The Whole Internet is Waiting For Master Fu To Fall In Love

Yaya raised her head, looked into his deep eyes, and frowned suspiciously.

"you……"

Yu Wenfan interrupted her, "It's too noisy here, go out first."

Looking at the wrists encircled by him, Yaya's eyes flickered slightly, and she glanced at the chaotic scene around her, passively following his footsteps.

After leaving the bar, the smell of tobacco and alcohol gradually faded away, and the air was much fresher.

Yaya stopped in her tracks, and the evening wind blew her hair on her forehead, revealing her stubborn eyes, which fell on the man's tall back with doubtful eyes.

"Why don't you leave?" Yu Wenfan turned to look at her, "Drunk, can't walk?"

Yaya shook her head, her eyes moved down, and she fell on the hand holding her wrist, with well-defined joints and great beauty.

She said in a muffled voice, "Can you let go first?"

Yu Wenfan stared at her, as if to make sure that she had calmed down.

"I can let go, but you have to let me take you back." He made a condition.

If he had taken the initiative to send her off before, Yaya would have agreed without hesitation, but now she is not happy at all.

She declined, "I can take a taxi back by myself."

Hearing this, Yuwen Fanben wanted to let go of his hand and tightened it immediately. He didn't want to keep arguing with her here, so he directly threw out two choices, "Do you want to get in the car by yourself, or should I carry you into the car?"

The voice is low and hoarse, and the tone is barely mild.

Yaya bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, she asked, "Why do you insist on sending me back, didn't you keep me as far away from you as possible?"

After speaking, her voice gradually weakened, feeling a little aggrieved.

An unnatural look flashed across Yu Wenfan's face, and he said awkwardly, "You were injured because of my mother. I promised her to take care of you until your injuries are completely healed."

Yaya blinked her eyelashes, her eyes were full of water, and there was an ugly smile on the corner of her mouth.

Look, she almost got sentimental again.

In the next second, she contributed the best acting skills of her life, holding back her tears, she pretended to be okay, and said in a calm voice, "You can let go now, I will go back with you."

Yu Wenfan frowned, and slowly let go of his hand. He struck neither lightly nor hard, and the fair skin of her wrist was scratched red by him.

Yaya didn't care, and walked straight to Yu Wenfan's car parked on the side of the road, with her petite back, she looked a little lonely in the dark night.

Yu Wenfan couldn't help thinking of the scene of her crying in the cemetery before, and some subtle emotions arose in her heart.

Discomfort, sympathy, maybe something else... He was a little confused for a moment.

On the way back to the hotel, the car remained silent.

Yaya refused to sit in the co-pilot seat, but sat in the back seat.

There was a gap in the car window, and the cool wind slipped in, blowing over her cheeks, and the suppressed alcoholic feeling gradually rose up.

She closed her eyes and curled up against the car door with her bandaged hands on her knees, looking pitiful.

Yu Wenfan saw her blushing cheeks through the car mirror, and couldn't help but raise his thick eyebrows.

He dared to run out to get drunk with such a poor capacity for alcohol, he was simply stupid.

After a while, the car arrived at the hotel, Yu Wenfan got out of the car, closed the door and went to the back seat.

Opening the back seat door, the soft body of the woman fell down without warning.

Yu Wenfan quickly caught it, and Yaya fell into a deep sleep because of the alcohol, completely unaware that she almost fell from the car.

Seeing the unconscious woman sleeping in his arms, Yu Wenfan's eyes flashed with helplessness, without any hesitation, he hugged her horizontally.

As she looks, she is very light, and she hardly feels any weight when you hold her.

Yu Wenfan walked into the hotel with steady steps, which hardly made her feel jolted.