He said it wasn't right now, and then approached her.
Her steps were frivolous, her eyes were dizzy, and his handsome baby face was right in front of her eyes.
He came closer again, his warm breath sprayed on her face with the fragrance of wine, and his usually clear voice was hoarse, "Yue'er."
Chu Yue's heart trembled and she suddenly came back to her senses.
She pushed him away and said with a smile: "It's windy up here, I want to get some air."
She flew up to the roof. Xiao Bing's expression was gloomy, but he smiled again. He flew up to the roof with the wine jar and sat down next to her.
"Come, have another drink, and you won't come home until you're drunk."
Chu Yue smiled softly, "I won't go home until I'm drunk."
When you meet a close friend, a thousand glasses of wine are too little. When you get drunk and wake up, you will grow old.
Chu Yue didn't know how much wine she drank, but the wine was bitter afterwards.
When she woke up in the morning, she was in her bed.
On the ground is Xiao Bing.
He fell asleep with his back stretched out, licking his lips from time to time, shaking his fists, "Here, drink more!"
There is no calculation on that innocent and handsome face, like a cute child, clean and transparent.
Chu Yue shook her head and stood up. The hangover gave her a splitting headache.
She forced herself to have someone make a pot of sobering soup, drank it herself, then brought it back and kicked Xiao Bing, "Xiao Bing, get up."
Xiao Bing grunted, sat up and looked at her, "Sister, do you want to go on a mission?"
Chu Yue handed the bowl over and said, "Drink it."
Xiao Bing took it and drank it all in one go.
Chu Yue smiled and said: "It's just like drinking a cow. If it's poison, drink it too."
Xiao Bing chuckled, showing his white teeth, "I will drink the poison you gave me."
Chu Yue lowered her eyes and didn't look at him.
Xiao Bing jumped up and said, "I'm so hungry. Let's go eat."
Chu Yue said: "No drinking. I have something to discuss with you when you come back."
Xiao Bing agreed loudly and then ran out in large strides.
After a while, he turned around again, holding a large mahogany lacquer plate in his hand, with four dishes, one soup, and a large plate of white flour steamed buns on it.
"eat together."
He said with a smile.
Chu Yue had no choice but to let him enter the house.
She had a poor appetite and ate very little, and he was as elegant as the girl doing embroidery.
She looked at him curiously and said, "Eat."
He smiled and said, "Have you finished eating?"
Chu Yue nodded. Then she watched Xiao Bing finish the meal as if the wind was blowing away the remaining clouds.
