Even so, Fu Yuan still saw that her mood was not one of reconciliation, and he was a little confused, wondering if he had said the wrong thing unintentionally.

He wanted to ask, but he felt more nostalgic and timid. The words were already on his lips, but he couldn't say a word. In the end, he could only drink one cup after another with Su Wuwei.

Unknowingly, the two bottles of red wine were low.

Su Wuwei felt that she was fine, her brain was still clear, and she could still see Fu Yuan's face clearly across from her. She could even count Fu Yuan's eyelashes one by one from such a distance.

But why was Fu Yuan's face magnified in front of her? She held her head and thought slowly. As she thought about it, her eyelids felt too heavy. She tried hard to open her eyes but couldn't. In the end, she had no choice but to give up.

Su Wuwei closed her eyes and fell straight towards the table. If she was really allowed to fall on the table like this, I'm afraid she would have direct contact with the small plate of dessert in front of her.

At the critical moment, Fu Yuan made a lightning-fast move, using his palm to hold her cheek at the critical moment, while the back of his hand came into close contact with the dessert.

He didn't care anymore and quickly stood up and used his other clean hand to pull Su Wuwei's shoulder. She immediately leaned on his waist obediently.

At this time, the waiter had handed him a clean tissue. Fu Yuan wiped his hands clean, and then used both hands to help support Su Wuwei.

The waiter said politely, "Sir, do you need my help?"

"Please pay first, and then help me deliver my things to the underground parking lot." Fu Yuan said politely, still protecting Su Wuwei with his hands to make sure that she would not accidentally hit her head.

After paying the bill, Fu Yuan bent down and picked up Su Wuwei.

In fact, this is not the first time he has held her. The last time she was injured, he held her and ran all the way. But this time is obviously not comparable to the last time.

Last time, he only thought that nothing would happen to her and that she must be well, and there was no thought of Qili in his heart at all.

But this time she was just drunk and nothing happened. In addition, she was unconscious at the moment and was leaning on his shoulder obediently.

Her breath tickled his neck, as if someone was tickling it with a feather, which made his heart tremble.

The most terrible thing is that the waiter also thoughtfully helped Su Wuwei hold Fu Yuan's neck with both hands, saying that this way Fu Yuan would have better strength and would be more stable when walking.

He knew that the waiter had misunderstood and thought they were a couple. He could have explained it, but looking at her face so close to him, he felt his heartbeat speed up and he couldn't say anything.

Moreover, her hands were soft and boneless, with a delicate touch. They were placed on his neck. He felt that he would be willing to hold her like this for the rest of his life.

The driver was already waiting beside the car. Fu Yuan gave him the car keys, while he bent down and put Su Wuwei in the back seat, and then he got in.

Originally, he could have let Su Wuwei lie on the back seat with his legs bent, but he felt that Su Wuwei would definitely be uncomfortable, so he simply let Su Wuwei's head rest on his lap, and he supported him carefully, for fear of She will accidentally fall.

At the same time, he bent down to protect the side of her body with his hands, so as to ensure that she would not move with the bumps of the car.

It's just that this is a pain for Fu Yuan himself. He has to keep bending down and maintaining this posture without moving. He can't even sit leaning against him, because if he moves, he can't completely guarantee that Su Wuwei will not follow the car. bumpy.

After arriving at the destination, Fu Yuan asked the driver to leave directly. He carefully took Su Wuwei out of the car and carried her into the elevator with difficulty.

Fortunately, there was no one in the elevator. He didn't have to worry about anyone looking at them strangely. Of course, Fu Yuan himself wasn't worried about being stared at. He was just worried about others recognizing Su Wuwei and seeing Su Wuwei again in the future. Sometimes he will point and make people annoying.

But things are often like this in the world. The less you think about something, the worse it will be. Fu Yuan wanted to take Su Wuwei back quickly, but seeing that the long march of thousands of miles was about to reach the last step, he was already standing at the door of his house, thinking hard. They were about to take out their keys and open the door, but unexpectedly they bumped into their neighbor.

And they met not one, but two. Mr. Cai and his wife just opened the door and were about to come out. They looked at Fu Yuan with bright eyes and laughed meaningfully.

Fu Yuan's head was filled with confusion. He smiled dryly and explained, "Things are not what you think..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Cai. He said with a knowing smile, "Mr. Fu, you don't need to explain. We were young too. Miss Su is a very good girl. We wish you all the best." .”

Mrs. Cai also laughed and seemed to completely agree with what Mr. Cai said.

Fu Yuan's face turned red uncontrollably. He knew that no matter how much he explained, it would be useless. If he misunderstood, just misunderstand him. Anyway, even if he tried hard to explain now, what would happen when he and Su Wuwei held their wedding? Not a slap in the face?

"Thank you." He thanked generously.

The smiles on the faces of the two people on the opposite side deepened a bit, with obvious teasing meaning, which was of course a good-natured teasing. They also helped Fu Yuan open the door of the villa quite considerately, and watched Fu Yuan go in. .

In total, Fu Yuan had been hugging Su Wuwei for a long time. Even though he exercised regularly and even though Su Wuwei was not heavy, he was really tired and his breathing became louder and louder.

When he held his breath and carried Su Wuwei back to her room and placed him on her bed, Fu Yuan really felt that he was about to collapse.

There was no thought of Qili anymore. Fu Yuan fell to the ground. He couldn't remember the last time he was in such a mess.

Before he could catch his breath, he struggled to find the remote control to turn on the air conditioner. After turning on the air conditioner, he was afraid that Su Wu would feel cold, so he bent over and covered her with the air conditioner quilt.

Fu Yuan recalled Yan Jing and Yan Duo's sleeping position, and took out both of Su Wuwei's hands quite considerately while covering her with a quilt.

Who knew that before he could straighten up, Su Wuwei reached out and grabbed his wrist.

In fact, he could clearly feel that Su Wuwei's strength was not very strong, but he was reluctant to break away. He even felt as if he had finally got what he had dreamed of after waiting for a long time.

A smile filled his face unconsciously, and when he slowly turned around, he saw Su Wuwei, who was sleeping with her eyes closed. Her brows were slightly wrinkled, as if something was bothering her.

It turned out that she was dreaming and was not really awake.

For a moment, Fu Yuan felt intense disappointment, but the next second he couldn't help but wonder why she frowned? Is there something that makes her sad that she can't forget even in her sleep?