The drunk man was as heavy as a corpse, but Wen Yu put the man out of the KTV with one hand.

The waiter and the lobby manager who were called to unlock the locks were followed behind him and nodded and apologized, but he ignored him.

It was not until he walked out of the gate that he looked back and said, "I will take him to the hospital for examination now. If anything happens, it will be the same."

The lobby manager's face wrinkled into a bitter melon skin: "Sir, it's not easy to do business...we are willing to compensate..."

"I think it's not easy to be a human being," Wen Yu smiled without any smiles, "Put it in mind, what if your brother encounters it."

manager:"……"

Fu Yuhan completely fell asleep. Even if he struggled like this, there was no sign of sobering. This was very abnormal unless Wen Yu drank a few boxes of wine before he came.

Thinking of some of the "heroic deeds" of Chengrong's early years, Wen Yu was so angry that he wanted to get rid of the cramps and bones.

He stopped a car and took the person to the hospital for examination. The situation was not very optimistic. When Fu Yuhan was taken to get a stomachache, Wen Yu called the police.

What exactly Fu Yuhan ate? If you want to confirm, you may have to do further testing. The evidence for this matter is actually not enough. At that time, the manager of KTV was also begging him not to call the police. After all, the city has been catching typical cases in the past two years. Wen Yu called the police and could not send Yongrong in, but it would definitely allow KTV to live a life of "one major inspection for three days, one minor inspection for two days", which is really awesome.

Fu Yuhan woke up after gastric washing. Wen Yu made a simple record in the corner of the hospital. As soon as he entered, he saw him sitting with his head down.

"Awaken?" Wen Yu walked over after a night of collapse.

"...I'm still a little dizzy." Fu Yuhan shook his head, his voice hoarse, "Has I been drugged?"

"So you know?"

"I know what." Fu Yuhan sounded very tired. "I walked to the bathroom and felt something was wrong. I really didn't find any medicine at any time... I thought I didn't drink enough. Besides, I drank a few kinds of alcohol tonight, but it wasn't that drinking mixed wine would make you drunk easily?"

"Um."

"What medicine did I get?" Fu Yuhan asked, "I didn't even tell me if I asked the doctor."

"Because they don't know, they have to take it for testing to confirm." Wen Yu lowered his eyes and looked down at his pale face, "but it's nothing more than those things - □□, □□, or γ-hydroxybutyric acid..."

“…what is it?”

Wen Yu was amused by his expression and snorted softly: "It's normal that you don't know. They are all psychotropic drugs that have hypnotic and sedative effects. Domestic controls are relatively strict. If this thing is not used for treatment, the qualitative can be determined very seriously... Don't worry, I always want to let the graceful skin fall off."

Fu Yuhan opened his mouth.

"Although I didn't understand?" Wen Yu said, "Oh, some 'not serious' people sell them as 'porn/rape', which makes it clear?"

Fu Yuhan: “…”

His blank expression was really good. Wen Yu couldn't help but reach out to rub his fluffy head and said, "I told you that boys should be careful when going out."

"Even if I am a girl who is 1.5 meters tall and thin enough to fall down as soon as the wind blows, I wouldn't have thought that I would be charmed/spite when I go out?" Fu Yuhan was speechless. He sighed softly, "Hey, can I lend you a sofa tonight? I'm so sleepy."

Wen Yu's eyes rolled and he looked at him quietly.

Fu Yuhan was awkward when he saw it and said, "I have to explain it when I get home, so I have to go home."

For a moment, Wen Yu didn't want to agree to him.

This man came and left without needing it, as if his family was a small hotel that could stay and go with him, which was really unhappy.

But he soon realized that this sentence was like waiting for someone else to come and live.

Wen Yu is really not lonely like this.

So he just remained silent for a moment, then nodded proudly: "Okay."

Although he washed his stomach, the alcohol still remained. Fu Yuhan worked hard for another day and fell asleep again after getting in the car.

The dim street light slid over his white skin, vaguely as if it had a glaze color.

Wen Yu turned his face sideways, and his scrutiny glanced back and forth in the small back seat of the car without restraint. There was no expression on his cold face.

I don't know how long it took.

He withdrew his gaze, his eyes drooped, looking at his palm.

Pinch your hands tightly and then release them.

He smiled: "...psychopath."

Fu Yuhan was not sleeping heavily, his mind was in a daze, and he had a few dreams mixed. Until Wen Yu woke him up, he was still confused.

