Drunk In Our Home (1)

The winter was cold, the heating was high, and the home was very hot. But, due to the alcohol, Yu Gangan was even hotter. She lay in the blanket for a while, then sat up impatiently and took off all her clothes, leaving just a slip dress.

However, she was still hot, so she slept sideways with one long slender leg sticking out from the under the blanket.

When Fang Zhihan returned to the bedroom and saw this scene, his eyes darkened instantly.

He walked over and bent down to cover her with the blanket.

Yu Gangan wasn't asleep yet, so when she felt someone sit down on the edge of the bed, she opened her drowsy eyes.

The alcohol in her head seemed to make her uncomfortable. She sat up in a confused manner and looked at Fang Zhihan, "Where am I?"

She sounded like she was talking in her sleep.

Fang Zhihan's long fingers touched her cheek and brushed across her messy hair, "This is our home."

Yu Gangan hiccuped uncomfortably.