However, Yu Buhuan at this time had no idea of Jiao Li's good intentions.
"What nonsense are you talking about...I...I...I...where am I?" She stammered in defense.
"There is no best."
On the contrary, Jiao Li at this time would not know that duplicity is a woman's best skill.
Both of them were a little drunk without realizing it.
Jiao Li turned over and jumped down from the big tree. Yu Buhuan sat up and wanted to jump down too. Who would have thought that the scenery in front of him would be duplicated.
It's over, she can't get down!
"Oh, Jiao Li, please go away, Jiao Li. There is still me."
The man who had already walked out walked around drunkenly and walked to the tree, his perfect face looking up: "What are you doing?"
"I can't get down. Come and help me."
Still knowing that he couldn't get down? Jiaoli laughed in his heart.
"Then just stay up there." Jiao Li crossed his arms, his cold eyes became much more modest due to his drunkenness, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
"No, I don't want to stay in the tree, I'm not a peach." Yu Buhuan looked around anxiously. If he had known this, he wouldn't have climbed so high. But now, he can't even get down.
"Come, let me catch you." Jiao Li suddenly opened his arms and smiled into the breeze.
Yu Buhuan stared at him for a long time: "Seriously?"
"Um!"
"Hey..." Yu Buhuan jumped down without hesitation.
Jiao Li instantly felt that Mount Tai was overwhelming him... He didn't know what happened next.
…
The next day, Xuanyuan Mu woke up and found himself lying in the grass, covered with dew, and in pain all over.
Damn Jiao Li, he drank again.
Holding his head and sitting up, Xuanyuan Mu had a bad premonition.
Jiaoli has been drinking these past few nights, why?
The sky has just dawned, the dew has not yet dried, and the soft sunlight shines on the peach trees as warm as spring.
Looking at a sleeping face, it looks like a fish is not happy.
Xuanyuan Mu stared blankly at the woman lying next to him.
His first reaction was whether Jiao Li did anything to her last night. Without disturbing Yu Buhuan, Xuanyuan Mu carefully examined Yu Buhuan thoroughly.
The answer satisfied him. Jiao Li didn't do anything extraordinary last night.
However, Xuanyuan Mu still felt very angry.
It’s okay to not like drinking with fish, but she was made to look like this.
Xuanyuan Mu picked up Yu Buhuan and strode back to the bedroom with dignity. After settling her down, he went back to the study, picked up a pen and wrote a paragraph on the paper, then folded the letter and put it on his chest.
——You are not allowed to drink with her in the future.
Over the years, Xuanyuan Mu rarely spoke to Jiao Li in a commanding tone.
…
When she woke up in the morning with a splitting headache, Yu Buhuan felt as if her whole body was falling apart. When she opened her eyes, she saw the real servant staring at her with a strange look.
Yu Buhuan was shocked. Why was the master in her room?
"You little bastard, I drank so much last night, why didn't I drink you to death?" the old man scolded quietly and angrily.
Yu Buhuan had a guilty look on his face, wine was really harmful, and he would never drink so much again.
Perhaps because of his hangover, Yu Buhuan blurted out: "How is Jiao Li doing?"
The servant was startled.
His face was full of disbelief.
How could she know about Jiao Li?
"You know him?"
Yu Buhuan despises the past. Isn’t this nonsense?
Master Taipu knew that he had lost his composure and quickly said, "Oh, he's fine. Xuanyuan Mu is awake."
