"Old lady, what's wrong with you?" Xu Lijing recovered and stood up slowly.

"For so many years, on such a day, I can get drunk after drinking a few cups of sweet wine? Whether Wang You is really drunk or fake is still open to debate.

"Auntie, let Brother Wang walk a few steps, anyway, our house is only a few steps away." Yiting did not directly agree.

"You child, you can see that he is so drunk that his eyesight is blurred. How can he not be drunk? Besides, it is so cold outside and the weather makes him go back alone. No matter how close the distance is, he is not at ease. If something happens What about accidents? You, don't be lazy, I said it myself, there are only a few steps away, and it won't take much time to help him back."

Xu Lijing said that these were not enough, and thoughtfully asked Yiting to come to Wang's house and ask Aunt Wang to make a bowl of hangover soup for Wang You.

Yiting's face was extremely ugly, but Xu Lijing's words had already reached this point, he had no reason to refute, so he could only agree with a calm face.

He pinched Wang You's arm and half dragged Wang You out of the house.

As the night wore on, the temperature outside became bitingly and surprisingly cold.

Out of the sight of Xu Lijing and the old lady, Yiting let go of his hand, and Wang You, who was originally supported by him, "plopped" and fell to the ground. His forehead hit the floor, and there was a sudden bang, and Wang You hummed in pain.

"Wang You, don't pretend to be dead. My aunt and the others are not here, so you don't need to act with me." Yi Ting stood beside her with a piercingly cold voice.

This Wang You has become more and more presumptuous recently, and his eyes have become more and more explicit. Every time Yiting glanced at him, he wanted to punch him.

Wang You lay on the ground without any response.

"Keep pretending to be dead? Do you think this trick will work for Auntie, and it will work for me too. Wang You, I'm warning you for the last time, don't step into this house again, stay away from us." Yiting roared. , grabbed Wang You's collar and roared like a small animal.

Wang You's face was flushed from drinking, and there was indeed a faint smell of alcohol, but Yiting was still sure that this person was pretending to be drunk.

With a "bang", Wang You's clothes were loosened, and he fell back to the ground.

"That's all I said. If the same thing happens again, Wang You, don't blame me for being rude." Yiting smiled coldly and threw Wang You to the ground.

Footsteps sounded behind him, not heavy, but getting lighter and lighter.

Then, Wang You, who was drunk to death, suddenly got up, and Yiting had just walked up the steps and was about to walk in the door.

"Wait a minute." Wang You called Yiting to a stop.

"Heh, why don't you just pretend?" Seeing that he finally showed his true colors, Yi Ting sneered.

Sitting on the ground, Wang You's head was still a little swollen. He rubbed his forehead, and he became more awake.

"Yiting, you are really cruel. If I am really drunk today, you throw me here and collect my body tomorrow." Wang You raised his head and said.

"Facts have proved that if what you tried to pretend is true, then I would be honored to collect your body." Yi Ting replied blankly.