Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing He Junlin rushing out with an arrow, his body trembling non-stop, his face pale, dripping with cold sweat, looking like a ghost, Yang Zhuoying hurriedly helped him sit down on the sofa.

Returning to the light, He Junlin's tense nerves relaxed slightly, and he leaned against the back of the chair as if he was exhausted, and said hoarsely, "I'm fine."

"Give him a glass of water, he must be surprised." The clerk kindly poured a glass of water and handed it to Yang Zhuoying.

"Thank you." Yang Zhuoying took the water and wanted to feed He Junlin.

"I'll do it myself." He Junlin took the cup, his hands still trembling, he drank all the water in the cup with his head raised, and his complexion improved a little.

Putting the empty cup on the coffee table, He Junlin heaved a sigh of relief, calmed down, and asked the clerk how much the clothes cost. After the clerk quoted a price, he touched his pockets and found that the wallet was leaked in the car.

"Let me do it." Yang Zhuoying quickly took out her mobile phone and settled the bill.

After He Junlin drank a glass of water, his lost strength gradually returned. He stood up and walked out the door without saying a word.

"Wait for me." Yang Zhuoying quickly chased after him, and got into the car one after the other with He Junlin.

Sitting down in the passenger seat, Yang Zhuoying took a peek at He Junlin. In his impression, he has always been the domineering president Fan Er. He has never seen him lose his composure like just now.

Recalling his fragile appearance just now, she tentatively asked: "Do you have claustrophobia?"

"Shut up!" He Junlin thought of the ugly situation just now, and he wanted to kill someone to silence him.

"Why are you so fierce, people just care about you." Yang Zhuoying curled her lips and muttered, but He Junlin pretended not to hear.

"Did something bad happen to you? I've taken some psychology courses, why don't you talk to me, or I can help you." Yang Zhuoying said kindly.

Glancing over with murderous eyes, she immediately silenced, and made a zip gesture, indicating that she would not speak again.

Although she was curious, she knew that she couldn't provoke him anymore, otherwise, he might throw her out of the car.

For a moment, the surrounding atmosphere became stiff, and neither of them spoke again.

"I don't want others to know what happened just now."

After a while, He Junlin's tough voice sounded.

"Understood." Yang Zhuoying immediately promised not to let the third person know, and said without fear of death, "Actually, you just now are much cuter than usual."

That's right, the way he was trembling just now was not as domineering as in the past, but it made her motherly, and she really wanted to love him.

"If you want to die, just keep talking!" He Junlin became furious, and shot her murderous eyes, telling her to immediately silence without saying a word.

The car was peaceful, and just when Yang Zhuoying thought it would be like this until she returned home, He Junlin suddenly spoke.

"Aren't you drunk just now?"

When he went into the dressing room to change, she was still so drunk that she passed out, but in a blink of an eye, she was so sober and supported him, making people wonder if she was really drunk?
Yang Zhuoying was slightly stunned, and when she looked up, she met a pair of shrewd black pupils. Her heart was shocked, and she stammered: "Just now, I was drunk, but my constitution is a bit special. I get drunk quickly and sober up quickly."

"Really?" He Junlin stared at her with a smile that was not a smile, his expression seemed to say that you can just make it up, only you can believe in ghosts.

Well, her alcohol capacity is still acceptable, but she was still a little drunk after drinking a lot just now, but not as drunk as she appeared on the surface.

After throwing up twice in a row, and resting on the sofa for a while, her drunkenness almost dissipated, and when she heard his shrill cry, she was still a little bit drunk and woke up with fright.

Sensing that he was trying to settle accounts after autumn, Yang Zhuoying immediately put her hand on her forehead and put on a weak face, "My head is so dizzy, I must have exhausted my energy just now to open the door for you, and now I feel really uncomfortable."

He Junlin's forehead bulged when he heard what happened just now, and he stepped on the brakes.

Yang Zhuoying was taken aback, "How do you stop?" He probably wanted to stop to hit someone.

"Why did you drink so much today? Is it related to your dad's video?" He Junlin stared at her with a pair of black eyes shining with wisdom.

Yang Zhuoying's expression was restrained and she didn't speak, but the expression said everything.

Under the light, her face was a little pale, and she looked weak and beautiful.

"need my help?"

The matter between Yang Zhuoying and Yang Haining caused a lot of noise on the Internet, even though he didn't care much about the entertainment industry, he had heard about it.

Before, he offered to stand up for her, but she refused. He is a cold person. Since she doesn't appreciate it, he naturally wouldn't put his hot face on his cold ass.However, he still paid attention to her.

In the afternoon, he watched the live broadcast of the two of Yang Zhuoying in the elevator, and the video of Yang Jian's whitewashing for Yang Haining not long after, so when the little guy asked him to pick her up, he came without saying a word .

"You want to help me out?" Yang Zhuoying tilted her head, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Don't fall in love with me."

"You're overthinking." He Junlin denied coldly, he only helped her for the sake of Huanyi's mother.

"It really scared me to death." Yang Zhuoying patted her chest, looking frightened.

"I thought I was so attractive that you couldn't help but fall in love with me. Fortunately, you weren't. Otherwise, I don't know how to get along with you these two years."

Don't worry, if all the women in the world are dead, I won't fall in love with you either.When this sentence came to his lips, He Junlin didn't know why, but he couldn't say it.

"I appreciate your kindness, but this is between me and Yang Haining, it's a war between women. I have to take back the debt she owes me, otherwise, my six years will be wasted." gone."

Yang Zhuoying's tone was relaxed, but He Junlin could hear her determination not to give up until she reached her goal.

"Speak up if you have something to do." Leaving those words behind, he stepped on the accelerator and drove towards the castle.

"Mommy."

Stepping into the living room, a three-headed body quickly rushed towards Yang Zhuoying. She spread her arms and hugged her son.

"Do you miss Mommy, did you have a good meal?" She said while kissing her son's little face.

The little guy nodded, moved his nose, put his small face on Yang Zhuoying's body and sniffed, and then the old man scolded: "Mommy, did you drink a lot?"

Yang Zhuoying had a terrible expression on her face, she almost forgot how good the little guy's nose is, "No, it's just a drink or two."

"Mummy, you're so bad. Didn't you promise me not to get drunk again?"

"No, Mummy is not drunk." Faced with the little guy's questioning, Yang Zhuoying flatly denied it.

The little guy didn't believe it, so he turned to He Junlin to verify, "Daddy, did Mommy lie?"

Don't say I'm drunk, please!Yang Zhuoying quickly pleaded with her eyes, telling He Junlin not to expose her background.

Seeing the scene where his son reversed roles with Yang Zhuoying, He Junlin felt it was funny and warm, and asked jokingly, "What are you going to do if Mommy lies?"