Lin Shuyi, who was lying on the bed, looked at Ye Huaijin with blank eyes open. Before his thin lips could kiss her cheeks, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, no longer as if she had just woken up. When her eyes closed, she fell asleep.

After kissing her cheeks with a few light touches, Ye Huaijin heard her shallow and steady breathing, and her volume could not help but lowered: "Song of calligraphy."

Lin Shuyi, who was asleep, naturally would not react to his call.

After calling her a few times, Ye Huaijin couldn't laugh or cry when he saw her open her eyes.

Sure enough, it is unreliable for drunk people to speak!

He got up from her helplessly, stared at her sleeping soundly, and forced himself to extinguish the still-expanding flames. But the first time he was teased to this point, the flames could not be reduced by falling. In desperation, he had only one choice and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

Lin Shuyi in the dream had no idea about all this.

The next day at noon.

Lin Shuyi didn't wake up naturally when she slept, but was awakened by thirst because of lack of moisture in her body. Looking around, she knew she was at the Ye family. Before going to bed, she remembered that she was obviously on the first floor, so why was she in the guest room on the second floor?

The world outside was very bright, she didn't know what time it was, so she should wash up and get up.

When she went downstairs, she met Ye Huaijin who was going upstairs to call her up.

Seeing her, Ye Huaijin remembered what happened to her last night, and her lips were bent. "The meaning of calligraphy."

After drinking too much, Lin Shuyi's head still hurt a little after one night.

Seeing Ye Huaijin, she did not seem to be as cold as before, and took the initiative to extend her hand to him, "Help me, I have a headache."

Ye Huaijin helped her downstairs without saying a word.

Ye’s mother, who was sitting in the living room teasing the cat, raised her eyes to look at her son and Lin Shuyi, “Shuyi, it’s past twelve o’clock, have you just woken up?”

She got up early and made love breakfast with her own hands, but only her son ate it. Lin Shuyi was still sleeping. She wanted to wake Lin Shuyi up, but her son was not happy, so she asked Lin Shuyi to sleep for a while, and then went to the kitchen to make sober soup.

Lin Shuyi curled her lips and smiled, "Yes."

On the first day of the New Year, she was in poor condition and wanted to return to bed and lie until the end of the day.

The lunch was ready, and Lin Shuyi also came down. Ye’s mother had no reason to tease the cat anymore. She patted the dust on her hands and said, “Go to have a meal.”

Lin Shuyi walked almost with her eyes closed. It wasn't because Ye Huaijin helped her. She probably would have fallen and ate her shit by accident.

Sitting down the chair, she supported her forehead with her hands, trying to make her head less painful. Suddenly, there was a bowl of soup in front of her. She raised her eyes and glanced at Ye Huaijin next to her, "What's it?"

Ye Huaijin replied: "Soiling Soup."

Ye’s mother said, “Huaijin said that you may feel uncomfortable after waking up. Sobering soup is specially made for you. This is the first time he has made it. I don’t know if it is good or not. You can drink it casually. If you think it is not good, aunt will make it for you.”

Lin Shuyi didn't dare to bother Ye's mother, and didn't care whether the sobering soup made by Ye Huaijin was good or not. She drank it all in one breath, so she didn't taste what the soup tasted.

Ye’s mother asked: “Is it delicious?”

Lin Shuyi answered honestly: "It didn't taste like it."

"It's right if there's no taste." Ye's mother paused and said, "The dishes on the table are all made by Huaijin, light and not greasy, suitable for you to eat."

Lin Shuyi couldn't help but look at Ye Huaijin.

Ye Huaijin turned her head and intersected with her eyes.

In an instant, Ye's mother felt like a light bulb that was not suitable for existence.

Lin Shuyi pursed her red lips, and said nothing, silently ate the so-called meal suitable for her.

Ye’s mother would not give her the opportunity to remain silent and said, “I have raised Huaijin to such a big age. I have eaten the meals he cooked only a few times. He made them for you today. You must taste them carefully and feel his affection for you.”

It would be fine if Ye’s mother didn’t mention this. When she mentioned Lin Shuyi, she had no appetite and then put down her bowls and chopsticks.

If you like someone, even if you try your best to control it, you will still try your best to treat him well. She has done this kind of thing, but in the end she will be endless disappointment and even despair.

Ye Huaijin also put down the dishes and asked with concern: "Isn't it to your appetite?"

"No." Lin Shuyi couldn't tell the truth in front of Ye's mother. "I drank a little too much last night, and I had a bad appetite. I don't want to eat. You guys eat, I'll go for a walk outside."

"It's cold outside, don't go out." Ye Huaijin held her hand and refused to let her go out.

The son didn't see why Lin Shuyi wanted to take a walk outside, but Ye's mother saw it. "Shuyi, eat something more, and I'll have a good chat with you later."

Without eating, Lin Shuyi went to the living room to sit, and waited for Ye's mother to finish her meal and talk to her.

Ye Huaijin was not hungry, so he simply sat with her in the living room. "Eat without appetite, eat some fruit, and keep your stomach."

Lin Shuyi rubbed her forehead and said, "Don't eat."

Seeing that she was still uncomfortable, Ye Huaijin hugged her into her arms and leaned her head against his chest, "Isn't it better after drinking sobering soup?"

His head was swollen and painful. Lin Shuyi didn't have the strength to push Ye Huaijin away and leaned against him like a patient who was sick and needed care. "The head was about to explode. If I had known this, I wouldn't have drunk red wine last night." He stayed at home with Fang Shumeng and couldn't come out even if he was beaten to death.

The living room was not far from the dining room. She was afraid that Ye’s mother would be unhappy when she heard it, so she didn’t say the second half.

My girlfriend leaned in her arms, did not push him away, nor did she show impatience and disgust. She was unprecedentedly well-behaved. Ye Huaijin felt warm in her heart and liked her very much, and said softly: "I'll cook some sobering soup for you later."

Suddenly, Lin Shuyi felt that he was so humbly pleasing to Ye Huaijin in his previous life, and he was simply stupid. God knew that Ye Huaijin had such a virtue. He didn't like the one who came to him, but he just ignored him. She always felt like she was a waste of time. God could not be fair, everything would be satisfactory!

There is heating indoors. In the middle of winter, you don’t need to wear heavy clothes, just wear thin clothes.

Her body temperature slowly came through her clothes. Ye Huaijin felt her tongue and mouth inexplicably. When she recalled the scene last night, the flames extinguished by cold water in her heart burned again, longing for her sweetness.

Lin Shuyi closed her eyes and rested without looking at Ye Huaijin. He didn't feel his Adam's apple slipping several times. His deep eyes stared at her fair face, and finally her delicate red lips.

The beauty that I tasted was engraved in my mind and lingered in my mind. Ye Huaijin wanted to relive the beauty, lowered her head and kissed her red lips accurately.

A warm breath was sprayed on the face, and something soft was printed on the lips. Lin Shuyi opened her eyes instantly and saw Ye Huaijin's face that was particularly close to her, and she was confused for a moment.
Chapter completed!