Ye Shengge was so drunk that he didn't realize that he had hit someone, he just thought it was fun, and smiled with crooked brows and eyes, sweet and soft, and even reached out to pat himself on the face.

Fu Yushen quickly grabbed her hand to prevent her from hitting him.

Fortunately, he stopped in time, and she didn't get a red mark on her face.

Seeing her naive and ignorant appearance, Fu Yushen couldn't help laughing out loud, and shook his head helplessly.

There is really nothing to do with this little drunk.

The old housekeeper made some wine and tea and brought them over.

Fu Yushen asked him to put it on the table, wait for it to cool down before giving Ye Shengge a drink, so as not to burn her.

The old butler put down his hangover tea and left.

From the looks of it, the husband will stay here to take care of Miss Ye.

Fu Yushen sat on the edge of the bed, helped Ye Shengge up, let her lean on his shoulder, picked up the hangover tea at the side, and tested the temperature. It was no longer hot, and the temperature was just right.

"Here, drink this down."

Ye Shengge looked at the dark bowl, frowned in disgust, and spoke with a bit of a tongue, "This... what is this?"

Fu Yu deeply hooked his lips, and coaxed in a low voice without any psychological burden, "This is Shengsheng's favorite drink, try it?"

As he spoke, he fed the bowl to her mouth.

When Ye Shengge heard that it was a drink, he lowered his head and leaned over to take a sip from his hand. It was indeed a bit sweet.

She giggled, her eyes bent into crescents, "Sweet!"

"It's so sweet, take another sip of Shengsheng."

"You drink too!" Like a three-year-old child, Ye Shengge pushed towards him and shared the delicious food with him.

Fu Yushen's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the hangover tea that she had taken a sip of.

After a pause of two seconds, he lowered his head and took a sip.

The two drank the same bowl of hangover tea from the same cup.

"I've drank it, these are from Shengsheng." He fed it to her mouth again.

Ye Shengge didn't share any more this time. He obediently held the bowl and drank until it bottomed out.

Fu Yushen took the bowl, put it aside, and still let her lean on his shoulder, "Do you have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt!" Ye Shengge shook his head to prove that he really didn't hurt.

The soft black hair rubbed against his neck, arousing a slight itching on his skin, which seemed to itch along the nerves to his heart.

Fu Yushen's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to speak, Ye Shengge's cell phone rang.

When I picked it up, it was a spam message.

Ye Shengge's mind was spinning slowly now. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't understand it. He returned to the desktop, saw his wallpaper, rubbed it against his face, and muttered something in a low voice.

Fu Yushen put his ear close to him, and actually heard what she said... Brother is so handsome?

Fu Yu frowned deeply, took her mobile phone, and saw that the wallpaper was a cartoon character.

Fu Yushen was almost laughed out of anger, she called him either a deadly enemy or a dog man, and now he calls a manga character Brother, and says he is so handsome?

Fu Yushen's eyes narrowed dangerously, and she pinned her phone on the bed, "Ye Shengge, who are you calling brother to?"

Ye Shengge looked at him ignorantly.

Fu Yu lowered his eyes deeply, the pupils were unusually deep, "Who grew up with you?"

Ye Shengge blinked his eyes, unable to react.

He asked again, "Who was it that told you stories every night when you were a child?"

Ye Shengge blinked again, trying to recall in his muddy mind.

He continued to ask, "Who was punished with you when you were a child to help you with your homework?"

Ye Shengge's curled eyelashes trembled, and the water in his clear eyes trembled slightly.

After a long while, she finally remembered, and raised her hands excitedly, like blossoming flowers, "It's you!"

Fu Yushen grabbed her hand, and his slightly callused fingertips gently stroked the delicate and white skin of her wrist, "Then what did you call me when you were young?"

Ye Shengge proudly puffed out his chest, and said crisply, "Brother!"

The man was so cute by her appearance, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he let out a seductive and sexy low smile, and picked up Ye Shengge's phone beside him, "Then Sheng Sheng and brother, how about taking a photo together?"

Ye Shengge immediately moved his head closer, his red lips curled up, and there was a delicate and lazy smile between his brows and eyes.

Fu Yushen was next to her head, pointed at the camera, and pressed the camera button.

After taking the picture, he tapped the screen of the phone with his skinny and fair fingers, and replaced Ye Shengge's wallpaper with this photo of the two of them without any sense of morality.

Putting Ye Shengge's cell phone on the table beside him, Fu Yushen supported Ye Shengge to lie down, "Do you want to sleep?"

Ye Shengge reached out and rubbed his temples. He was a little tired, so he nodded his head, "I want to..."

"Then go to sleep, sleep and wake up tomorrow."

Ye Shengge's cheeks puffed up, he muttered something in a low voice, hugged the quilt to sleep and closed his eyes.

Fu Yushen sat by the bed, heard her breathing gradually become shallow and long, and knew that she was asleep.

Raising his hand, he gently stroked the broken hair on her sideburns behind her ears, and said in a low, lazy and magnetic voice, indescribably tender, "Good night."

……

The next morning.

The sun shines into the room through the curtains, and you can see the fine floating dust in the air.

With the movement of the light, the bright sun shone on Ye Shengge's face. His skin was like the first snow under the sun, translucent white, delicate white, without a trace of blemish.

Ye Shengge moved his eyes, woke up from his sleep, and stretched out his hand to cover his forehead to block the sun.

She stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly there was a sound, she went to eat supper with Fu Yushen last night, she seemed to be drunk, how did she come back?

Ye Shengge scratched his head in confusion, got up and took a shower.

Walking downstairs, I saw Fu Yushen on the sofa in the living room. He was holding a document in his hand and was looking down at the document. His knuckle fingers flipped through the paper, making a slight noise.

Hearing footsteps, the man looked up at her, "Are you awake?"

"Yeah." Ye Shengge responded lazily, still a little sleepy, and when she looked away from him, she paused suddenly, and suddenly her eyes widened, "What's wrong with your face? Why is there a red slap? beated?"

Fu Yushen put down the documents, sat lazily on the sofa, and looked at her without saying a word.

Ye Shengge urged, "Speak up."

The man remained silent.

Ye Shengge suddenly realized that he was looking at himself as if he was looking at a... heartless scumbag?

Ye Shengge rubbed his nose blankly, and a bold thought suddenly came to his mind, "The slap on your face...could it be me?"

Fu Yushen raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a casual tone, "Remove the word 'should not'."

Ye Shengge: "..."

No way!

She was drunk and beat him?

This...is this considered domestic violence?

Ye Shengge was in embarrassment when the phone rang in her head. She pressed it down, but the next moment she realized, what's the matter with this wallpaper?

Why is it a photo of her and Fu Yushen together!

She also laughed like a silly child of the landlord's family!

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