In order to go home, Fang Zhao specifically asked for help from an old man who was about to close the stall. The old man drove an old-fashioned tricycle and happened to pass by Yan Shu's house after asking.

After reaching a consensus, the old man said that he could give them a lift.

Arriving at the community half an hour later, Fang Zhao struggled to drag Yan Shu out. It was too difficult to go up to the second floor, so she simply found a guest room downstairs.

In the guest room, Fang Zhao straightened the person on the bed and took off two leather shoes.

Finally, I left the hangover medicine on the bedside table.

After some operations, it was almost time for her to leave. She turned around, as if she was being held by something. When she suddenly turned around, the man grabbed her by the hem of her clothes.

"Let go, I'm going back." She leaned over and opened Yan Shu's fist.

It couldn't be opened, and it became even tighter. His body was light and he didn't know where he got the strength. The person on the bed pulled Fang Zhao straight over. He moved, and Fang Zhao was tightly held in Yan Shu's arms.

She paused, then a numbness rushed to her scalp, and she began to struggle: "Yan Shu, let go."

"Yan Shu! I'm going back!"

She moved her body, and the bigger she moved, the tighter the person's embrace became. Finally, when Fang Zhao was tired, she let Yan Shu hug her.

"Stop moving." Yan Shu leaned close to her ear and pressed his head against hers: "Fang Zhao, can I hold you for a while?"

"Just for a moment." His voice was low and magnetic.

Hearing these words, Fang Zhao's face suddenly became hot for some reason, and the heat was so severe that it rolled over him.

Yan Shu hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to devour the person beneath him.

Her heart was beating uncontrollably.

The whole room was filled with the sound of beating hearts. No one knew whose heart was beating. They could only tell their hearts over and over again: Stop beating. If it beats again, they will be discovered.

.

His chin rested on the top of his head, and Fang Zhao completely gave up resistance and pressed against his warm chest. The faint smell of wine mixed with the fresh fragrance of flowers made Fang Zhao feel dizzy and hot.

Unknowingly, I fell asleep in the fragrance of flowers.

Early the next morning, prompted by his biological clock, Yan Shu woke up quickly. His arms couldn't help but feel numb for some reason. He tilted his head and met the man's eyes. There was a pair of blue-purple hair on the man's face.

Dark circles.

Fang Zhao?

Yan Shu looked at the person in his arms quietly, with smooth cheeks, unable to recall even a single memory.

He couldn't have brought it to Fang Zhao because he was drunk last night, right? Yan Shu thought so and quickly pulled out his numb arm.

Withdrawing his arm, Fang Zhao was disappointed for a moment. After reacting, he subconsciously glanced at the person next to him: "Are you awake?"

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and struggled to sit up, her shoulder blades ached from the pain. She looked back at Yan Shu and found that he was still confused.

"You were drunk last night." Fang Zhao explained: "The bar called and asked me to pick you up. Don't remember?"

"You are very strong..." She laughed dryly and quickly got up from the bed.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed like something he could do, get drunk and go crazy and ask the staff to dial Fang Zhao's phone: "Oh." He rubbed the back of his neck.

"I'm leaving." Fang Zhao said, straightening his clothes.

For some unknown reason, he stopped the person and said, "Don't leave yet."

"I'll let Auntie cook."

Fang Zhao paused and responded.

The suit that smelled of alcohol was changed by Yan Shu. He had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower. His sexy Adam's apple was trembling slightly, there were still a few drops of water hanging on his collarbone, and his wet hair was dripping slightly.

He pulled out the towel around his neck and rubbed his head. His black pupils exuded a cold light, and his whole person was lazy and sexy.

He threw the towel aside and sat across from Fang Zhao.

Auntie made preserved egg and lean meat porridge and steamed dumplings today.

Yan Shu picked up a piece of steamed dumpling and put it into his mouth: "I was rude yesterday." He stirred the preserved egg and lean meat soup in the bowl.

Fang Zhao smiled awkwardly: "I'll send you back, and you can keep the scarf for me."

"It's even." She took a sip of porridge and said calmly.

Yan Shu didn't seem to like hearing similar words. He put his spoon on the bottom of the bowl and frowned: "Have you returned to Nancheng recently?"

She nodded straightforwardly without hiding anything: "Go back."

Yan Shu raised his eyes: "Are you going back by yourself?"

"right."

"I will also go back to Nancheng." Yan Shu said.

Fang Zhao thought briefly for a moment: "Accompany your grandma?"

"Would you like to go back together, Fang Zhao?" Yan Shu lowered his eyebrows.

"No need." She paused and stared at his palm: "My assistant booked the ticket."

"oh."

After a long while, he asked again: "Fang Zhao, do you have to refuse?"

"Can't you refuse?" Fang Zhao licked his lips and met his eyes: "Yan Shu. I don't seem to have anything to do with you."

When we break up, everyone should be more .

"Xiaoya." Fang Zhao made a video call to Xiaoya after returning home.

After the call was connected, several faces appeared over there, and the person on the screen said: "Sister Zhao! I just got home this morning."

Then she enthusiastically introduced Fang Zhao to her family, while the camera kept moving up and down: "Mom and Dad, this is Sister Zhao who takes great care of her."

The screen said in surprise, "Ouch! Isn't this the Xia Qing!"

Xia Qing is a character played by Fang Zhao.

"Mom and Dad, that's a TV series, don't get it confused..." Xiaoya arranged in a low voice.

Fang Zhao smiled and greeted the screen: "Uncle and aunt, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year to you too! Thanks to you for taking care of Yaya's work!"

"No, I should thank Xiaoya for helping me a lot."

Xiaoya exposed half of his forehead: "By the way, Sister Zhao, why are you calling?"

"I want to ask you if you have booked your train ticket to Nancheng." Fang Zhao murmured, "I asked you to book it yesterday."
Chapter completed!