Then he used the same action to throw Yu Jiahang to the ground, "This one stinks too!"

"..."

Nan Song couldn't help but raise his forehead, this is really his brother.

He thought he smelled so good, smelling like alcohol.

"You're not much better!" Nan Song glared at him.

Yu Jinwen stood there, looking at her with an upright face and an innocent face, pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, teacher."

Nan Song...is convinced.

Although she really wanted to let these two brats lie on the ground and sleep all night, she still couldn't bear it and wanted to find someone to help them get up.

Sweep the yard.

The men were too busy drinking to take care of themselves, and the women were having fun playing mahjong. No one could spare their time, so they were the only two idlers left.

Nan Song accepted his fate and said to Yu Jinwen: "What are you still doing? Help them up quickly."

"Good teacher."

Yu Jinwen has always been a good and obedient student. He did whatever Nan Song asked him to do, and he reluctantly lifted his stinky brother up from the ground.

Nan Song didn't do anything himself, so he called two guys for help, and walked to the front yard with Yu Jinwen.

After finally settling the two little things, Yu Jiahang and Yu Zeyu, Nan Song was about to ask the two guys to work harder and transport Yu Jinwen back to his own yard.

As a result, Yu Jinwen waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go down."

"Okay." The two guys ran away quickly, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything.

Nan Song didn't have time to stop them, so he looked at Yu Jinwen with a dark expression, "Classmate Yu Jinwen, you drove them away, do you want me to carry you back?"

Yu Jinwen looked at her with clear eyes and an innocent smile on his face, "Teacher, can you handle me?"

He really dared to say it!

Nan Song resisted the urge to slap him to death. Looking at his drunken face, he secretly reminded himself not to argue with a drunkard.

She said coolly: "You can just sleep here and don't bother with it."

"No." Yu Jinwen shook his head firmly, wrinkled his nose in disgust, and said in a drunken voice, "It stinks here."

Nan Song looked at him speechlessly, "You are really difficult to maintain."

Yu Jinwen shook his head again and pursed his lower lip, "I'm easy to take care of."

"Hmph, pull him down."

Nan Song had no intention of really carrying him, "If you can, just walk back by yourself. If you can't, just sleep here tonight."

Yu Jinwen immediately said, "I have no ability, no ability."

Nan Song was so amused by him that he couldn't help but laugh.

It's strange, she usually hates drunks, but Yu Jinwen doesn't know if she's taking advantage of her face. She looks good even when she's drunk, and she's not annoying.

Looking at the red but still handsome face, Nan Song couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched it, "Then let's go, you incompetent kid."

Her heart trembled violently, and her face turned red as if she had pinched some switch!

Yu Jinwen originally planned to walk in a straight line, but once he got into alcohol, his body functions were indeed out of control, dangling like a roly-poly.

"Be careful."

When he reached the steps, he almost tripped. Nan Song couldn't stand it any longer, so he reached out to help Yu Jinwen and held his arm.

Yu Jinwen carefully leaned against Nan Song, smelling the fragrance of roses on her body, and took a greedy breath, then held it back, fearing that the smell of alcohol would be sprayed on her.

"Teacher Xiao Song..." He suddenly spoke in her ear, his voice was low and deep, with a hint of hoarseness.

Nan Song swallowed dryly and pretended to be calm, "Huh?"

Yu Jinwen half-squinted his eyes, opened his lips slightly, and breathed out on the back of her neck, "You said before that you need to think about it. I want to ask you, how are you thinking about it?"

A heavy heart.

Nan Song's steps suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!