After binding the childbirth system, I won numb

The next day.

Li Yaoyao woke up from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes.

She was sleepy and stroking her forehead. She had a headache from yesterday's hangover.

Suddenly, she woke up.

Yesterday, I went to the Di Tian Bar and ordered a drink. Then? Then what?

[Where am I? Where is this?] She was terrified, her beautiful eyes full of fear.

She quickly lifted the quilt and looked at herself.

It was so scary, but it was okay. She felt relieved.

The clothes are still on his body and it looks like they have never been taken off.

She looked around cautiously. The room was large and simply furnished. The floor was covered with a soft blanket that didn't feel cold even if she walked barefoot.

She walked towards the door, put her hand on the doorknob, and gently pushed it open.

This is a Western-style house: above the fireplace, there is an oil painting hanging horizontally. It depicts a young girl, her chin supported by one hand, her beautiful eyes slightly drooping, as she sits in deep thought.

Two large sofas of different styles were placed against the wall, separated in an "eight" shape, in front of the fireplace. Opposite was an exquisite piano table, and in a vase that had been cleared after the rain, were a few plum blossoms that had not yet fully blossomed. On the wall inside hung four scrolls of Wu Changshuo's cursive script, which were vivid and concise, and more interesting to look at as a whole than to read each word individually.

There was a coffee table and two low chairs with backrests under the wall. There was a round table in the middle, surrounded by four round chairs. The floor was covered with carpet. Light came in directly from between two tall and long windowsills, and the whole room was bright enough. A wall clock on the right wall was ticking softly.

The person sitting on the sofa in the living room also heard the sound of the door opening and turned around.

This, this face...

It’s General Fu!

It’s the face that often appears on the Empire’s official website, and the one who is ranked first on the list of the most sleepy people!

Li Yaoyao's face turned red with excitement, and she stood there blankly, not moving.

"Miss Li."

His voice was extremely calm, and except for a slight hoarseness, no emotion could be heard.

"Fu, General Fu."

Li Yaoyao said stumblingly. Until now, she still couldn't believe that she actually met General Fu.

Fu Chuji: "Miss Li, you got drunk in the bar yesterday. I was afraid that you might get into an accident, so I took the initiative to bring Miss Li back to my home. Miss Li, don't mind. Miss Li, don't worry, no one has ever lived in your room."

Li Yaoyao waved her hands hastily and said, "Don't mind, don't mind. I still have to thank General Fu! If it weren't for you, I don't know what kind of accident would have happened?!"

It was as if he suddenly remembered that he was drunk and was afraid that he would lose control of himself when drunk.

Li Yaoyao blushed and asked tentatively, "General Fu, I was drunk yesterday, but I didn't do anything, did I?"

Looking at Li Yaoyao's nervous face and her fingers tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, Fu Chuji felt soft in his heart.

"Don't worry, Miss Li. You were very well behaved yesterday."

The end of his voice was evocative of a smile, and his voice was clean and gentle, like a feather gently scratching her heart.

Only then did Li Yaoyao feel relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

"General Fu, thank you." Li Yaoyao thanked him tenderly. Her beautiful eyes stared at him, the heat in them seemed to burn.

"You're welcome, Miss Li."

Fu Chuji also looked back, the heat in his eyes seemed to be able to burn a person to death.

Li Yaoyao's pretty face turned red and she lowered her head.

After a long while, she raised her head and said in a soft and tender voice, "General Fu, I should go home."

"Okay, then I'll take Miss Li back now." He opened his thin lips slightly, his voice was deep, clear and mellow, like a stream in early spring beating against the heart.

……

After walking out of the room, Li Yaoyao realized that her home was actually downstairs from Fu Chuji. She was surprised and unbelievable, "General Fu, my home is downstairs."

"Yes, it's fate."

Li Yaoyao could clearly feel her cheeks burning and she was completely out of control.

She whispered, "Yes, it's fate."

"Miss Li," Fu Chuji said softly, "Can you please stop calling me General Fu?"

"What is that called?" Li Yaoyao looked at him blankly, without reacting.

"Call me Fu Chuji, or...Chuji."

Fu Chuji stretched out the last syllable of his voice, and his lazy tone seemed to be smiling but not laughing.

Then he looked into Li Yaoyao's eyes with a serious expression, "Can I call you Yaoyao?"

"OK."

Li Yaoyao seemed to be scalded. She quickly withdrew her gaze from him and answered in a low voice.

"Yaoyao." The voice was clear and sounded ambiguous and tender, making her indulge in it.

"Brother Fu." Li Yaoyao raised her eyes.

The two looked at each other, and there was a warmth in the scene that no one else could interrupt.

In fact, when Fu Chuji heard the name "Brother Fu", he felt a little disappointed.

"By the way, Brother Fu. Whenever you have time, I will treat you to a meal." Li Yaoyao said with a smile.

"Okay. Then tomorrow morning, okay?" Fu Chuji replied immediately.

"Oh, by the way," Li Yaoyao said embarrassedly, as if she suddenly remembered something, "I got drunk yesterday and I think I haven't paid yet!"

"Don't worry, Yaoyao. I've settled the bill." Fu Chuji looked at her lovingly.

"But Yaoyao, when you are out, try to avoid bars and don't get drunk if you go. Be careful." Fu Chuji reminded gently.

Li Yaoyao nodded in agreement, "Okay," "Actually, this is my first time going there too," Li Yaoyao explained.

"I know."

……