Xia Zihao still had a strong smell of alcohol on his body, and he frowned like a child. He didn't seem to be very sober yet.
He hung his whole body on Yu Yuanyuan, held her waist with his hands, and complained with a slightly dissatisfied tone, "Why don't you ask me if I'm okay?"
"Uh..." Yu Yuanyuan felt a little embarrassed and nodded slightly to Wu Xin, "I will help the young master to rest first."
Wu Xin nodded, and then suddenly stood in front of them as if he remembered something.
"Xia Zihao, have you heard about us?"
"What do I care about you? Get out of my way. This young master has a headache." Xia Zihao's eyes flashed fiercely.
Yu Yuanyuan knew that he would lose his temper if he didn't sleep well, so she quickly advised: "Wu Xin, it's better to wait until the young master wakes up."
Wu Xin was stunned. They had already bypassed her.
She still stood in front of them again. Not to mention that she was panicking about this matter, but she had to say it, and...I don't know why, but she looked at the two of them cuddling together.
Particularly dazzling
She stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point, "Xia Zihao, I am already your fiancée!"
Yu Yuanyuan stopped suddenly, and Xia Zihao almost fell out due to inertia, "Yu Yuanyuan, are you looking for death?"
"I'm sorry..."
Xia Zihao didn't look at her, but looked directly at Wu Xin. His mind seemed to be a little clearer, but he didn't seem to be. There was a touch of sarcasm on his lips.
"Fiancée? Ha"
His head rested directly on Yu Yuanyuan's shoulder, his lips caressed her cheek intentionally or unintentionally, and his breath sprayed on her face, which was so ambiguous.
"Yu Yuanyuan, tell her, what will be the consequences of being my young master's fiancée?"
Yu Yuanyuan thought of the arrogant woman Xuan Lixu, who finally disappeared. Who else could go against the young master?
It was obvious from his words that no one could threaten him. Wu Xin should do something better, otherwise Xuan Lixu's fate would be hers.
Yu Yuanyuan couldn't help having a cold war, and when she met Xia Zihao's cold eyes, she quickly looked away.
"Master, I'd better help you go back to rest first."
"Okay." Xia Zihao didn't say anything and let her help him go upstairs.