Wu Pingyang looked a little disappointed at his grandfather, feeling that his face was instantly dimmed, and whispered to Fan Shixin next to him, "Grandpa asks you, can't you obey his elderly mind? You say nothing It's boring. "

Fan Shixin looked at her and insisted on his principles. "It is always they who ask me what I can't say. What can I do? Some things can't be said. This is my rule."

"It's really boring." Wu Pingyang muttered softly, feeling that he was completely different from the man he imagined.

"What did you say?" Fan Shixin frowned. At that moment, he caught the impatience on her face.

"It's nothing."

Fan Shixin wanted to leave immediately, but thought that he would come all the time, so he held back until the evening.

The man at the table kept toasting him during the meal.

Even though he had a good drink and drank too much, he was inevitably drunk.

He repeatedly waved his hands and said that he could not drink anymore. He was driving by car, but Wu Pingyang's uncle said that when he went back, he asked his followers to send him a car. They couldn't hold their warm toast.

In the end, the stomach was really uncomfortable. He resolutely stopped drinking.

As Jin Qingyan's left and right arm, he has always adhered to a rule of his own. In an environment like this, he must not let himself be unconscious.

Otherwise, you can easily be passive.

His worries were right. When Wu Pingyang's mother let him sleep directly at Mu's house, he was awake for a few moments and said no need to.

No matter what the Mu family said, he resolutely refused.

Seeing him really was not allowed, the Mu family had to send someone to drive his car to take him back, and ordered Wu Pingyang to take care of him.

Wu Pingyang got into the car with him, and the car returned to the Pooh neighbourhood.

Fan Shixin leaned on the back of his chair and kept his eyes closed, his consciousness was a little dim.

But he was not completely unconscious.

When he got home, Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai helped him down from the car. He squinted and said to Wu Pingyang, "Go back ..."

"You drunk too much, I stay with you to take care of you."

"Xunzi, have us, let's take care of you, Xunzi you go back." Xiaobai said, he just said, Xiaohuang patted him, "what do you say."

Wu Pingyang thought that she was a very innocent girl in front of Fan Shixin, so she nodded and got back in the car, and explained at the window, "Give him some sober soup."

"Okay, bitch, walk slowly."

When the car was gone, Xiao Huang said, "Xunzi is willing to leave you to do what she wants to go back, you idiot."

"Did you see that our captain asked her to go back? Explain that our captain did not want her to live here."

Xiao Huang asked Fan Shixin, "Captain, why did you drink so much?"

"I've been drinking ... I'm sick in my stomach ... I'm sick ..."

He vomited on the spot without being tense. This vomiting made him feel better, and his senses recovered a bit.

Xiaobai called someone to come and clean up, and Xiaohuang took him back to the room.

Then let the kitchen boil over the hangover soup and give him two talents to go.

Fan Shixin took a nap for two or three hours. When he woke up, in addition to the headache, he was relieved of drunkenness and did not want to sleep at all.

He got up and washed up, put on clean clothes and went out.

It's eleven o'clock in the evening.

It's Xiaobai's turn to work the night shift. Seeing him get up, Xiaobai yawns, "Captain, how did you get up?"

"Headache, can't sleep." His voice was hoarse.

"I knew I wouldn't say that I would let the sister-in-law go back, and let her stay with you. You won't be able to fall asleep, and you will still sleep well." Xiao Bai winked at him, "Right, Captain? "

"To you, don't yell at your sister-in-law, we're not married yet."

"What's that, my young grandma didn't remarry our young master, didn't you just call your young grandma, captain, are you embarrassed, don't be embarrassed, the other sister-in-law said nothing."

Fan Shixin urged him, "Don't you sleep during the day? How do I think you're so smitten now? Get up."

"Yes, Captain!" Xiao Bai shook his body, opened his eyes wide, and worked hard to beat his spirit.

Fan Shixin reached out and held the mouse, glanced at the surveillance of the community.

While looking around, he found that the lights of his house were still on.

It's all this, why isn't she asleep?

"You've delivered meals to Miss Mu these days. How is her condition?"

"Very good, but Miss Mu will not let us deliver her food."

"Huh?" Fan Shixin asked, "Why?"

"Ms. Mu said that it was very troublesome for us to send her three meals a day. I hope we can send her rice cakes, etc. once. She can cook for herself, and by the way, I can pass the time, so today we have filled the refrigerator. It's almost enough for Miss Mu to eat for two or three days. "

Fan Shixin gave a hum, and turned out of the duty room.

It was raining outside.

He went out the door and went to his house.

After pressing the password, Fan Shixin slowly walked in, even the sound of closing the door seemed a little slight.

Walking to the door of the second bedroom, he knocked politely, and her voice came, "Who is it?"

"I."

"Come in."

Fan Shixin pushed open the door and found that she was sitting on the bed embroidering cross-stitch. "Why haven't you rested?"

"Can't sleep." Mu Wansheng smelled the faint scent of alcohol on him, "Did you drink?"

"I took a shower, brushed my teeth, can I still smell?"

"It's very light, but it can still be smelled. It looks like I'm drinking a lot."

"I went to your house this afternoon and ate there in the evening. Don't let your family get drunk."

Mu Wansheng put his cross-stitch on the table, "Are you going to order?"

"No, Pingyang said your grandfather wanted to see me, so I went."

"I must have spent a lot of money, right?" Mu Wansheng gazed at him in a firm tone.

"It was Grandma who asked me to bring a bottle of 20,000 to 30,000 bottles of wine, and a few precious cigarettes."

Mu Wansheng took a deep breath and said, "Captain Fan, do you like Pingyang?"

Fan Shixin looked into her eyes, "should like it."

What Mu Wansheng wanted to say was stuck in her throat. She didn't want to talk much, but she didn't want to hurt the people who were good to her. Said, it should be what my grandpa was very much looking forward to, Pingyang, she was not completely sincere to you, she was to you ... other plans. "

When she said this, her two hands kept pinching her quilt, but her tone was very gentle.

"Everything is used to recruit relatives." Fan Shixin already knew this well. "That's why I don't have any plans to get married now, so I know more and get along before making decisions."