The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Seeing Fan Luo and Qu Yan's eyes gradually blurring, Fu Yanxing smiled bitterly, and then helped the two twisted people to the sofa.

The two men continued to drink while mumbling, and it looked like they were already drunk and unconscious.

Fu Yanxing poured himself another glass of wine and continued drinking. Sometimes it is not a good thing to drink too much. This feeling of "everyone is drunk but I am sober" is quite annoying.

The two people next to them were still talking in their sleep. They started chatting inexplicably, and then gradually went off topic. They even continued to bicker even after drinking too much.

Fu Yanxing was also helpless. The two of them drank more happily than anyone else. They said they were accompanying him, but they got drunk faster than anyone else.

After making a phone call, he found someone to take the two drunken people to a resting place. After the two people left, Fu Yanxing found someone to take him home.

Fu Yanxing originally wanted to get drunk, but he thought that he would just get drunk just once, not caring about anything, not thinking about anything, and wait until he woke up to talk about everything.

Unexpectedly, today's wine makes people more and more sober, sober that everything is displayed in front of their eyes one by one.

Fu Yanxing returned home, washed his face casually, and lay on the bed. Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, An Chen appeared in Fu Yanxing's mind.

This is something that Fu Yanxing cannot control himself. Maybe even his brain is subjectively biased towards An Chen and is not under his control at all.

Fu Yanxing was thinking about how to hide An Chen from his mind temporarily so that he could think about things rationally and calmly, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find a way.

There are some words that you know clearly are lies, but you are willing to listen to them, and there are some words that you know clearly are the truth, but you are not willing to accept them at all. Listen to the truth as lies, and think about lies as truth. Over time, you won't be able to tell what is true and what is false.

When that time comes, the only criterion for judging truth and lies will be only one, believe it or not. If you believe it, it's the truth; if you don't believe it, it's a lie.

For Fu Yanxing now, no matter whether it is the truth or a lie, An Chen cannot escape his heart and mind.

Fu Yanxing has no reason for An Chen. Because he loves her subjectively, there is no objective reason or analysis.

I don't know how long he had been entangled with himself, but Fu Yanxing finally fell asleep lying on the bed where An Chen slept, with An Chen in his mind. Of course, An Chen was also indispensable in his dreams.

At this moment, Qu Yan and Fan Luo, who were in the nameless lounge, also woke up in a daze. They were drunk quickly, but they woke up quickly.

In fact, their drinking capacity is also very good, but they did drink a lot today, and the alcohol content was very high, so we can't blame them for getting drunk early. It can only be said that Fu Yanxing has a good drinking capacity.

The truth is that sometimes it plays tricks on people. What you want to do just doesn’t happen. People who want to get drunk often become more sober as they drink.

"What time is it?" Fan Luo couldn't find his cell phone, and half asleep threw a pillow towards Qu Yan on the other bed.

"How do I know what time it is?" Qu Yan threw it back. The two of them went back and forth, and no one could suffer.

"Where's Brother Fu?" Fan Luo took a look. There were only two beds in the lounge, occupied by him and Qu Yan respectively. He looked around and found no trace of Fu Yanxing.

"Brother Fu must be awake. He should be home by now. Otherwise, do you think we can come to the lounge?"