Could it be Wen Ziming?

The people outside the door waited for a while, but when there was no movement, they knocked on the door again, followed by Wen Ziming's voice: "Your slipper fell off."

Fang Xiaoyuan? ? ?

She silently looked down at her feet, her right foot was bare, and her slippers were missing.

The corners of Fang Xiaoyuan's mouth twitched slightly, and she covered her face with her hands, two lines of tears almost burst out.

She died twice in a few minutes, who is ashamed of her?

Fang Xiaoyuan: God please kill me!

Wen Ziming's voice sounded again at the door, "The slippers are left at the door, remember to take them, bare feet will catch cold."

Immediately afterwards, Fang Xiaoyuan heard footsteps leaving at the door.

She was slightly startled, and waited for the sound to disappear before walking to the door, opening the door, and the pink pig slippers lay quietly in the doorway.

Fang Xiaoyuan put on her slippers with a blushing face, closed the door and continued to bury her on the bed to mourn her lost image.

Wen Qingyue came out after washing, and what she saw was the corpse of a beautiful girl lying on the bed with her soul lost.

"what happened to you?"

The "beautiful girl's corpse" Fang Xiaoyuan seemed to have returned to her body, and said with nothing to love: "Yueyue, I don't want to live anymore!"

The corner of Wen Qingyue's mouth twitched slightly, what happened while she was taking a bath?

Fang Xiaoyuan said without waiting for her to ask, "I was thirsty just now, and I went downstairs to find water. I forgot that this was your house, and I didn't expect Brother Ziming to be there. I was sloppy, and he saw me."

"That's it?" Wen Qingyue thought it was something.

Fang Xiaoyuan cried: "Isn't this serious? How embarrassing! And when I ran away, my slippers ran away, it's so embarrassing!!"