Fu Yanye saw him like that and was too lazy to bother with him, but really wanted to beat him up.
What were you doing earlier?
"Brother, if I told you, would you hit me? She is your wife now."
"Why can't I beat you? I will beat you to death. Just go ahead and agree, eh?"
Fu Yanye patted his face, and his tone was so good that people thought he meant he was reluctant to hit him.
Su Bai giggled and hugged his leg and rubbed it: "Brother, don't you want a divorce? How did you do it?"
He didn't usually call Fu Yanye brother like this, but now he was so drunk that he called him brother, which made Fu Yanye upset.
"Brother, I was thinking that if you didn't want her anymore, I would confess to her."
"Brother, you know, I have liked her since I was a child."
"Brother, why did you go back on your word?"
"Brother, you must treat her well, otherwise I may lose control..."
"You can't help but want to die, right?"
Fu Yanye frowned and asked him.
"I don't want to die!"
Su Bai smiled, unable to open his eyes.
Fu Yanye sat on the ground irritably. This drunk man used his legs as a pillow and hugged him tightly.
When he started to purr faintly later, Fu Yanye's thin lips relaxed slightly, and then he raised his legs.
Su Bai turned over and continued to sleep with his back to him.
Sure enough, he was so asleep that he had no defense at all, so he just asked someone to carry him away and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks, thinking about his wife all day long.
Fu Yanye held his knees with his hands and looked at him for a while, then raised his foot and kicked his back.
Su Bai touched the place where he was kicked with his backhand and hummed: "Brother, don't kick me!"
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Su Bai was still a little confused when he woke up the next day. He sat on the ground and looked around, frowned and muttered: "Strange, why am I here?"
Fu Yanye was already cooking breakfast, and when he came out, he saw him getting up from the ground.
When Su Bai saw him, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Why am I here with you?"
"Take the blanket and find someone to wash it for me and bring it back. Then go wash up and eat. There is a bathroom on the first floor."
Fu Yanye only reminded him and turned back to the kitchen.
Su Bai frowned in embarrassment after he turned around. He didn't know what nonsense he said to Fu Yanye last night. He was really worried that he would be poisoned.
Especially after he washed up and looked at the porridge and steamed dumplings on the table, he suddenly felt that he might die.
"I didn't say anything strange last night, right?"
Su Bai asked him tentatively.
Fu Yanye didn't look up, picked up a small steamed bun and reminded him: "Eat first before talking."
"If you don't tell me, I won't dare to eat it, brother."
Su Bai's palms were covered in cold sweat. Fu Yanye was so calm. It was terrifying.
Fu Yanye glanced at him and suddenly thought that he shouldn't have brought him a blanket last night. This kind of person should freeze to death.
Su Bai was so flustered that he had to pick up the buns and stuff them all into his mouth.
"I've poisoned it. If you get up and take seven steps, your orifices will bleed to death."
Fu Yanye suddenly said something.
Then Su Bai suddenly couldn't chew the bun in his mouth anymore. He felt aggrieved and had tears in his eyes: "Brother, what did I say last night?"
He had the bun in his mouth, so he couldn't understand at all.
But Fu Yanye knew what he said, but Fu Yanye also hated others talking when their mouths were full of food, so he just said coldly: "Clean up after eating."
Su Bai: "..."
Fu Yanye went upstairs.
Su Bai faced the porridge, steamed dumplings, and a plate of pickled cucumbers on the table, and suddenly he didn't know whether to swallow it or spit it out.
Fu Yanye called Zhuo Jian after he went upstairs. Zhuo Jian happened to be fine at that time. He was alone in a small room and answered the phone: "Hello? Are you awake?"
"Well! Didn't you do the interview?"
"The station said they could send other colleagues over to do this interview. Are you still angry?"
Zhuo Jian was a little worried. He was still angry at the end of the conversation last night.