"Xiao Qi, why haven't you gone to bed yet?" After a long time, Yan Yufeng lowered his eyes and said coldly.
"I couldn't sleep, so I came down to take a look." Yang Qi whispered, her eyes fixed on Yan Yufeng's lowered gaze.
"Well, get some rest early!" Yan Yufeng ignored the low-cut nightgown she was wearing and continued to drink his wine.
"Are you worried about Xiao Xi?" Yang Qi asked knowingly.
Everyone can see his loss. He has been so absent-minded for several days, and has not even taken half a step out of the door. Therefore, those in He Yanxuan who have been anxiously waiting for clues have lost everything.
I don’t know who he has been in contact with recently, or perhaps he has not cooperated with anyone at all.
"I don't know when she will wake up." Yan Yufeng poured another glass and drank it in one breath. The foreign wine stimulated his throat, reached his nerves, and inexplicably triggered his sadness.
He looked very weak and kept drinking alcohol indifferently. No one knew what he was thinking. In fact, there were many sad things in his heart.
From before to now, he still vividly remembered that there was only one woman in his life, and that was Xia Xiaoxi.
She was so sad because of what happened to her father that she refused to wake up. That day, she told him that she was very tired and wanted to sleep quietly. He thought that she was just talking casually, but he didn't expect that she was just talking casually.
, she was really, so selfish, regardless of his feelings, she just lay there quietly without giving him any reaction.
He had never worried about anyone, only her, who made him anxious, worried, and heartbroken all the time.
"Didn't Dr. Canliang say that? It will take a week for her to wake up. She is too tired and needs a good rest." Yang Qi comforted Yan Yufeng.
Yan Yufeng drank the bottle of wine in one gulp and regained his indifference: "Maybe! I hope she can wake up tomorrow. I owe her a lot."
Yan Yufeng stroked his forehead and felt sad. It seemed that because of being drunk, his speech became a little weak, a little crazy, and a little nonsense.
Yang Qi lowered her eyes and secretly rejoiced in her heart: "Stop drinking, you will get drunk if you drink any more." She took the wine glass from his hand and stopped him from drinking any more. In fact, she was thinking that if she could get a little drunker,
, being so drunk that you are unconscious is the best.
"I'm not drunk." Yan Yufeng coldly knocked down her hand and grabbed the wine glass from her hand, looking a little dazed. He glared at Yang Qi with dissatisfaction, and his eyelids began to droop slowly.
Yang Qi rubbed her hands, stepped forward and hugged his neck, pressing his head on her chest: "Don't be sad, everything will be fine."
She said guiltily, her idea was that everything should not get better, just live like this, which is fine.
Yan Yufeng pushed her away, but accidentally touched her breast. He retracted his hand and realized that he had just lost his composure. She had a unique smell. Although she sprayed perfume, it was mostly covered up by body fragrance.
The smell on her body was very nice, a sign of a mature woman, but it was not as good as Xia Xiaoxi's. It seemed that she was used to the smell on her body.
Yan Yufeng stood up from the sofa, blinked his eyes, and shook his head a little: "It's very late, you go back to bed!" After that, he stumbled upstairs.