68: 69, really want 68: 69, really want Shen Yufeng carried An Xiaoyu back to the private room to collect her things, preparing to leave.
Before departing, he glanced at the coffee table next to the sofa, which had a few empty wine glasses on it.
“What did you give her to drink?” Shen Yufeng’s cool gaze fell on Fu Ziran.
Fu Ziran shivered, “She drank a cup of Scorpio Palace!”
“Just that?”
“Only that, nothing else.”
“We’ll settle this next ti!”
Shen Yufeng drove An Xiaoyu ho, with An Xiaoyu forcefully maintaining her spirits in the car.
“Shen Yufeng, thank you!
If you hadn’t co out, I wouldn’t have known how to end the situation!”
“Be more careful in the future, and don’t walk into the wrong room again!
And, without my permission, you’re not allowed to drink!”
“Got it, got it!” An Xiaoyu laughed hehe, “You’re even more controlling than my mom!”
“Write a reflective report after you get back!” Shen Yufeng ordered.
An Xiaoyu waved her hand.
“Ah, I’m so sleepy, let sleep for a while first!”
After saying this, An Xiaoyu closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
Listening to her even breathing, Shen Yufeng couldn’t help but smile.
This ti she was quite well-behaved and didn’t cause any embarrassnt like before.
*
As the car pulled up to the apartnt building where An Xiaoyu lived, Shen Yufeng slowly stopped the vehicle, looking at An Xiaoyu, who was sleeping, leaning against the seatback.
A hint of helplessness rose in his eyes, which resembled a deep night pond, soon followed by a faint smile at the corners.
She’s sleeping so soundly!
He wanted to wake her up, but also wanted her to sleep a little longer.
This conflicting feeling made him sowhat tangled.
Eventually, he decided not to wake her up and carried her upstairs as she was.
After Shen Yufeng carried An Xiaoyu into the elevator, her eyelashes on the little face leaning against his shoulder trembled.
An Xiaoyu slowly opened her eyes.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and for a mont she was confused, not knowing where she was.
However, upon opening her eyes, she could see Shen Yufeng’s profile.
Those long lashes, deep-set eyes, strong nose bridge, and the determined chin—so handso it defied reason!
This man was a supre beauty!
Shen Yufeng simply looked like a character who had walked out of a manga, with a charming, wild aura, yet also powerful and domineering.
If he were used as a model for a manga, it would certainly capture people’s attention.
An Xiaoyu’s gaze was fixed on Shen Yufeng’s face, staring intently.
I really want to touch it!
Normally, An Xiaoyu wouldn’t have been so bold as to randomly touch Shen Yufeng.
But now, she was under the influence of alcohol, and any remnants of rationality that had been clinging on were ruthlessly cast aside.
As she thought this, her hand already began to move.
She lifted her arm, gently stroking Shen Yufeng’s face.
“Awake now!”
Shen Yufeng had been looking straight ahead, but when her soft little hand touched his chin, he tilted his head slightly, looking down at her with his eyes.
His eyes were filled with tenderness, layering around her softly and envelopingly.
Just then, the elevator doors opened, and a strong sll of smoke assaulted their nostrils, causing An Xiaoyu to imdiately start coughing.
Shen Yufeng raised an eyebrow, seeing a figure leaning against the wall with a ss of cigarette butts at his feet.
That was…
Qin Zixiao!
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