Luo Yibei dragged Fang Chixia back to Qing's house nearby. Qing Muchen was still receiving guests. There were too many guests tonight, and Luo Yibei couldn't bear to let him handle it alone.
Luo Yibei was loyal to Jue Ye from the beginning to the end.
So, after the two arrived, Fang Chixia was dragged to a corner of the scene and pressed down to sit down, while he went to socialize again.
I don't know how long it took, but Fang Chixia was sitting in the corner, feeling drowsy.
When she couldn't stand it any longer and her eyelids twitched violently, she leaned on a chair and took a nap.
When I woke up, it was because of the small movements around me.
She seemed to hear Luo Yibei's footsteps walking this way.
Fang Chixia ignored it and was still sleeping drowsily.
Familiar footsteps are getting closer and closer.
She seemed to feel herself being lifted into the air.
The air around her was much fresher, and he seemed to be leading her outside Qing's house.
The air seems to be accompanied by bursts of fragrance of flowers, as if in a garden.
The night breeze was slightly cool, and Fang Chixia slept hazily.
Not caring about the incompatible relationship between herself and Luo Yibei, she couldn't help but lean into his arms.
Luo Yibei seemed to stiffen for a moment, lowered his eyes, and glanced at her face with his cold eyes.
Fang Chixia didn't realize what she was doing, she was still leaning into his arms like a cat.
Her furry head rubbed against his arms again and again, and her arms held him tightly.
Luo Yibei just stared at her quietly, and surprisingly, he didn't push her away.
Fang Chixia seemed to feel his indulgence, and she shrank further into his arms.
Luo Yibei's body temperature has always been like his own, as cold as ice that never melts.
However, on such a night, inexplicably, she felt an unprecedented warmth...
At this moment, it is in another direction of the Qing family garden.
Tong Yan was sitting on the rest chair, her eyes fixed on the man beside her who was slumped into a ball of mud. Her face was a little dark.
She has been sitting here for nearly two hours, ever since Luo Yibei gave Qing Muchen to her.
More than once, she called the housekeeper and asked the housekeeper to check the Qing family's rooms for tonight, but the reply she received was that they were all occupied.
Tong Yan originally expected Shi Luo to take Shi Jinyang back, but Shi Luo didn't even see anyone after going crazy at the banquet earlier.
Tong Yan sat stiffly on the rest chair, thinking about how to deal with Shi Jinyang tonight for two hours.
Shi Jinyang seemed to have forgotten where he was and who was next to him. He tugged on his tie randomly, and his tall body fell crookedly towards Tong Yan.
He is tall and naturally not light.
Pressing on Tong Yan like this, it was like a big mountain turning upside down, making it difficult for Tong Yan to even breathe.
Shi Jinyang didn't seem to be aware of it at all. He just leaned against her, with the weight of his whole body attached to her, and seemed to be enjoying it.
"Get up!" Tong Yan pushed him impatiently.
The man beside him didn't move at all.
Tong Yan saw with her own eyes how many drinks he drank tonight. She actually knew very well that he was not conscious at all, but she couldn't help but push him again.
"Woke up!"
The man beside him still didn't respond.
Tong Yan wanted to throw him directly in the garden.
However, thinking that Shi Jinyang drank so much today, and most of it was done for her, she didn't hesitate.