deeply? What is this called?

Lin Jianshen's brows never loosened, the little girl was obviously drunk, and she didn't know if she would be blamed for sending it back to Yu's house.

Yu Mian feels very good now, her spirit is very high, and her whole body is in a state of extreme excitement. But she knew that she was not drunk yet, and her thinking was very calm and rational. For example, she realized that her name for Lin Jianshen was wrong, but she didn't know if it was because of alcohol. She was willful and didn't want to change it.

Is that what it feels like to be drunk?

I am very happy, want to laugh, want to say what have hidden in heart, want to tell him loudly that she likes him so much.

But no, she couldn't trouble him.

Lin Jianshen didn't like Yu Mian, the marriage between them was fake, and soon, when he didn't need her anymore, he would leave, and the marriage contract would not count.

So she has to restrain herself and not cross the line. She is already very happy to be his fan, and now she can touch him up close, she is full of happiness and satisfaction.

To be a person, you must know how to be content and happy, and she can no longer be greedy.

"I'll take you home now, can you still leave?"

Lin Jianshen stretched out his hand, with the clothes between his palms, trying his best to hold the girl's arm without touching her body.

The next second, Yu Mian wrapped his arms around his arms and hugged him tightly, like a koala hugging a tree trunk, with all his strength hanging on him.

Lin Jianshen froze for a moment. He turned his head to look at her, and could only see the little girl's head buried in his chest, and the cute swirl of hair on top of it. The soft girl's body was next to him, rubbing against him like a pillow from time to time.

She was muttering something, and the voice was too low for him to hear.

Forget it, just take care of the kids.

He sighed lowly, pulled his hand out of her arms with a little force, then put his arms around her waist loosely, and protected her in his arms.

"Why do you drink so much?" He sighed helplessly, not expecting her to answer.

But the girl in her arms spoke: "It's Mu Lan and the others. They are jealous that I am your fiancee, so they come to drink me."

Lin Jianshen was stunned for a moment, Yu Mian didn't know what people in the circle thought of him, but he knew it. Those young ladies with eyes above the top are definitely not out of jealousy, they are probably here to laugh at her, right?

A shallow ripple appeared in the man's slightly drooping eyes, like a small fish passing over a calm lake, breaking the silence of the lake. He didn't know whether she didn't notice it or deliberately concealed it, but it didn't affect the pity and emotion he felt for the girl in his arms.

He touched her long hair and sighed that this little girl was completely different from the rumors. There was no such thing as a bad girl, and she was obviously obedient.

"Someone asks you to drink in the future, don't drink if you don't want to."

Yu Mian put her forehead on his shoulder, smirking at the intimacy between the two, and shook her head: "No, the more they envy me, the happier I will be."

Happy what? She didn't say anything, just pulled his sleeve and smiled silly.

Lin Jianshen had nothing to do with the drunk girl, so he took her out of the Lin family mansion and got into the car.

When Yu Mian came, he was sitting in the co-pilot. Seeing her drunken smirk, Lin Jianshen asked her to go to the back seat to lie down and sleep for a while.

As soon as she climbed into the back seat, Yu Mian suddenly remembered something, she stuck her head out from the middle of the front seat, holding a small paper bag in her hand, looked at the man in the driver's seat with a blushing face, and said shyly, "This is ...I made it for you."

Lin Jianshen took the paper bag, his fingertips accidentally touched the girl's soft white palm, and she quickly shrank back as if she had been burned.

Chapter 1 Tears

Halfway through the drive, Lin Jianshen's cell phone rang. It was Yu Xing's call.

"We're on our way back, we're almost there, 20 minutes at most... She's drinking a lot, I'm afraid it's not convenient to answer the phone... It's my negligence, sorry... nothing It's okay, don't worry, okay."

The intermittent voice came to the back, Yu Mian curled up and leaned back in the large leather chair, her head was dizzy from the shaking of the car, and waves of nausea rushed into her throat, making her close her eyes, her thin eyebrows furrowed deeply. .

The champagne had a lot of stamina, and she drank many glasses with her bare stomach, which made the wine feel uncomfortable.

Drunkenness amplifies the emotions of the body. If it was before, no matter how uncomfortable the body is, Yu Mian will habitually endure it and pretend to be nothing, because no one will care about her feelings.

But at this moment, listening to the conversation between Lin Jianshen and his brother, and feeling the care of his family, even though Yu Mian's thinking is still clear, there is still an inexplicable feeling of grievance in his heart.

It's like a child who fell down. When his family is not around, he will endure the pain and get up by himself, but when he sees his parents, he will cry and open his hands to hug.

Yu Mian is not a strong child, she just lived alone for a long time, so she became independent and tough. She has always been the child who fell to the ground and waited for her family to pick her up with her arms open.

The car drove smoothly into the courtyard of the Yu family villa, Lin Jianshen parked the car, got out of the car and went to the back seat to open the door.

The courtyard of the villa is erected with one-person-high street lamps, illuminating the roads one by one. The orange-yellow light exudes a warm atmosphere in the night.

The night was as cool as water, and the street lights dispelled the tide-like darkness.

Through the soft light, Lin Jianshen saw the girl shrunk into a small ball, her eyes closed tightly, her face was full of crystal tears. Tears wet her long eyelashes and dyed the tip of her nose red, making the young girl as fragile as a newborn cub.

The man's light gaze fell on her face, suddenly stopped, and then shook violently a few times like a candle blown by the wind.

He approached her slowly, with a cautious and flustered tone in his movements.

"Yu Mian? Are you feeling okay?" Lin Jianshen lowered his voice unconsciously, as if a little louder would disturb her.

The man's low voice was a little hoarse, in this dark and narrow place.

space

Inside, stained with a little ambiguous taste.