Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 152 I am here

She is so old, how about she and her roommate drinking soju?

How do you treat her as a child?

Fu Nanli's forehead bounced with blue veins and bowed her head over: "It's called Fu Cheng, or Brother Cheng, don't call Brother Fu Cheng."

The word brother always seems passionate.

Her passion can only be used on him alone.

Wen Qiao tilted his head and looked puzzled: "Huh? Why?"

Is there any difference?

Fu Nanli pressed her white wrists: "Be obedient."

Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Young Master lets you drink without speaking, I dare not pour you alcohol without authorization."

Wen Qiao looked at Fu Nanli: "I'll just have a drink, okay?"

Fu Nanli raised his hand: "Fu Cheng, bring a bottle of fruit wine, peach sparkling wine, do you have it?"

He Jun teased: "You treat her as a child again, and you fall in love with her, Nan Li, you are contradicting yourself."

Fu Nanli looked at Wen Qiao's longing eyes and relaxed: "Fu Cheng, just pour her a glass."

Wen Qiao never expected that she would be able to do more than half a bottle of red wine when she burned a knife.

After Wen Qiao drank a cup, he felt hot on his face, muddled in his head, unclear consciousness, and softened body.

Fu Nanli took the shaky person into his arms.

Fu Cheng said, "Brother, don't blame me, you let me pour the wine."

Fu Nanli came over with an eye knife, and Fu Cheng felt wronged to death.

He Yan smiled a little bit nervously: "Is someone so drunk after drinking a glass of red wine?"

So this girl bewitched Fu Nanli with this method?

Wen Qiao's face turned red, his eyes blurred, holding Fu Nanli's hand, his speech was not light: "I can drink, don't take me as a child, its... Actually, I went out with Lu Youyou, the liquor can... can Drink half a bottle."

Fu Nanli hugged the person horizontally and walked out.

"Let someone send some sober soup into my room."

"Good brother." Fu Cheng replied.

I saw Fu Nanli hug the person in his arms and hurriedly left the private room.

He Yan couldn't hold herself any longer, lost her chopsticks, her heart was ups and downs, she took out a box of women's cigarettes, lit it, her tone was not very good: "It's not convenient for Xiao Wen to be here, so she has to go out to smoke."

He Jun snorted softly. After all, the person on the other side was the brother of the Fu family. She was so embarrassed that she said to her back that Fu Nanli's girlfriend was not.

"He Yan, pay attention to your attitude."

He Yan became more and more annoyed, her fingertips trembling roughly squeezed the cigarette out of the bone dish, picked up a side handbag, and hurried out of the private room.

Fu Nanli's room was on the sixth floor. He hurriedly returned to the room with the person in his arms, stepped on the soft carpet, walked through the huge living room, and returned to the room. As soon as he put the person on the bed gently, Wen Qiao struggled to sit up.

Look at him with red eyes.

Before the lights in the room could be turned on, only the dim light outside the window shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"What's the matter?" He knelt on the edge of the bed, this posture looked religious, and his voice was extremely gentle.

Drunk may become emotional, no matter how difficult life is, Wen Qiao has never complained to anyone, complained full of grievances.

But when facing him, it became soft.

"Dad doesn't want us anymore, my younger brother is sick, my mother is too kind, and the whole family is supported by me. Will I be tired? Actually, I will be tired too."

He doesn't seem to have any comforting experience. He just stretched out his hand and touched her face over and over again, and said in a deep voice, "I am there, there is me."

Life is not easy, Jojo sighs

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(End of this chapter)