Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

The parking lot was a bit far away. This was her first time at this restaurant and she was not familiar with the layout. She tried hard to figure it out and walked towards the northwest of the restaurant.

She remembered it wrong; the parking lot was southeast.

Wen Yuan rubbed his temples and walked for a long time but couldn't find a parking lot.

The thin high heels collided with the floor tiles, making a crisp sound. The sound was sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes light, sometimes heavy, indicating that the owner of the shoes had an unstable center of gravity and blurred vision.

Suddenly, the sound stopped.

Wen Yuan lowered his head and looked at the ground. This action lasted for about a minute.

Her feet hurt so much. After wearing high heels for a whole day, not only were her feet sore and swollen, but she also kept spraining her ankle when she walked.

A beautiful torture instrument, worthy of its reputation.

The more beautiful it looks on your feet, the heavier the punishment you will receive.

She frowned and thought for a minute, and finally came up with a solution.

She bent down and took off her high heels, hooked her fingertips on the two thin shoelaces, and continued to walk forward unsteadily.

The silver moonlight poured down on the purple chiffon shirt, and the ankles under the skirt were as white as jade, with the soles of the feet faintly visible. Wen Yuan was incredibly beautiful.

When she was drunk, there was a desire in her bones, and her fingers were not hooking shoelaces, but people's hearts.

sleepy.

My eyelids were so heavy I could barely open them.

So thirsty.

Wen Yuan licked her lips; she wanted to drink some water.

So hot.

Although he wasn't wearing much, the flames in his body kept moving, burning wherever he went.

She tugged at her collar, trying to open it up for some air.

But she forgot that this purple chiffon shirt had a round neck and a halterneck style, with the only button at the back of the neck.

"Thorn."

The thin silk was torn by her unconsciously.

But it’s not enough, it’s still hot.

Wen Yuan tried to open his collar a little more, but just as he moved, someone suddenly grabbed his hand.

"The clothes are damaged, stop tearing them." Gao Yan gently pried her hands apart and looked at the torn collar. Fortunately, the collar was high and there was no risk of exposure.

"Hot~" Wen Yuan's voice was soft, with the aroma of wine.

Gao Yan had never seen her like this before.

He bent down slightly, his eyes level with Wen Yuan, and an uncontrollable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll take you to the parking lot."

"No, I'll go alone."

As he said that, Wen Yuan pushed him away and continued walking in the wrong direction.

However, just as she took a step, she was suddenly picked up by the waist. She was so surprised that she almost dropped her high heels.

"Hold on tight, I won't pick up shoes if they fall off."

Wen Yuan clenched her palms suddenly, and her high heels dangled in the air.

Her mind was fuzzy and slow to react. Before she could figure out the situation, Gao Yan had already walked a long way away with big strides.

When she realized what was happening, she hurriedly pushed Gao Yan's shoulder and said, "Put me down quickly. I can walk by myself."

Gao Yan kept walking and said:

"Tell me, are we heading east or west? If you answer correctly, I'll let you down."

Wen Yuan squinted his eyes and tried to distinguish the direction. Big cities have traffic on all sides, and it is difficult to tell the direction when you first arrive without living nearby for a long time.

She looked hard for a long time and answered, "East."

"Wrong." Gao Yan replied jokingly, "We are heading east."

Gao Yan was an ancient man, so it was impossible for him to clearly identify the direction. He was teasing Wen Yuan.

Sure enough, Wen Yuan stopped talking after hearing the word "wrong".

She felt dizzy and weak, and she had just pushed Gao Yan, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree or cotton hitting a rock.

He carried me to the parking lot in a daze.

Old Lu saw his boss being carried over from afar and quickly got out of the car to meet him.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, are you drunk?"

"Well, open the door."

"Okay." Old Lu opened the electric door and stretched out his hand to help, but Gao Yan dodged him without leaving a trace.

"Uh..." Old Lu withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Gao Yan bent down, helped Wen Yuan into her seat, and considerately helped her fasten her seat belt.

Wen Yuan was so sleepy that he fell asleep with his head tilted as soon as he got in the car.

Gao Yan's eyes slid to her collar. Her slender neck was white and translucent. The collar was torn in a V-shape, which made her neck look very long and sexy.

He took off his suit and covered her with it, hiding her seductive neck.

Old Lu had been waiting outside the car. When Gao Yan got out, he smiled and was about to thank him, but was stopped by him:

"Let me introduce myself in advance, Gao Yan, Mr. Wen's partner."

Gao Yan extended his hand towards Lao Lu.

Old Lu was stunned and shook hands with him respectfully: "Hello Mr. Gao, I am Mr. Wen's driver, my name is Old Lu."

"Drive slowly when you get home. She's drunk and the bumpy ride will make her vomit easily. Don't turn the air conditioner too low, or she'll catch a cold easily. When you get home, ask the nanny to make a cup of honey water to warm her stomach and sober her up."

Old Lu had encountered people who sent Wen Yuan out after he got drunk before. They were all rich or noble men, but none of them was as caring as Mr. Gao.

Even Ji Mingyi, who has worked with Wen Yuan for so long, couldn't do this.

"Hey, I'll drive slower."

Old Lu agreed and got into the driver's seat.

Even after the car drove a long way away, Gao Yan could still be seen standing there in the rearview mirror.

Gao Yan put his hands in his pockets and watched them leave.

It’s not that he hadn’t thought about driving behind Lao Lu. Wen Yuan was drunk, and he didn’t feel at ease regardless of whether the other party was a driver she had trusted for many years.

However, Wen Xiaochuan was in a bad mood today. He had been delayed for a long time for Wen Yuan, and now he had to go home to accompany Xiaochuan.

The Jaguar drove into the beach villa in the moonlight.

The lights in the house were on, and from the yard one could see Gao Yu and Wen Xiaochuan sitting side by side on the sofa watching TV.

Gao Yan pushed open the door, and two people, one big and one small, turned around to look at him at the same time.

There was a funny cartoon on TV, but both of them looked unhappy.

Wen Xiaochuan called out wearily, "Dad."

Gao Yan came to him and held him on his lap.

"Xiaochuan, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

However, he only ate less than half of his usual amount. He felt upset and couldn't eat.

Neither the housekeeper nor his uncle blamed him for wasting food. Instead, they carefully tried to make him happy.

Ogawa is young, but he can see what adults are thinking.

Gao Yan felt guilty. He patted Xiao Chuan's head and said, "You're so good."

After playing with Wen Xiaochuan for a while, Gao Yan took him to take a bath and sleep.

Wen Xiaochuan cried so hard in the afternoon that he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Gao Yan helped him close the door gently and went downstairs to find Gao Yu.

When he entered the room just now, he noticed that Gao Yu was in a bad mood because Gao Yu didn't say a word from beginning to end.

Gao Yan took out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator and walked to the sofa with two glasses.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Ah."

It was a high-purity brandy, very spicy when imported. Gao Yu seemed to be completely unaware and drank the whole glass directly.

"Drink slowly."

Gao Yan's reminder had no effect. After Gao Yu drank three cups in a row, he held Gao Yu's hand.

"Ayu, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell, or are you losing your sight again?"

There was silence.

Gao Yu rested his elbows on his knees, his head lowered, and his jaw stretched straight.