"Oh, have you confessed?" He Hongye pulled the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether it was a laugh or a mockery.

"A beautiful lady, a gentleman is a good match. Why can't I confess my love?!" He Huai was so anxious that his face turned red and his neck was thick.

"Haha, what's the result? They didn't like you at all..." A knowing blow.

He Huai was so embarrassed that he was dying of anger.

"Okay," He Hongye raised his hand and patted his son's shoulder, "I'll meet better in the future."

"No more." Shen Ma is unique.

"Ahuai, you have to know that if fate cannot be forced, how can everything go smoothly in life?"

He Huai did not answer the conversation.

Everyone understands the truth, but if you really want to accept it, how many people can always be calm?

He Hongye knew that he could not force himself. He finished what he should say and persuaded him, so he stopped pressing him step by step. He had to give his stupid son some time to buffer.

Here, some people are frustrated and sad, and then some people are mixed with oil.

Quan Hanting half-held Shen Wan to the parking lot, his big palm clasped against the woman's slender waist like an iron lock.

"I'm not drunk!" Chen Hua repeated the nth time.

"Be good, baby, don't make trouble."

Chen Hua was speechless. The world was so conscientious that her alcohol tolerance was not as bad as this. Although she had no chance to socialize in her life, thanks to the experience of beer girls in her previous life, she could drink a lot of them, not to mention a thousand cups.

What's more, before drinking, she ate some vegetables to her stomach, and when the night wind blew, she was sober that she couldn't wake up any more.

But there is a kind of drunkenness in this world, called "Boyfriend thinks you are drunk."

Quan Hanting: "Don't you feel dizzy? Do you want to vomit? Do you want to drink water?"

Chen Wu: "No dizziness, no vomiting, no thirst."

“…”

When she got into the car, Shen Wu did not ask Quan Hanting to help, and he fastened his seat belt and used practical actions to prove that she was not drunk.

Quan Hanting smiled and touched her face, praising her: "I'm so smart. Even if I'm drunk, I still know to wear a seat belt."

Shen Wu: "…”

When she arrived at the back, she was too lazy to explain, so she closed her eyes and leaned on the back of the chair to rest.

About forty minutes later, the black Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the gate of Dongli Villa.

Quan Hanting got out of the car, went around to the other side, opened the passenger door, and hugged Shen Wu without saying a word.

"Hmm?" The woman woke up and suddenly opened her eyes.

After a while, I realized that I was being held by someone. I looked around, familiar buildings, familiar flowers and trees, and a full moon in the sky set off the depth of the night.

The man's voice rarely reveals a sense of gentleness, and in the quiet environment, there is an inexplicable hoarseness.

"Baby, you're drunk. Let's rest here tonight. I'll take you back tomorrow morning."

Not a question.

At this time, if Chen Huan still couldn't understand the person's intentions, his mind would be bleak.

"Why, I want to keep me overnight?" Xiao Shan raised his eyebrows and smiled so charmingly.

"You're drunk, how can you go back?"

Chen Hua glared and stated again: "I'm not drunk!"

"A drunk person will never say he is drunk." He was already holding her inside.

"Quan Hanting, are you playing a rogue with me?"

"Be good, call me Asting."

"Honestly, what conspiracy do you have? Hum?" Chen Hua chuckled, and the charm was circulating.

"You will know when you go upstairs."

Master bedroom.

Quan Hanting kicked the door up and then let Shen Wan down.

"You are my girlfriend now," he said, word by word.

"So?" Chen Wu raised his eyebrows.

The man from Hot Spring Villa has now become her legitimate boyfriend.

She thought, fate was so wonderful.

"Then, can we?" He rubbed his palms with a little temptation.

"What can I do? Didn't you say I'm drunk? Is it true that the sixth master wants to take advantage of others' danger?"

"..." What does it mean to shoot yourself in the foot? This is.

Chen Huan smiled even more and deliberately laughed at him.

Quan Hanting's black eyes were dark and deep, as if it could drip out ink. It should have been vast and boundless, swallowing the world, but now he can only see her reflection alone.

So clear and so profound.

"Huanwu..." He softened his tone, with a sense of coquettishness and prayer.

Chen Hua looked at Quan Hanting, who was completely different from usual, and actually felt that he was so cute?

“Sanya…”

One sound is more resentful than another.

She looked at him quietly, without saying a word, and a curved curve was drawn on the corner of her smiling lips.

After a while, Quan Hanting finally retreated under such gaze.

The originally straight back collapsed suddenly, as if it had lost support, and the eyes were obviously disappointed, turning from bright to dull, but it lasted only two seconds before returning to normal.

He raised his hand and held the woman's shoulders. Even if he was rejected, he was still gentle and never vented his anger or vented.

"I will not force you. But in this life, I can only be the one around you! I will have the same bed in my life and the same hole in my death."

The woman did not respond.

Quan Hanting turned around in a panic, threw down the words "I'll take a shower", and then walked towards the bathroom.

Three points are messy and seven points are hurry.

Suddenly, she caught up and grabbed his hand.

Quan Hanting's body stiffened.

"Although I've drunk, I'm very sober now."

"Sanya..." a hoarse tone than before, "Do you know what you are doing?"

"Of course, I'm already telling you with practical actions, aren't I?"

The man's heart was pounding and almost broke out of his chest: "Are you... serious?"

"But there is a condition."

"What, what are the conditions?"

"You can only have me, at least until the relationship officially ends, I want your loyalty."

"Okay. We'll never end."

The night is long and everything is just right.

...

Quan Hanting dug her out of the quilt, and Chen Wan was so scared that his pupils tightened and his hair stood up.

"what you do?"

"What are you thinking?" Quan Hanting laughed and patted her on the shoulder comfortably, as if coaxing a baby, "I'm not going to do something bad."

Chen Hua curled his lips, "Then why are you pulling the quilt?"

"I'm sweating all over, don't take a shower?"

"What time is it?"

“……At the morning, three o’clock.”

“…”

"Let's go."

Chen Hua glanced at him suspiciously, and Quan Hanting smiled bitterly.

"I'll go by myself." When her feet landed on the ground, she didn't stand firm.

"Be careful." Fortunately, Quan Hanting held it in time, "If you can't do this, I'll take you there."
To be continued...