"Here," Wen Yu pulled him, "get out of the car."

Alcohol, sleep, and when you get out of the warm car, Fu Yuhan sneezes: "It's so cold."

"I know to ask me to bring an umbrella," Wen Yu looked back at him, pulled the zipper to the bottom, took off his shirt and covered Fu Yuhan's head, "Why didn't you know how to add a piece of clothing - tomorrow, the weather forecast will rain."

Fu Yuhan was not so cold when he went out in the morning. He really couldn't tell him the truth.

There was residual body temperature on the coat, and Fu Yuhan even vaguely smelled a little of Wen Yu's body. It was so awkward. If it weren't for the choice, he would never have put this dress on.

"Aren't you cold?" He sniffed and looked at Wen Yu with short-sleeved shirt.

"It's not cold, I'm not asleep again." Wen Yu walked forward in his pocket, "I got home in a few steps."

Before he knew it, it was already five o'clock in the morning. Fu Yuhan was so sleepy that he turned into a butterfly to see Duke Zhou, but Wen Yu was like a person who was fine. He was afraid that people would fall asleep on the road and came back to pull him.

When he held his slightly cool wrist with his hot hands, Fu Yuhan was burned hard by him.

If it weren't too sleepy...

never mind.

He followed Wen Yu step by step, passing through the quietness of the community like water.

The light and shadow of the garden light extend the shadow.

To be honest, Fu Yuhan couldn't remember what action he had entered Wen Yu's house at what time.

When he opened his eyes, he was stunned for a while before he could tell from the darkness where there was almost no light that he was lying on the bed.

I didn't take a shower and I was not feeling well.

The room was closed, and the curtains were closed, and the smell of depression after a long sleep was filled with it, which attracted people to continue to indulge in the quilt. But Fu Yuhan was at least awake now, and he still remembered that today was Monday.

What time is it?

Where is my phone?

He fumbled back and forth for a while, but he couldn't find a phone, so he found someone next to him first.

He closed his eyes and recognized that it was Wen Yu, which scared Fu Yuhan almost rolled down from the bed.

Damn?!

He was so desperate that Wen Yu even opened his eyes. He was obviously angry with a vague voice, and his vague voice suppressed his anger: "Why are you?"

“…Why am I in your bed?”

"Otherwise?" Wen Yu frowned, "Who is responsible for your health and I'll let you sleep on the sofa if you get sick again if you get sick?"

"But we don't have to sleep together either..."

"This is my house," Wen Yu became even more impatient, "Can I go to sleep on the sofa?"

"..." Fu Yuhan had nothing to say.

"Don't make a noise if you're okay, I'll sleep for a while." Wen Yu said, turning over and pointing the back of his head towards him.

"...Brother," Fu Yuhan twitched the corners of his mouth, a little embarrassed, "The last question, where is my phone?"

"Look at the head of the bed by yourself."

Besides, Wen Yu might explode. Fu Yuhan didn't want to attract annoyance, so he went to the bedside table to flip his cell phone.

There were also the outer trousers he wore yesterday on it. Fu Yuhan was afraid that the clothes would fall off the ground and took him a little longer to touch his cell phone underneath.

Then the question came.

Not to mention the unknown phone call and unread messages, it is eleven:30 am on Monday and he is still lying in bed.

"Wen Yu?" Fu Yuhan said in disbelief, "Don't you remember going to school today?"

Wen Yu supported his hands, raised his head, let out a long breath, and then rolled his eyes.

Then, he bounced up suddenly, pressed Fu Yuhan's shoulder and pressed him on the backrest of the bedside.

At a very close distance, Fu Yuhan was able to see Wen Yu's dark eyes clearly.

"I remember, I asked for leave for you. I handled your business yesterday until dawn. Please leave any questions until I wake up before talking about them. If you quarrel with me again-"

Fu Yuhan's heart twitched instinctively in his dangerous tone.

Wen Yu paused word by word: "I will bite you to death."

“…”

This threat is really cool.

Fu Yuhan's expression relaxed and pressed him back to the bed with his back hand: "I was wrong, you go to bed. Can I use the bathroom?"

"Self-hearted." Wen Yu murmured and wrapped himself in the quilt.

Fu Yuhan shook his head and couldn't help but gently curl the corner of his lower lip.

...This smile quickly froze when I got out of bed and put on my clothes.
To be continued...