The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Secretary Li said.

Fu Dai frowned and his deep eyes suddenly lit up.

"Jealous... " he suddenly thought of someone.

Previously, wasn't Wang Yue eavesdropping on their conversation?

Perhaps she was too far away and couldn't hear their conversation clearly, but she misunderstood that they were dating in the underground parking lot?

"You're right. " Fu Dai was comforted. "she must have misunderstood. Send me there. I'm going to look for her and explain it to her. "

"Send me there. I'm going to look for Wang Yue. "

He grabbed Secretary Li and refused to let go.

Fu Dai looked drunk, but in fact, he was looking for a reason to look for Wang Yue.

"Okay, President Fu, I'll send you there right away, " Secretary Li replied.

He had already gotten off work, but he was being held up by the president. Could he apply for more bonus compensation?

*

Xia Ling put the rice paper to the side and dried it in the shade. She washed the pen and put away the paint.

It was past eleven o'clock. She was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

The door of the apartment was suddenly pressed.

She looked out from the surveillance camera.

Fu Dai was wearing a silver-gray suit outside the door. His face was red and his black eyes were bright. He was supported by Secretary Li

He looked at her door like an obedient primary school student.

"What's wrong? " Xia Ling asked.

Her voice could be clearly heard from the walkie-talkie.

Xia Ling did not want to open the door if it was not necessary.

Fu Dai was so drunk that it was extremely easy for a situation to happen. He had taken him in, but he was half-drunk and half-awake. They had a breakup... ...

Since they broke up, Xia Ling wanted to break it off completely and let Fu Dai taste the pain of losing her. It was not in vain for her to cook for him and raise his appetite. It took more than a month.

Holding Fu Dai, Secretary Li was very calm.

"Fu Dai is drunk, crying and wanting to look for you. "

Crying... ... wanting to look for her ...

Looking at Fu Dai on the Monitor, he looked very obedient, but looking at his face, there was no trace of crying.

Xia Ling: "take him back and take good care of him. We broke up, it's not convenient for a man and a woman to take care of him. "

"WE DIDN'T BREAK UP! " Fu Dai's mood suddenly exploded. He slammed the door with a face full of grievance.

"Yueyue, open the door. You said you loved me.

"You said you would cook for me for the rest of your life. Do it until I don't want to eat. You can't go back on your word. "

A series of random slaps, as if the door was a bank, and he and Xia Ling were cowherd and weaver girl, separated by the door.

"OPEN THE DOOR! Yueyue, I love you! "

Fu Dai continued to slam the door, and Secretary Li did not stop him.

The surrounding neighbors were about to be shaken out.

...

Secretary Li coughed.

"Miss Wang, on account of how CEO Fu has taken care of you in the past, why don't you open the door first and take care of him for the night? "

"He's drunk. If he keeps making a scene like this, the news will spread tomorrow. How ugly would that be? "

In the dark, Secretary Li tugged at the corner of Fu Dai's shirt.

He wanted him to restrain himself.

Fu Dai's alcohol tolerance had long been trained. How could these dozen or so bottles of red wine make him drunk He was just pretending to be crazy because he wanted to win back Wang Yue.

Xia Ling sighed.

"Come in. "

She opened the door.

Fu Dai stumbled in, swaying unsteadily.

Xia Ling went to help him up. The man who pretended to be drunk hugged her in one go.

He lowered his head and buried his face in her neck, murmuring indistinctly.

"Yue Yue, I like you. Don't break up with me. I'm uncomfortable. "

Xia Ling pushed him away but did not push him away.

Secretary Li was very calm.

"President, I'll pick you up tomorrow. "

He very considerately helped Fu Dai and Wang Yue close the door.

Without hesitation, he grabbed her lips.

Fu Dai muttered to himself.

"What should I do with you? "

"You're drunk. I'll get you a glass of water. "

Xia Ling pushed Fu Dai away forcefully.

After tidying up her dress, she poured him some water and let him drink some. Then, she went to the kitchen to avoid him and brewed some hangover soup for him.

*

The SOFA in the apartment was a little small.

Fu Dai, who was about 1.8 meters tall, was lying there. He was so pitiful that he couldn't even stretch out his arms or legs.

Listening to the movements in the kitchen, Fu Dai was a little dazed.

Only a person who pretended to be drunk could know so clearly what he wanted.

Fu Dai was not drunk, but he would rather be drunk.

Everything in front of him was hazy. When the woman's footsteps approached, Fu Dai opened his eyes.

Her hair was tied into a loose ponytail at the back of her head. Xia Ling was wearing silk jade-colored Pajamas.

She brought the hangover soup over. Her fair and tender skin color made her look extremely beautiful.

"Feed me, " Fu Dai said.

The hangover soup emitted the smell of milk and ginger slices. Fu Dai was half-leaning on the SOFA.

His pitch-black eyes stared at Xia Ling with a confused look.

Smelling the pungent alcohol on his body, she knew that he had really drunk a lot after that.

Xia Ling endured it and sat beside the SOFA. She picked up a spoon and fed fu Dai the sobering soup spoon by spoon.

She obediently drank the sobering soup.

Fu Dai's big hand naturally wrapped around Xia Ling's hand.

"Yue Yue, I want to take a bath. "

Xia Ling:"... no, you're sleepy. Now you want to sleep."

Fu Dai shook his head. "I'm not sleepy. I want to take a bath. "

Xia Ling's face instantly darkened.

Such a calm person was actually so shameless that he even said he wanted to take a bath.

Xia Ling could not persuade him, so she took him to take a shower. Then... ... something indescribable happened again ...

*

When she woke up the next day, Xia Ling's legs were a little numb.

When she opened her eyes, it turned out that someone's thigh was pressing down on her body without any self-awareness.

This suffocating feeling that was like a mountain pressing down on her made Xia Ling Push Fu Dai away with all her strength. The man turned to the side, but there were no signs of him waking up.

Xia Ling picked up her phone.