After saying that, Sheng Yeting passed Liang Fengyue directly, turned around and entered the room.
Seeing the dark door closed in front of her, the blood in Liang Fengyue's body seemed to be flowing backwards, which made her extremely painful.
Her body was trembling, her face was gloomy and scary, but she never expected that Sheng Yeting would reject her.
It must be because of that woman that Ye Ting rejected her like this!
At this moment, she really wanted to rush into the villa and drag the woman out so that she would never appear in front of Ye Ting again.
There, her position should have been hers, but why did that bitch with the oil bottle take the lead
The more Liang Fengyue thought about it, the angrier she became, and her whole face became a little scary because of anger and jealousy.
The dew at night felt a little chilly on her body, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart at this moment.
She stood there for a long time, and it was not until a long time ago that she reluctantly left, and when she left, she already had a terrible plan in her heart.
Xia Xingcheng, who was in the house, had no idea that Liang Fengyue had been here. She had been busy recently. She had not slept yet and was leaning on the sofa in the living room while browsing the web.
Hearing the noise coming from downstairs, Xia Xingcheng was slightly surprised and couldn't help but put down her work and walked down.
Guessing that Sheng Yeting was back, Xia Xingcheng found him when he walked downstairs.
It's just that Sheng Yeting at this moment is a little different from what he thought...
On the leather sofa, Sheng Yeting was leaning there and taking a nap with his eyes closed. The warm orange light hid his whole body in the shadows, and he was not as close to strangers as usual.
On the contrary, he was very quiet now, and his gentle breathing made him feel particularly peaceful.
Sheng Yeting walked gently closer to him, but there was still no reaction. The smell of alcohol in the shop made Xia Xingcheng frown.
"Drink so much."
Xia Xingcheng murmured, picking up a blanket and covering him gently.
The warmth of the blanket seemed to make Sheng Yeting feel better while sleeping. He couldn't help but sigh softly, found a more comfortable position for himself, and fell into a deep sleep.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but feel a little funny when she saw this. She couldn't tell that he acted like a child when he was drunk.
Kinda cute.
Thinking of this, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but shake her head. If Sheng Yeting knew that she described him as cute when he was sober, his face would have turned completely dark.
Worried that Sheng Yeting would get cold, Xia Xingcheng pulled the thin blanket covering him again. The person sleeping on the sofa still showed no sign of waking up and was obviously sleeping soundly.
Seeing him like this, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but become bolder, and quietly started to stare at him. She felt that Sheng Yeting, who had calmed down at this moment, was so handsome that he could enchant everyone.
Different from his usual cold and handsome look that kept away from strangers, at this time he had restrained his aggressiveness and had a charming temperament.
Xia Xingcheng has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, but she has never seen any kind of handsome guy. I dare not say anything else. If Sheng Yeting becomes an actor, he will definitely kill most of the entertainment industry in an instant.
Gradually, Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but become fascinated. Until the person on the sofa opened his eyes, Xia Xingcheng didn't react.
Their eyes met, and there was a slight smile in Sheng Yeting's eyes, and he immediately joked: "Do you have any intention of staring at me like this?"
His drunken voice was hoarse, and his soft whisper rang in Xia Xingcheng's ears, making her cheeks turn red immediately.
Xia Xingcheng reacted, quickly looked away, and said in a somewhat nagging tone: "No, I'm just covering you with a quilt."
Having said that, she didn't dare to look at Sheng Yeting at all, and her whole cheek turned red.
It was really embarrassing to watch him and get caught in the act.
Seeing her remorseful look, Sheng Yeting suddenly felt in a good mood for some reason. He chuckled and asked her in a low voice, "Are you shy?"
This obviously playful and flirtatious look immediately made Xia Xingcheng furious. He glared at Sheng Yeting hatefully and decided not to pay attention to him.
When he turned around, he happened to see the man on the sofa leaning gently, with a slightly confused look in his eyes because he was drunk.
Now that she is beautiful, Xia Xingcheng admits that she is no longer angry and has softened her heart again.
After standing up, she went to the kitchen to cook some sobering soup for him, brought it over, and gently placed it in front of him.
"Drink some of this, so you won't have a headache when you wake up tomorrow morning. I'd better drink less alcohol in the future."
Xia Xingcheng said this, but for some reason, she didn't dare to look into Sheng Yeting's eyes at this time.
She always felt that Sheng Yeting tonight seemed different from before, but she couldn't pinpoint the specific differences.
Maybe it's because he's not as indifferent as usual.
The bowl of hangover soup still had a faint fragrance, which made Sheng Yeting's stomach feel a little. Under the warm light, he actually felt a hint of warmth in his heart.
This kind of warmth spread from his heart to his limbs, and he even felt better after drinking.
Suppressing the strange feeling, Sheng Yeting moved his body and said in a low voice: "If you don't have any strength, feed me."
Xia Xingcheng: "Huh?"
Sheng Yeting: "Feed me, I don't want to move."
After a brief period of fear, Xia Xingcheng gradually accepted the reality. It seemed that Sheng Yeting was really drunk.
Slowly moving to his side, Xia Xingcheng scooped up the spoon and handed it to Sheng Yeting's sexy lips, but she didn't know what to say.
She couldn't just coax Xiaobao to be nice and open his mouth!
Although Sheng Yeting was drunk, he still knew what was going on. He opened his mouth gently and drank from the spoon in Xia Xingcheng's hand.
After a while, the bowl of hangover soup reached the bottom. Xia Xingcheng put down the bowl in his hand and let out a sigh of relief.
Who knows, after such a long time, she was so nervous that her palms were already sweating. Sheng Yeting was so close to him, so close that he seemed to be able to hear the rising and falling of his chest.
After drinking the hangover soup, Sheng Yeting seemed to wake up a little, got up and slowly went upstairs.
After finally drinking, Sheng Yeting's steps couldn't help but be slightly bumpy, and they were no longer as steady as before.
Every time he walked up the stairs, his steps would pause slightly. Xia Xingcheng watched from behind and was even more frightened. He was really worried that Sheng Yeting would fall down if he was not careful.
When he trembled again, Xia Xingcheng hurried forward and supported Sheng Yeting's body with quick eyes and hands.
Due to inertia, Sheng Yeting's tall body suddenly leaned on Xia Xingcheng's body, and his arms hugged Xia Xingcheng. Their postures were extremely ambiguous.
(End of chapter)