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She wanted to help him take off his shirt so he could sleep more comfortably.

He still has a vest underneath, not naked.

She unbuttoned the shirt one by one, and when she was about to take it off, Fu Shengnian's hand firmly held her wrist.

He was so drunk that his eyes were squinted, he couldn't open them, his head was heavy, and there was chaos in his head.

"Don't take it off, don't touch it, I have a wife."

Jian Yao didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"I am your wife."

Fu Shengnian tried his best to open his eyes a little, but he still couldn't see the woman's face clearly, the light was too dim.

He was very drunk, and the voice he heard in his ears was not clear, as if it came from afar. ???.

He still smelled heavily of alcohol, and Jian Yao's smell was completely overwhelmed by that alcohol smell.

He didn't smell the familiar scent, and he couldn't see clearly. He felt that the person sitting by the bed was not Jian Yao, and it couldn't be.

He stretched out his hand to push her away, put on the shirt that was half taken off, and lay back on the bed. After fastening a few buttons Mimily, he pulled up the quilt and wrapped it tightly around his body.

He took strict precautions, wrapped his body airtight, and exposed his head outside. At this moment, his eyes had been closed, and he was still muttering something.

Jian Yao bent down to get closer, and heard him say: "Don't touch me, I have a wife."

He kept repeating these words, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he gradually fell asleep like this.

"..."

Jian Yao pressed the aching forehead, but couldn't find any words to describe him.

She was actually very happy.

He was so drunk and knew he had a wife, so he wouldn't let others touch her.

The quilt is so tightly wrapped, lest anyone touch him.

This crisis awareness can be said to be very good.

She reached out and rubbed his head. His hair was so soft, it was like petting a dog's head.

"Mrs. Fu."

There was a solemn sound at the door.

She got up and went out, closing the bedroom door gently.

Fu Shengnian slept here because Zhuang Yan called her to inform her. She was worried and ran over in the middle of the night. She wanted to pick Fu Shengnian back, but she didn't expect him to be so drunk.

"How is Mr. Fu?"

Solemnly sitting on the sofa with a cigarette between his fingers.

"He fell asleep."

"Then let him sleep here, the staff has almost left, no one will disturb him."

Jian Yao nodded, "If it doesn't bother me, I want to stay."

"No trouble. The staff work late. I'll ask you to keep the back door for you. You can leave through the back door tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you."

"Then I won't bother you anymore."

Zhuang Yan pinched the cigarette in his hand, got up and left the office.

Jian Yao closed the door, left a wall lamp, gently pushed open the bedroom door, and with the light from the office, she quietly climbed onto the bed and lay down next to Fu Shengnian.

The quilt was completely wrapped around Fu Shengnian's body. She wanted to pull the quilt over a little bit, but she couldn't.

Fu Shengnian slept very deeply. He wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, and he didn't relax at all even when he fell asleep.

Jian Yao was amused by his strict defense.

She simply took Fu Shengnian's coat and covered her body.

The air conditioner was turned on in the bedroom, but it was not cold.

She sent a message to Ye Zi on her mobile phone, telling Ye Zi and the others to go back and pick them up tomorrow morning.

The message was sent successfully, she put down her phone, closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep.

……

Fu Shengnian slept until dawn.

When he woke up, he had a headache that was about to burst, and his stomach was on fire, which was very uncomfortable.

He didn't move a bit all night, and his limbs were already a little numb.

When he thought about getting up, he found that the quilt was tightly wrapped around his body. He was like a silkworm chrysalis, and it was difficult to move.

He frowned, and his arms stretched out from under the quilt little by little. Just as he was about to lift the quilt and sit up, something moved beside him.

He turned his face in doubt, and saw a woman with black hair like ink, lying beside him, with the back of her head facing him, most of her face was buried in the pillow, her face was covered by her hair, and she couldn't see her face clearly. coat, still sleepy.

He froze for a few seconds, held his breath, lay down slowly, pulled up the quilt to cover his body, stared at the ceiling and tried to remember if he was drunk last night and did anything out of the ordinary.

He vaguely remembered something.

It looks like a woman is taking his clothes off...

He pulled up the quilt a little, looked inside, and found that his shirt and trousers were well dressed, and he immediately reached out and touched the belt around his waist.

Well buttoned.

He should have done nothing wrong.

He slowly got up, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stretched his arms to pick up the coat covering the woman, put it on his body, stepped on the soft carpet and walked out.

Whoever that woman was, it was a misunderstanding.

As long as he doesn't make a mistake, he has nothing to panic about.

He opened the door, and saw Zuo Yi and Qiao Shengnan guarding outside before he could go out.

The two stood on both sides of the door, their postures were straight, like guardians on the left and right.

He has been intimidated.

"you……"

"Mr. Fu, good morning." Zuo Yi greeted him with a smile.

But he couldn't laugh, remembering that there was a woman sleeping on the bed in the bedroom, he walked out quickly and closed the office door.

Zuo Yi and Qiao Shengnan looked at each other, wondering, "Boss Fu, are you going back?"

He hummed pretending to be calm, and while straightening the collar of his coat, he walked towards the elevator.

Zuo Yi and Qiao Shengnan stood on the spot with puzzled faces.

Seeing that Fu Shengnian pressed the elevator and was about to go in, Zuo Yi hurriedly asked, "Is the boss awake yet?"

"Who?"

Fu Shengnian quickly retracted one leg as he stepped into the elevator, he turned and looked at the left one, "Who did you just talk about?"

Zuo Yi was confused by his question.

He pointed to the office, "Is the boss still awake? Waiting for her to wake up?"

"Is she in there?"

"Yes, the boss came last night, Mr. Fu, don't you know?"

"..."

He walked back in a hurry, pushed open the door of the office, and before Zuo Yi and Qiao Shengnan could follow, he closed the door and rushed straight into the bedroom.

The door was ajar, he stretched out his hand and gently opened the door panel, and saw the woman lying on the bed who was still asleep.

He walked over, sat down by the bed, pushed back the hair covering the woman's face, and couldn't help but smile.

It's really Jian Yao!

"Do you know that you startled me?"

He thought it was another woman who fell asleep next to him.

"Wake up."

He pinched her face lightly.

She frowned and buried her face in the pillow.

"Don't make noise, let me sleep again."

"Go home and sleep."

The person on the bed hummed twice, buried his face in the pillow and did not move, as if he had fallen asleep again.

Afraid that she would suffocate him to death, Fu Shengnian picked her up and pulled her into his arms.

"Be obedient, go home and sleep again."

"I'm sleepy."

It was already three o'clock in the morning when she came over last night, and then she barely slept for a while, and she has not slept for two or three hours until now, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

Fu Shengnian raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was just after eight o'clock.

He didn't even know how he woke up so early when he was so drunk last night.