Quick Time Travel: The Loyal Dog and the Male God Contract Order

Chapter 435 Dual Personality Artist (35)
Three or two thousand prodigal methods, FY did what he said.

This group of friends who have met a few times are very good at chatting, chatting all night, FY inevitably drank some wine when chatting with them, and was a little dizzy when he finally returned home.

Fu Xin's forehead was full of black lines: "Don't tell me that you often spoil his body like this!"

"No." FY immediately raised his hands in surrender, "This is the first time, really."

He was so drunk that his steps were a little weak, and his eyes were so sleepy that he couldn't help but close them.

When Fu Xin helped him back to his room, he was so sleepy that he fell directly on the bed and fell asleep.

But the sound of the door opening woke up Mother Fan in the next room. As soon as she walked in, she saw the two of them staying together in the middle of the night. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak. She didn't know what to ask or leave.

Fortunately, Fu Xin was also embarrassed, so he quickly opened his mouth to explain first, and then said: "He went out and had some drinks with his friends, and he is a little drunk now, but he has fallen asleep, so there should be no problem."

Nothing embarrasses her more than being found by his mother when she comes home in the middle of the night, and the two of them happen to be in the room.

"Oh, oh." Fan's mother was a little surprised, and couldn't help asking, "He still has many friends?"

She thought that Fan Yi had long been out of touch with the society in recent years. She felt sorry for him and felt that this was the harm caused by the family accident, but she was at a loss at the same time.

Fu Xin smiled: "Well, you don't have to worry too much about him, everything will be fine."

At this moment, Mother Fan seemed to be relieved, she breathed a sigh of relief, and sincerely thanked Fu Xin: "I'm sorry to trouble you, you should go to bed earlier."

"it is good."

Fu Xin nodded.

Mother Fan went out and locked the door behind her.

Fu Xin suddenly remembered that Fan Yi's diary was still in her room, making it look like she was peeping into other people's privacy, wouldn't that be bad?
Out of conscience, she tiptoed back to the room, got the diary, went back to Fan Yi's room, and put the book on his desk, thinking that it would not misunderstand him too much, at least he knew It was done by FY.

Unexpectedly, the moment she turned her head, she suddenly met Fan Yi's eyes.

His eyes were a little blurry and a little drunk, but his indifferent expression made it seem like he was still somewhat awake.

He opened his lips and asked in a hoarse voice: "What time is it now?"

It must be Fan Yi.

Fu Xin guessed like this, his little heart was jumping wildly, he was so scared that he couldn't speak for sure, and he was frightened twice by this person's double personality in one night: "Three o'clock in the morning."

"Oh." He nodded thoughtfully, "It's so late."

The next second, he raised his head and asked Fu Xin, "What are you doing in my room so late?"

Before Fu Xin had time to answer, he answered without hesitation: "Tell me, are you coveting my beauty or my body?"

Fu Xin: "???" I'm afraid it's not like being drunk and stupid.

She began to doubt whether the person in front of her was FY or Fan Yi, but the indifferent expression clearly said that he was Fan Yi.

Fan Yi would say such nonsense.

Fu Xin stepped forward, stroked his forehead, and after making sure that he didn't have a fever, he patted his cheek again. It was a little hot, and it seemed that the alcohol hadn't passed away.

She looked at him magnanimously and with loving eyes and said to him: "My child, it's time for you to sleep. You are drunk."

"No."

"Have."

"No."

Fu Xin raised her eyebrows. Looking at the stubborn look of the silly boy, she couldn't help laughing out: "That's fine, you can do whatever you want. If you get sleepy later, go on lying down. Staying up late will hurt your health."

She turned around, but his wrist was held by him.

The next second, she was gently pulled to his side by him, very close to his embrace, and the faint smell of alcohol entered her nostrils.

Fu Xin's heart skipped a beat.

It's over, it's really drunk.

(End of this chapter)