Young master, your vest fell off

After Fu Miaomiao drank the water, she became more awake, at least she could control her legs.

So, when Situ Han was about to pick her up again, Fu Miaomiao pushed Situ Han away.

"I'm walking by myself, and I'm not drunk. Look, it's just this straight line. I'll show you." Fu Miaomiao pointed at the ground and walked forward unsteadily, laughing foolishly while walking.

Situ Han had a headache. If he had known this would happen, he should have called to investigate and not let her drink outside.

He stepped forward again, trying to support the dangling Fu Miaomiao, but was pushed away again.

Fu Miaomiao turned around and pointed at Situ Han with narrowed eyes, "You look down on me, don't you? If I say I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. Don't follow me. If you dare to be disobedient, I'll let you experience the power of Drunken Fist."

After threatening Situ Han, Fu Miaomiao turned around unsteadily and continued walking forward.

Situ Han smiled helplessly, and after making sure that Fu Miaomiao would not fall, he followed behind.

After walking a few steps, Situ Han heard the sound of "buzzing". He looked over, and in the dark night, a group of motorcycles was driving towards this side.

Situ Han just took a look, and then his eyes returned to Fu Miaomiao.

Seeing Fu Miaomiao, the group of motorcycle youths took the lead and flicked the car to the side of the road.

The dozen or so young people behind him also stopped and took off their hats one after another.

"Boss, have you taken a fancy to this little girl?"

"Hey, that brother, our boss has taken a fancy to this little girl, you go and follow others."

"Boss, it's time for the hero to save the beauty."

Situ Han: "..."

trailing?

Mo Mei frowned slightly, Situ Han stepped up his steps, and came to Fu Miaomiao's side in a few steps.

Seeing this, the man who was called the boss immediately got off the motorcycle, came to Fu Miaomiao, grabbed Fu Miaomiao's arm, "let her go, I am her boyfriend."

In the dark, Situ Han's hidden guards rushed out to protect Mr. and Mrs. when they saw this.

but see...

Fu Miaomiao was still drunk a second ago, but now she reacted very quickly, throwing off the boss's hand and protecting Situ Han behind her.

"What are you doing to me? My husband is cowardly. If you scare him, I'll screw your heads off!"

Situ Han: "..."

A group of hidden guards: "..."

As expected of their wife, this is too awesome.

Not to mention, Mr. standing behind Mrs. really feels a little bit like a little bird.

Hearing the words, the boss of the other party burst out laughing, "Little girl, you mistakenly recognize your husband. I am your husband."

As he spoke, he stepped forward again, raising his hand to Fu Miaomiao's face.

Fu Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly, and the bottom of her eyes glowed with a dangerous light, which was even more radiant under the light.

However, before she could make a move, a big palm grabbed the wrist of the opponent's boss. Fu Miaomiao only felt a gust of wind, and then there was a "click" in her ears, followed by the heart-piercing scream of the opponent's boss Voice.

"Ah, my hand, my hand is broken!"

"Boss!" Seeing this, more than a dozen people from the other party surrounded him.

"Dare to hurt our boss, you are courting death!"

"Brothers, come on!"

At the command, a dozen people rushed towards Situ Han.

In the darkness, a dozen or so shadows sprang out at this moment.

"Sir, take your wife back first, and leave it to us here."

Situ Han nodded, picked up Fu Miaomiao who was about to rush up, and got into the car.

He finally fastened Fu Miaomiao's seat belt, got into the car himself, and started the engine.

Along the way, Fu Miaomiao's yelling could be heard endlessly.

"If you dare to hurt a single hair of my husband, I will pluck all the hairs from your entire body!"

"If you want to die, I will definitely not let you see the sun tomorrow."

Then there were some swearing words again, it was the first time in Situ Han's life that he heard so many swear words from a woman.

Situ Han was angry and funny, but at the same time felt very distressed.

She has suffered so much for so many years, if it is not because of the unsatisfactory life, who would not want to be a carefree, noble and elegant little princess?
Next, Fu Miaomiao began to speak pornography again.

Situ Han: "..."

He is so difficult.

Back at the apartment, Situ Han directly took Fu Miaomiao into the bathroom and bathed her.

But the little girl was still dishonest, Situ Han could only use his own method to make her calm down, and at the same time vent the excitement of being picked up by the little girl.

Afterwards, when she calmed down from exhaustion, Situ Han wiped her body clean, brushed her teeth, put her on the bed, and ordered a sobering tea.

Fu Miaomiao didn't wake up until after two o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

She opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling in a daze for a while, then sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, searched around, did not see Situ Han, and shouted, "Situ Han!"

She yelled several times, but got no response, so Fu Miaomiao lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and left the bedroom while rubbing her dull temples.

She went downstairs with bare feet, but Situ Han still heard the sound, and after looking at the porridge in the pot, he slowly turned around to look at Fu Miaomiao, smiled faintly, "I'm awake."

Fu Miaomiao yawned, walked over, and threw herself directly onto the sofa, "I'm thirsty."

Situ Han poured her a glass of orange juice, stood in front of her and stared at her, "Do you have a headache?"

Fu Miaomiao drank all the orange juice in the glass and shook her head, "It doesn't hurt very much, just a little dizzy, but my back is sore."

The look on Situ Han's handsome face paused, and he coughed lightly, "Do you still dare to drink after that?"

Fu Miaomiao put the cup on the coffee table, "I used to drink without pain in my waist, it's strange, when did you pick me up last night?"

Situ Han raised his eyebrows, "Forgot?"

Fu Miaomiao rubbed her temples again, "I can't remember, I really drank a lot, it's all broken."

Situ Han nodded, "Indeed, so...have you forgotten what happened last night?"

Hearing this, Fu Miaomiao's brows twitched slightly, and she had a vague premonition in her heart.

She opened her mouth and asked nervously, "What happened last night?"

Situ Han glanced at the porridge in the pot, then sat down next to Fu Miaomiao, sighed, with a look of embarrassment on top of his handsome face, "Oh, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Fu Miaomiao was so frightened that her facial features spread apart, "I...what the hell did I do? Could it be...I'm going to have your hair done and talk about the script again, right?"

Situ Han gave Fu Miaomiao a charming smile, "It doesn't seem to be a big deal, we talk about it every day."

Fu Miaomiao: "..."

Although this is true, and she was quite active and enthusiastic when chatting with Situ Han about the script, but hearing this, her ears still turned red involuntarily.

However, this seems to be nothing.

"Then what did I do?"