First Frost ( Requested )

Chapter 37

"If I have the opportunity, I hope this wine can go and apologize to Sang Yan." Wen Yifan murmured, "not to shirk this charge on me."

"Can't let me carry this pot."

The remaining alcohol makes the spirit extremely excited, and in addition to doing bad things, Wen Yifan can't sleep even more. She found reasons for herself and tried hard to convince herself.

After a long time, Wen Yifan calmed down a bit, picked up the phone next to him and swiped Weibo.

After brushing a few, I saw a tree hole blog.

——The boy who had been chasing for a long time got drunk and kissed me last night, and he agreed to be with me. I was happy all night. As a result, I went to him happily today, but he told me that he was drunk and didn't remember anything. TAT

Wen Yifan's eyebrows jumped and he clicked in to read the comment.

[It is estimated that the next drunkenness will put you in bed, so wake up. 】

[It's great, getting drunk is a universal reason. 】

[Scum man, vomit. 】

Don't be fooled.

The words "Scum Man" were like turning their heads in two pieces and smashed them **** Wen Yifan's face.

She immediately withdrew from the comment and didn't read it any more.

Wen Yifan threw the phone aside, and his self-hypnotized words had no effect at this moment. She continued to talk about the reason with great difficulty--

I liked it before.

After so many years, I didn't like it for a long time. But I feel guilty for him, and alcohol is on my head...

These reasons were quickly discontinued.

Overturned one by one by that uncontrollable thought.

Wen Yifan buried his whole person in the quilt and forcibly put all his thoughts behind him.

It’s easy to think too much at night.

Just wake up.

I think so, but this thing really shocked Wen Yifan too much, causing her to turn over and over and couldn't sleep. Besides, Sang Yan came out before he had time to drink water in the living room.

Wen Yifan is extremely dry right now, but she has no guts to go out of the living room again.

I'm afraid that Sang Yan will notice something wrong.

the next morning.

Wen Yifan adjusted his mentality and treated it as business as usual. She left the room at the usual time. As soon as she walked to the living room, she saw Sang Yan sitting at the dining table and had already started eating breakfast.

On the table is very simple porridge and eggs.

The two looked at each other for a second.

Wen Yifan retracted his eyes, calmly entered the kitchen, and took a bottle of milk from the refrigerator. She paused in front of the refrigerator for a few seconds, guessing a few questions Sang Yan would ask next.

After making sufficient preparations, Wen Yifan returned to the dining table.

Sang Yan said casually, "Drink some porridge."

Wen Yifan glanced at most of the porridge in the pot and was quiet for three seconds: "Okay."

There was silence.