God-level emotional system

Chapter 175 Scale
Originally, Yu Qiyuan wanted to send Baobao back to the bar, but she was worried that something would happen to him alone.

Drunk people can't even take care of themselves in basic life, maybe they want to drink saliva but no one pours it, if they vomit in the middle of the night, it's disgusting to think about it...

In the end, Yu Qiyuan still brought Baobao to Yu's house.

After returning home, Yu Qiyuan parked the car in the yard and saw that Baobao was still sleeping, so she could only helplessly pat him on the shoulder: "Second Bao, can you wake up now?"

"Well..." Baobao nodded in a daze, "I can kiss you now, let's stretch my face..."

Yu Qiyuan: "..."

Sober, not kiss me!Is my Mandarin that bad?
Yu Qiyuan let out a sigh of relief, and didn't want to argue with Bao Bao, a "drunk man".

After getting out of the car, Yu Qiyuan helped Bao Bao from the passenger seat.

Baobao put his arms around her waist, and put his palms around her waist, and then found that... there is really no fat.

Women have privileges when they are on their period, and men seem to have privileges when they are drunk.

Yu Qiyuan didn't care about Bao Bao's actions at all.

And the tighter Baobao hugs her, the more she feels at ease, at least Baobao can walk by himself,

Otherwise, if he becomes a puddle of mud, how can I have the strength to lift him up?

Yu Qiyuan took Baobao to the room, put him on the bed, and panted a few times: "Forget it... I don't ask you to take a bath, I will change the sheets tomorrow."

Yu Qiyuan turned around and went downstairs, within a few minutes, she brought a cup of tea, sat on the edge of the bed and blew for a while, feeling that the tea was getting colder, she patted Bao Bao.

"I made tea for you, hurry up and drink a cup!"

Baobao didn't want to bother her anymore, so he opened his "bleary" eyes and took a sip of tea, and couldn't help frowning: "Why is it sour... Is your tea expired? Do you want to murder the king?"

"What are you talking about! I added lemon juice, and the hangover effect is better." Yu Qiyuan wrinkled her face in anger: "I'm so kind to make you tea! You don't want to drink it!"

Bao Bao secretly laughed in his heart, ignored her, drank the tea in one gulp, and lay down on the bed.

Yu Qiyuan put away the water glass depressedly, and there was nothing she could do with the Baobao, anyway, he was privileged at this time.

After sitting in front of the dressing table and taking off her makeup, Yu Qiyuan went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Baobao actually doesn't feel sleepy at all now, after all, he has slept in Zhang's house for several hours, and he feels too boring lying in bed in a daze.

At this time, while Yu Qiyuan was taking a bath, she got up and moved around, took a book by the way, and sat on the bed to read it.

After about 10 minutes, Baobao has become a little fascinated.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened.

Baobao was awakened immediately, and suddenly felt that the way he was reading seriously didn't look like he was drunk?
He subconsciously turned his head to look at Yu Qiyuan at the bathroom door, and was shocked to find that she was half-exposed.

The expressions of the two froze for a moment, and even the air seemed to freeze...

"Ah!!" Yu Qiyuan came back to her senses, and hurriedly tucked the towel on her chest.

It's not that she didn't wrap the bath towel, but she didn't wrap it completely. She thought that Baobao had fallen asleep and didn't think too much about it.

Who knew that when the door was opened, this guy actually looked at her soberly.

Yu Qiyuan was immediately ashamed and angry, her pretty face flushed, and now she had thought that this guy might be pretending to be drunk on purpose, otherwise he wouldn't have sobered up so quickly.

"Aren't you already drunk? Why are you so sober now?" Yu Qiyuan asked with a straight face, but the blush on her face still persisted.

"Uh... I'm drunk..." Baobao swallowed dryly, trying to choose his words: "But... the effect of your sobering up tea is really good! I woke up immediately after drinking it, Really! Qiyuan, the tea you make is really good!"

"Really?" Yu Qiyuan tilted her head, her tone was a little loose.

"Of course." Baobao looked extremely serious.

"Okay...it seems that I was too excited to blame you..." Yu Qiyuan walked to Baobao with an embarrassed expression.

"Yes! How could I have the heart to deceive the lovely little Qiyuan!"

"Then are you okay now? Are you still dizzy?" Yu Qiyuan asked with concern.

"Very good, no more dizziness."

Baobao said with a smile, when he looked up and saw Yu Qiyuan standing in front of him holding a feather duster, the corners of his mouth froze for a moment.

"I believe you are a ghost! Go faint!!" Yu Qiyuan shouted coquettishly, raised the feather duster and hit Baobao. "

Bao Bao hurriedly jumped away and comforted him: "Don't get angry when you come to Auntie, what if the blood collapses!"

"You... hooligan!"

Baobao didn't care about Yu Qiyuan's scolding, took a piece of clothing from the hanger, and went into the bathroom.

After taking a bath, Baobao heard no movement outside, quietly opened the door and took a look, there was no Yu Qiyuan on the bed or chair.

Baobao felt that she might have gone out, and just as she poked her head out, Yu Qiyuan, who was hiding by the door, covered her head with a bag, and it was instantly pitch black.

"What the hell..." Baobao screamed, scratching around in panic.

"Ah!! You..." Yu Qiyuan pushed away Bao Bao's hands and ran away with a blushing pretty face, because Bao Bao's claws fumbled unscrupulously on her body and touched many things he shouldn't have touched.

Hmph... Fighting with this king?You are still young!

Baobao took off the bag, glanced at Yu Qiyuan who was curled up on the bed with a gloomy expression, and smiled without saying a word.

Yu Qiyuan was really depressed, knowing that Baobao must have done it on purpose just now, but she had no choice but to sulk herself.

Because she knew that Baobao must first blame her for putting a bag over his head, which caused him to scratch around in a panic, and there was no way to reason.

Yu Qiyuan glared at Baobao, then pouted and covered her head and lay down in bed to sleep.

Baobao sat on the bed with a smile, and after a while, he lifted the quilt, and gently scratched Yu Qiyuan's snowy nose with his index finger with a smile: "Stop making trouble, I have some questions to ask you."

"Hmph." Yu Qiyuan turned her head away.

Baobao smiled: "What is that concubine?"

"Why do you insist on asking her what it is? Isn't it okay to ask "Who is Sister Concubine"?" Yu Qiyuan said angrily.

Bao Bao was stunned: "Don't you think that Concubine is not a thing?"

Yu Qiyuan: "..."

"Ok?"

"I won't talk to you...I don't know much about Concubine, her real name is Concubine Zhang."

"Zhang Fei? Damn...it's an instant show! What's the relationship between her and Guan Yuchang?"

Yu Qiyuan rolled her eyes: "Concubine's concubine."

"Okay...but thinking about it, I can't help but play!
"So no one calls her by her full name, no one dares, she doesn't like it."

"……and then?"

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(End of this chapter)