“Brother, I want to drink.”
“Okay, wait for me.” Gu Moran walked away with big strides.
But at this moment, Ouyang Chenyi, who was still sleeping just now, suddenly woke up and looked at the decorations in the car, and seemed a little confused. He walked down shaking his body. When his eyes saw Gu Zhirou, his handsome face spoke with a confused smile.
“Xiao Rourou, why haven’t you come home? Are you worried about me?” As he said that, he rubbed the position of his temple with his hands. He had just drunk so much wine that his head was as uncomfortable as it was about to explode. The mouth is even more dry after drinking too much.
“Stop narcissism.” Gu Zhirou replied indifferently to Ouyang Chenyi’s words. It seems that he doesn’t catch a cold. It can be seen from simple words.
“Xiao Rourou.” He just came to Gu Zhirou’s slender side but didn’t stand firmly and fell to the ground. The palms and face instantly had close contact with the ground, and a faint bloodshot appeared on his handsome face. It seemed that he was falling a lot. But he didn’t seem to care at all.
“You are so old, can’t you be more steadily in doing anything? Do you think you are still a young man?”
Gu Zhirou spoke quietly with a helpless mood, but her words seemed to make Ouyang Chenyi care. Gu Zhirou’s fair little hands were about to help him up, and he was still lying on the ground. But because his body was similar to Gu Moran’s figure, her strength couldn’t make him stand up from the ground.
Seeing Gu Zhirou working so hard to help herself up, Ouyang Chenyi didn’t seem to care about the wound on his face at all, and there was an evil smile on his thin and sexy lips. The thick eyebrows looked up.