Five years later, she surprised the world with her Zaizai

Beer after beer.

Ning Nuannuan sat in a noisy place, drinking wine silently, trying to suppress the longing.

unfair!

Why can he and Gong Lingyue discuss marriage in Qingzhen, and why should she miss him here?

But when she thought of Bo Shiyan's time and again taking risks alone for her and the things he silently did for her, she realized that the more she wanted to forget, the more deeply she remembered.

"Dog man... you've made me so angry!" Ning Nuannuan muttered to herself with her almond-shaped eyes covered.

The wine is finished.

Ning Nuannuan waved her little hand and called for three more bottles.

Seeing such a beautiful woman like Ning Nuannuan, the owner of the food stall was blushing after drinking. He couldn't help reminding: "Guest, you are a bit drunk. Do you want to drink less?"

"No need." Ning Nuannuan raised her face and waved her hand casually, "I'm not drunk."

Hearing what she said, the boss could only give Ning Nuannuan three more bottles of beer.

Here are three bottles of beer.

Ning Nuannuan was a little drunk. She lay on the table and fell asleep.

The man not far away made sure she was asleep, then took off his mask and walked to the food stall owner, paid the bill for her, and carried her on his back.

The movements of her back startled Ning Nuannuan, and she couldn't help but twist a few times and groan to express her dissatisfaction.

However, perhaps because she was used to Bo Shiyan's body temperature and smell, she didn't really wake up. She lay behind him and naturally hooked her small hands around his neck.

Bo Shiyan carried her on his back and got into the back seat of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Sitting in the cab, Yi Yang glanced at Bo Shiyan and Ning Nuannuan. She was no longer shocked as before, but skillfully pressed down the barriers in the front and rear rows, silently excluding herself from the two masters.

Bo Shiyan pulled Ning Nuannuan's body closer to his arms and put her head on his chest.

This little girl is really disturbing!

If she allowed herself to drink so much outside, it would be dangerous. Will he definitely appear in front of her?

He wanted to teach her a lesson.

He wanted her to have a longer memory.

But in the end, he found that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Holding Ning Nuannuan carefully, Bo Shiyan sighed softly, feeling so complicated that he didn't know how to describe it. He knew that his behavior was undoubtedly testing on the edge of danger. Once Ning Nuannuan woke up halfway, he would discover his disguise.

As if by mistake, Bo Shiyan slowly leaned forward.

His lips... landed on her lips accurately.

At first, Bo Shiyan only wanted to have a taste, but when their lips touched, he couldn't help but ask her for more.

suddenly.

Ning Nuannuan opened her hazy apricot eyes, and her gaze fell on the man's face.

"Bo...Bo Shiyan..."

Hearing this, the man's body was startled.

He thought she would wake up, but he never thought she would really wake up. If the little girl asked him, why would she lie to him? Should he keep making up new excuses, or tell her truthfully that he doesn't have much time left?

This kind of suffering made Bo Shiyan purse his lips tightly and his pupils tightened.

Just when Bo Shiyan was hesitating, Ning Nuannuan closed her almond-shaped eyes again and pouted her little mouth in a self-deprecating tone: "I... I was probably really drunk... so drunk that I thought he would show up here. In front of me?"

This word——

After Bo Shiyan heard this, his heartstrings were instantly tightened, and his eyes looking at Ning Nuannuan became more complicated.

Hearing her drunken confession, he didn't know whether he should be grateful or disappointed.

Bo Shiyan looked at Ning Nuannuan's little face that had fallen asleep again, and couldn't help but be lost in thought for a long time. In the end, he picked up the silver mask, put it on his face again, and disguised himself as the eldest son of the Yan family who was burned beyond recognition.

Not daring to take Ning Nuannuan any further, Bo Shiyan could only hold her tighter, and still tighter.