Looking at the car driving away, he Yating put her eyes on Qiu Shaoyun. It was so heavy that it was really difficult to help him upstairs by himself, so he had to ask the security guard on duty to help him.

"Little grandma, do you need any help?" After smoothly put Qiu Shaoyun on the bed, the security is very intimate asked.

"Oh! No, thank you He Yating smiles. She has always been very polite and polite to the members of Lingtao in the clouds. She never puts on the airs of his wife, and she also knows that there is nothing to show off.

When he breathed, he felt as if he loved to be drunk. Every time he got drunk, he seemed to have something to do with himself. He didn't know how he could have controlled his mood.

He reached out and took off his coat. Then he entered the bathroom. He wrung a towel with warm water and wiped his face gently.

His eyebrows are very thick, if only look at this, it will give people a very vicious feeling, but if combined with his excellent facial features, it is just like that, warm and with a few domineering.

Eye light can not help but put soft, fingertips, unconsciously stay in his eyebrows, in that gently press.

Such a kind of care, even she did not notice, when the reaction came over, panic took back the hand, how is it, it is not enough to say injured once? He was still foolishly affected by his feelings.

I rubbed my hands nervously. It must be just an illusion. How could I be attracted to him? It's not that I don't know what kind of person he is. Before, reports about him were about the existence of a playboy, and how could he change for himself.

"Water..." A murmur drew back her confused thoughts.

"Oh! Water, I'll pour it for you right away He Yating is simply with escape out of the bedroom, the perceived amount of information is too large, no wonder she will run away.

After thinking about it for a long time in the living room, she just closed her mind and poured the water upstairs. Standing at the door, she took a deep breath and pushed the door in.

Go to the bedside, put the water on the head of the bed, this just sit down on the side, stretch out his hand, to help him up.

"Come on, drink water." Pick up the cup, close to his lips, heart, even in the flutter of the beat, this is before, there is no feeling, but in his own perception of the heart of the moment began, all seems to have changed.

Let him drink several mouthfuls of water, then put him back on the bed, doubt is, he is always drunk after the always can't get along with himself, but tonight is particularly quiet, like a newborn baby.

She pulled a quilt for him, looking at such a him, her mind turned a thousand times, but the most grateful is that he still came back, and did not abandon himself.

Abandon? She was stunned for a while, but she could not help opening her mouth. She even used a very humble word. What's the matter? Could it be said that these days, she has already had feelings for him, which is the field she dare not involve.

Bite lips, efforts to suppress from the bottom of my heart upset, feel that I must be too tired today, so there will be such an illusion, forget it, or go to bath and sleep! Maybe after waking up, everything is back on the original track.

What she didn't know was that at the moment when she was asleep, the man beside her who was drunk and unconscious suddenly opened her eyes, without any meaning of being drunk or drowsy.

In fact, Qiu Shaoyun was not drunk. He just drank a little too much. The reason why he was so drunk was undoubtedly to give both sides a step down in order to avoid further disputes.

Gentle finger belly, carefully touched her still some red and swollen face, such strength, can not be he Yurou's masterpiece, if the inference is correct, it should be from he Junqi, the old thief.

"Silly woman, how can you stand and be beaten every time, and you won't dodge for a while?" A low voice of blame, this just crept out of bed, to the downstairs to find a medicine box to come up again.

Ointment, is the last left, made small Xu out, gently rub her face, may be because some of the cold, let her dislike the turn of the head.

Qiu Shaoyun indulged in a smile. No matter how many times she hurt herself, as soon as she saw her lying on his side, he felt incomparably at ease, as if she had the satisfaction of the whole world.

He Junqi, as he had guessed, could not be so easily satisfied. He just didn't know what he was looking for this time.

Heart, inexplicably some irritable, before their own, will never think that today will be upset for such things, you know, for women, he has never been interested in, not easy to be serious, it is so difficult to achieve.

Pushed the door out of the terrace, he rarely smoked, unexpectedly lit one for himself, but it was caught in his hand for a long time without taking a breath.

Tonight's wine, and can't for their own worry, on the contrary, become more heavy, tonight's smoke, also can't confuse the mind, on the contrary, become more clear up.Between them, it seems that there is not only one Du Mu Chen, but also the whole family. If these problems are not solved thoroughly, I believe that the quarrel like tonight will continue to appear in the future life.

He Yating slowly opened his eyes, he was not drunk, so what was done before?

Eyes, through the light, stay on the balcony of that lonely figure, the bottom of the eye, there is a touch of meditation.

A coat, quietly put on his body, instantaneous, originally cold body, feel the warm breath of silk.

"You didn't sleep." Turn around, frown at her.

"Aren't you drunk A mocking smile, originally, she had fallen asleep, but, when the cold ointment rubbed on her face, she immediately woke up, but, did not tear him apart on the spot.

"Sorry! I'm sorry about tonight As a man, he should be relaxed, and he always seems to be only concerned about his own feelings, and forget to stand in her position to think about it.

"It's OK. I'm too sensitive myself." The relationship between the two people is always based on the system of helping and being helped at the beginning, which makes me feel short in front of him. To put it bluntly, it is self-esteem that makes a fool of himself.

"Your father came to you, didn't he? This time, what are his conditions? " He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. The cold wind at night was very cold, for fear that she would catch cold.

"I can't speak." It is in this way that she feels humble, and she, like a beggar, is so shameless to accept his constant gifts.

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